Whitney and Ellen get back at it after their summer hiatus by talking about the summer’s most bingeable show, Stranger Things. 80’s nostalgia, conspiracy theory, Winona Ryder, and a hot dad sheriff, it’s all here. Plus, we delve into how the Netflix model is changing how we watch TV, for better or for worse. As always, Whitney tries to embarrass Ellen in a new game, this time quizzing her on Netflix taglines.
There once was a normal girl who lived on a normal street went to her normal school and had a normal day. She even had a normal name of Whitney.
One day, Whitney came home to her normal house and began her normal evening routine wishing she could have something other than normal.
What this normal girl didn’t know was that she was destined for greatness and would soon be a member of the coolest, most exclusive club there is: The Society for Exceptional Ladies.
As Whitney laid her normal head on her normal pillow, she was pulled out of her bed by masked figures.
They seemed to be taking her somewhere and before long she was made to sit in a chair.
“Where am I? Who are you? Is this a Saw-type situation? Because I will have you know that I am well trained in the horror movie genre and know how to handle any situation you throw at me?”
As her hood was pulled off, Whitney saw she was sitting on a chair in the middle a darkened room with only a single light bulb hanging over her. She could see others standing in the shadows, but decided to first deal with the person standing directly behind her.
“This isn’t a horror movie, Whitney. You’ve been selected for The Society for Exceptional Ladies.”
The woman came around to face her.
“The Society…. wait. Are you Peggy Carter?”
“Yes, I have nominated you for the society based on your general badassery and for always fighting for superior representation of women in superhero movies.”
Whitney was still in a state of shock but managed, “Batman v. Superman was a bit of a mess, right? They should never have cancelled you, Peggy.”
“Sorry,” Whitney said. “I didn’t mean to bring up a touchy subject.”
Peggy shrugged and moved back into the shadows as two more figures came out into the light.
“Tina and Amy?” Whitney exclaimed.
“Yes, it is…we. We have nominated you for your hilariousity and your ability to always make your cousin laugh. Without fail.”
They moved back into the shadows as a Tina of a different variety emerged.
“I have nominated you for respecting the male form, especially those of the famous variety. And especially their butts.”
“It has been my absolute pleasure,” said Whitney.
Over the course of the next hour, several more extraordinary ladies came forward.
Rey nominated Whitney for her never needing a guy to hold her hand.
Veronica Mars nominated her for being as sassy as all get out.
Penny Hartz nominated her for always trying to make the best out of a bad situation.
Jane Kerkovich Williams nominated her for owning up to her peculiarities.
Alex Kerkovich nominated her for knowing the value of both TV and a well placed pop culture reference.
Jane Austen nominated her for being one heck of a writer.
The Clones nominated her for embracing all all aspects of her personality.
Mindy nominated Whitney for knowing her self worth.
Kimmy Schmidt nominated her for always keeping it cool.
And her cousin Ellen nominated her for being the best cousin, friend, psuedo sister, all-around-awesome person that a girl could ask for.
(Oh, I’m sorry. Did you not think I was going to be in this club?)
Whitney accepted her new membership in the club with aplomb.
She went on to eventually become the club’s president because even the most extraordinary of ladies had to recognize that Whitney was the most extraordinary of them all.
Happy birthday, Whitney! I agree with everything the extraordinary ladies said.
Whitney and Ellen get into it over the heated subject of Marvel vs. DC. Who’s winning? Is it even a feud to begin with? We know you will have opinions. Plus, another humiliating game of Truth or Dare in which Whitney does some stellar musical impressions and Ellen spits some rhymes from Hamilton with a mouthful of popcorn.
Whitney and Ellen gab about their favorite period dramas (and boy, do they have opinions on those). Plus, the stirring conclusion to their Oscars pool in which Whitney has to try and struggle through a dramatic reading of horrible fanfiction featuring multiple Batmans (Batmen?) and a buff Mickey Mouse. You have to hear it to believe it.
If you caught our last podcast, you may remember that Pee-Wee is much beloved in our family. Speaking for my own nuclear family, we just flat out love Pee-Wee. My brother and I would wake up early to eat cereal and watch reruns of Pee-Wee’s Playhouse, it is mandatory every year that we watch the Pee-Wee’s Playhouse Christmas special (because it is amazing), and Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure is a family classic that is oft-quoted (“Paging Mr. Herman.”).
This new trailer doesn’t completely have me sold, but if Netflix is giving Reubens and Co. the creative liberties to rekindle the comedic sensibilities of the Pee-Wee of yore, sign me up.
Whitney and Ellen discuss the pros and cons from a bringing back a show from that underworld known as cancellation. Is it a good thing or bad thing for the landscape of television? But more importantly, has it ever been done well? Plus, the ladies lay down their bets for their Fangirly Oscar Pool. Who will win? And who will have to suffer the consequences of losing? (Odds are, Whitney).
Earlier this week, Whitney made a very strong case for why you and everyone on planet Earth should be watching Marvel’s Agent Carter. I will now give you a lesser, but still very compelling reason, that of of Mr. Enver Gjokaj as Chief née Agent Daniel Sousa.
First of all, he looks like this:
Second, he is funny and self-effacing on Twitter:
But, finally, and most importantly in my mind, you can’t help but fall in love with his character. Sousa is evolving before our very eyes as he goes from self-conscious victim of war to slightly more confident Chief of the LA division of the SSR who kicks butt despite his disability. I’m also rooting for him to be evolving into the future Mr. Carter but we will have to wait on see on that front (but it is SO happening). For the time being, I will enjoy the romantically entagled angst and his 1940’s style Magnum PI vibe that he has going this season., because it is all working. Well.
What else are we going to have to do to make you watch this show?
That should do it.