Like every other household in America, our TVs were tuned to HBO last night for the season (or was it series?) finale of “Tell Me You Love Me” and we finally figured out what the real problem is with the show—there’s no music. Aside from the occasional warbling of a background radio, the one-hour drama appears to have no actual soundtrack beyond the quiet, plaintive mumblings of its emotionally stunted and erectile challenged protagonists. Even the lowest budget porn director knows you can’t have sex on screen without the “bom-chick-bom”s and synth-heavy grooves that everyone loves to fuck to. For example, if this final scene between Dave and Katie had been set to, say … “I Touch Myself” by Divinyls, don’t you think that could have been a send off more powerful than Tony Soprano rockin’ out to Journey? Next time—if there is a next time—you’ll know better.
· “Tell Me You Love Me” (hbo.com)
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