Recently I’ve been watching Weeds. It’s a show about a mother’s ever-increasing struggle to support her children after her husband dies, by growing and selling marijuana to the “Christian” citizens of a small sub-urban development.
I remember seeing it on the TV a few years back, obviously rather late, as I live in the shadow of the United States; I shrugged it off and didn’t bother giving the pilot any major attention.
I watched the first season using my free trial of Netflix; and having granted the first few episodes exclusive access to my hippocampus, I fell in love with it. Unfortunately, Netflix only allows the viewing of the first three seasons; naturally I assumed these were the only three produced.
It didn’t take too much searching to stumble upon the existence of the final four seasons; but when I did, I had to endulge further. This hit show delivers dark comedy, satire, great characters, and an overwhelming thirst for more.
I’d recommend it to anyone.