segunda-feira, janeiro 21, 2008

Weeds - Little boxes

Afinal não sou só eu que acho que os americanos dos subúrbios vivem todos em pequeninas caixinhas de fósforos iguais, e são todos como os respectivos fósforos, iguaizinhos... Uns mais perfeitinhos que outros, mas todos do mesmo molde.
Estes levam essa vidinha normal, mas optaram por ter um negócio um pouco fora do normal (ou talvez não). A 1ª série é sempre um pouco mais fraca, mas na 2ª os personagens estão mais apurados e mais confiantes.
O genérico é muito simples, mas a letra diz tudo:

Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of tickytacky
Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university
Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and there's lawyers, and business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children and the children go to school
And the children go to summer camp and then to the university
Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

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