Skins – A Short Intro
June 22, 2010 § 5 Comments
And so once again, I over-estimated the amount of free time I have. Just like with my attempt to take the challenge to write 250 words a day, my short-lived joining of NaBloPoMo, I bit off more than I could chew thinking I could possibly write just one long post and that would be it. Truth is, even though I swear I spend most of my time procrastinating and/or sleeping, I just DON’T have time. I think uni has officially already been given the title as the busiest period of my life…so far🙂 Anyway, I decided to break up the one long post into several shorter posts. Makes more sense.
Oh lord, I don’t even know where to start. I’m obsessed with Skins. OBSESSED. I found it on one night when I couldn’t sleep. I think I was 16 then, or just about to turn 16 anyway. It was the 2nd episode. I’ve watched it a countless number of times since then. It’s so beautiful and honest and raw. And grey. Because nothing is black and white. You simultaneously love and hate everyone. It’s magic.
Okay, basics – Skins is a British drama that follows the lives of form 5 and 6 students. Originally created by Bryan Elsley and Jamie Brittain – father and son. It’s been really popular because everyone who works on it is really young – the writers, the cast, the producers, the directors, everyone – and because it’s so REAL and gritty. So far, there’ve been 2 Skins generations, and apparently there’ll be one more. Each generation gets 2 seasons. Season 3 and 4 were interesting and shocking sometimes, and by all means watch them, but I think any true Skins fan will agree that season 1 and 2 were simply insanely beautiful. So I’m going to focus on the first generation.
Okay, quick confession – that’s an assumption. I’ve watched season 1 to 3, but I haven’t watched 4. I hear it’s the highest rated so far though, so maybe not ALL Skins fans agree that the first generation was the best😛
They are also planning on taking Skins (or have they already..?) to the American screens. It’s supposed to be set in Baltimore. Seeing as practically every attempt at Americanizing Brit stuff ends with its senseless massacre, Mr. MTV, please spare us just this once? I don’t think I believe your promise to make it not suck.