Oh God, the reboot!  May I just talk about this before I go to bed?  10 years later have taught me just how annoying fast-paced seemingly witty banter, super-charged by coffee, really is.  Dear God was my first impression as episode 1 opened up.  Incessant remarks on how “Gee, what a great kid you’ve got there!”, as in Rory.  Now, 10 years ago, who one and only true beau, wanted her to move out with him to California, start a life together, and be married.  Rory turned him down for The New York Times, and Logan said, well, this is the end, then.  So, you’d think he actually has some sensitivity and desire for a put-together, life of love.  You’d think.  He loved her.  Truly.

Then, fast forward 10 years and you find a whole new world.  You find that 10 years have not brought growth, but rather a regression.  They have a secret love affair, whilst Rory, now living in Lpondon, maintains a boyfriend in the States.  “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas until you leave Vegas and forget about what happened, only to return to Vegas and remember again”, Rory states.  So, a regression in love and being loving?  The 2, once destined for marriage, make love less in their exploits, they lessen love.  Loveless.  And, this is all in episode 1.  I opened episode 2, and I shall have to leave it there.  This show was once rated as the top positive influential show for teens.  No longer.  Goodbye Gilmores, ’twas nice naively knowing you 10 years ago.