This post is not meant to make anyone feel old. I promise. But there is troubling news to deliver, so you might want to sit down. Sitting? Okay. Here it goes: It’s been 13 (!!) years to the day since Buffy the Vampire Slayer premiered on the WB – in all fairness, I told you to sit.
I was nine years old when Buffy premiered on the WB. To be honest, I don’t remember much about it except that my sister watched it, and I sat there. I’m sad to report that I did not follow up that viewing with more. She continued to watch – it remains one of the only instances I can admit she was right and I was wrong. Years later, shortly after Buffy concluded its final season, I re-watched the premiere, and this time, I was smart enough to realize how awesome it was.
I watched the entire series in about two months, and the hole burned in my wallet from buying all the seasons that summer is still smoking. The cool thing was that despite completely missing the height of Buffy mania, there was (and is) still a great deal of Buffy mania. That’s the definition of great TV, I say. No matter how much time passes, it’s still fun to talk about and watch, and there is always someone willing to do both with you.
So on this glorious day, I am thankful that Buffy was born. I am thankful that Joss Whedon took his critical cow pie of a movie (It’s not that bad!) and made a TV series that defined a seriously nerdy generation. And I am thankful that this is one show Eric Balfour did not kill (I think they offed his character just in time.).
That said, share with me your Buffy memories. Did you watch the premiere? Were you hooked from the start? Or did it take you a while because you were a stupid 9 year old? Oh, and just because I can: Grrr. Argghh.