I stopped watching Weeds at the beginning of the sixth season. I don’t remember much, but I do remember the last episode I saw involved the main characters eating sculptures of famous people made out of butter to win a Winebago. 
It seemed like a “sick dream” –you know those dreams you have when you’re sick and can only fall into a half-sleep and you just hurt all over and everything is really, really confusing? It was like that. So I stopped watching.
I thought I was out completely, but my editor asked me to give it another chance. I am currently watching the first episode of the seventh season. Maybe it will pull me back in.
[Need a recap? Check out this animated short that rounds up seasons 1-6:]
The season 7 premiere begins:
My first thought is: let’s look at the positives here. There are a bunch of cool people in this show. I’m genuinely glad that they are still out there, having fun, getting paid, and making a TV show with their friends. I feel great about that.
My second thought is: I am very confused. From what I can gather from the “last season on Weeds” intro, Nancy has taken the blame for her son’s murder and she’s obviously going to prison. Her two sons are headed out of the country with their uncle. Great.
The episode opens with “Three years later…” And, I’m out.
I understand that the show has been going on for a long time and the writers need to try new things, but over the past 2 or 3 seasons, I’ve almost completely lost interest in these characters. I just don’t feel for them anymore. Maybe it’s a personal thing for me, but the writing hasn’t been there the last few years. There’s only so far a likeable character can go without likeable things to say.
The scene after the “Three years later…” cop-out is pretty uninteresting. OH, and they lead out of it with one of their classic “way too cool for these characters” product placement moments: an inmate in Nancy’s jail is reading Stephen Elliott’s “The Adderall Diaries.” Remember when they did that with WNYC’s Radiolab? It was heavy handed then, too.
Listen, let me just watch the rest of the episode. If there’s anything of note, I’ll bring it up.
The rest of the episode:
The comedy exists only in how ridiculous the characters’ lives have become. It’s not sustainable. The dialogue doesn’t support plot except when Justin Kirk or Kevin Nealon are talking. They’re really good at talking.
I feel bad. I really used to like Weeds. I hope it still makes money, but I can’t imagine it does and I can’t suggest you watch it.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry, America. This show just isn’t fun anymore.
Watch the full season premiere right here.
