Armistead Maupin's Tales of the City has been capturing the vast majority of my attention this past week. Even though it was on KQED in the early 90s I have never seen it before.
I recently was eating with some friends at Zazie and the they immediately noticed Armistead himself enjoying his brunch on the scenic patio with none other than Judd from the Real World San Francisco. You gotta love this city, right? Jesus.
Armistead apparently does, cause he's written a bunch of books all about it and its various inhabitants. They made this miniseries based on the books. I love it! It is just chock full of one scandal after another. It's kinda like a 70s SF and with both gay and straight main characters version of Melrose Place....or maybe I just think that cause everyone is pretty good looking and they mostly live in the same building complex on Barbary Lane. Oh yeah -- there's tons of drug use in every episode. This must have been "cutting edge" when it was on, with all the drugs and the bare butts and boobs and gay lifestyles....No wonder it was on PBS. Whatever, I love the interconnectedness of all the characters and how parts of each person's story unfold slowly and tantalizingly.