Whenever I check my gmail these days I see this link at the top of the page begging me to sign a petition to save the show Veronica Mars and though I signed it, so as not to be a dick, I think it’s demise may have been for the best.
For any foreigners reading the inu, this may not be the case but in America tv shows tend to run on past the 5 season mark when the heart of the story the creators wanted to tell has all but been tapped dry. I had a pretty intense love affair with Ms. Bell as the wry, witty and justice seeking teenage girl detective and for one full season the show was one incredible high after another but then I seemed to love her less and less with each subsequent year they tacked on.
The main issue I have with the series, in terms of its legs, is that the story of season one (and at least partially in season two) is a very personal one for Veronica. It involves the death of her best friend, her resurgence from prom queen to her gumshoe father’s daughter and her struggle to come to terms with the relationships in a personal life marred by grief and betrayal. While the second season admirably explored the fallout of the first, by the third season, the writers are struggling to connect the story to Veronica in a way that would make the outcome personally relevant to her.
Instead what the 3rd and final season offers up is a lot of manufactured drama in the epic romance between Veronica and long time frenemy Logan which starts to be depressing and tiring the longer it goes.
The issues the show explores concerning Veronica’s ability to trust people having seen the dirtiest and ugliest sides of man are as valid as they were during the first two seasons, but the longer the drama went on the more I wondered if we needed to see it play out in such an ugly way.
The story of Veronica Mars is told in Season One. As great as the character is, after three years together, I started to feel like it was time to move on. Or maybe she and I would have been like she and Logan destined to have great make-up sex only to find ourselves disappointed by each other time and time again.