compared it to The Great Gatsby. It’s the best kind of network TV: Smart as a cable show, but with a mass-appeal hook. (Bored of the oil industry stuff? Here, have some sex!) It’s hard to sum up Lone Star in just a couple sentences, which might explain why it got so few viewers when it debuted on Monday.Lone Star is fast, funny, ambitious television. Comparisons abound when you’re trying to describe the show – it’s a little bit Mad Men, a little bit Dallas, a sprinkling of Profit, plus a lot of Sopranos, because the oil industry is just the mafia with fried food and southern accents. Our own Michael Slezak
The death clock is already ticking. Gordon Ramsay is probably readying another reality show to fill the Monday-at-9 p.m. time slot. But the show’s creator/exec producer isn’t admitting defeat yet. On his blog, Kyle Killen has written an open letter to fans: “For [Lone Star] to survive we’re going to have to pull off a minor miracle. Statistically, new shows tend to lose viewers in their second week. We’re aiming to gain them. In fact, screw it, let’s just double our audience.”
He’s asking Lone Star fans to appeal to everyone they know to watch the show. It’s a bold move – he uses lots of football metaphors – but by all that’s holy, people, he’s inspired me. “I’m not going to beg,” says Killen. Well, I WILL BEG! Maybe the second episode won’t be perfect. Maybe this is another Kings – a show that never really lived up to its near-perfect pilot. Maybe Lone Star is too ambitious. But doesn’t it deserve a chance to explode like a supernova, instead of collapsing in on itself like a white dwarf star?
People, we can’t let Gordon Ramsay win. We’ll fight him on Twitter and on Facebook. We’ll fight him in the beaches, we’ll fight in the fields and in the streets. Because Great Television…is a game of inches. You have to be willing to fight, and die for that inch. Because that’s what LIVING is! The six inches! In front of your face! #SaveLoneStar, my friends. It’s what George Washington would do, if he weren’t totally dead.