So today, we binged the last season of Fuller House while I worked on Lisa’s painting and Joey worked on her post on the concert, which she should drop tomorrow.
Anyway, Netflix’s still on the cancellation kick with this final season of the nostalgia-filled follow-up sitcom to the original Full House.
Anybody who’s followed the series, knows it’s centered around DJ and her fam with Stephanie and Kimmy pitching in to help her raise her kids when she becomes a widow, which mirrors the original, where Joey and Jessie pitched in to help Danny, who became a widower when Michelle was a baby.
The show’s come full circle in that the show started with a death and ends with a birth, so it’s a suiting close if it truly’s the end, which I’ve been reading for a while now, which’s both sad and satisfying. It’s sad, because the new show let me be a kid again with the characters while getting introduced to the new generation of Tanners. On the other hand, sometimes, I felt the humor was forced…like doing 80s humor with 21st Century sensibilities.
The themes (acceptance, death, and peer pressure among others) covered hasn’t changed, which’s sad, showing we, as a society, have issues if said issues’re still relevant…again, with 21st sensibilities. I’ll admit a few episodes in each season got me misty-eyed…especially this season…something about sad kids does it to me.
Netflix seems to be continuing its downward spiral with its Marvel cancellations and now its nostalgic shows like Degrassi and now Fuller House.
Like the lyrics say: “Everywhere you look, everywhere you go
There's a heart (there's a heart), a hand to hold onto
Everywhere you look, everywhere you go
There's a face (there's a face) of somebody who needs you.”
IMO, you could do worse than spend a few hours getting in touch with your kiddie self, because, let’s face it, we could all use a little fuller house.
Be good to each other.