Good news! Skins is back, and therefore so am I. This is what it took to bring me out of the retirement imposed by Fifty Shades Of Grey, three special episodes with possibly the wankiest titles they could have come up with: Skins Pure, Skins Fire and Skins Rise. You may think that there should be a colon in between the “Skins” and the “Pure”, “Fire” and “Rise” but apparently not. Grammar can go to hell!
Okay, I’ll be fair. Bringing back some old faces is a good move and it seems like none of the recent dreck of twats will make an appearance. Free of the girl from the Golden Compass and a dull, episode stealing lesbian couple, I should be free to enjoy what they give me.
Returning to the show that made them all famous are Cassie, Effy and Cook. I love Cook. Flat out love him. Not only is Jack O’Connell probably the best actor the show ever had, but Cook was arguably the best character until the writers inevitably screwed him up, killed his best friend and then forgot he existed to make room for the aforementioned dull episode stealing lesbian couple. What they’re going to do with him in his episode is a mystery to me, but if I knew there wouldn’t be any point in
probably wasting my time watching it in the first place.
As for the other two, I don’t care much for Cassie. I didn’t watch much of the first two series, back when Skins was apparently good, so I have barely any frame of reference. Effy though, I do quite like. She’s been in the more episodes than any of the rest, a mainstay of four series, so bringing her back is really a no brainer.
What I like about this whole idea is that they really seemed to pull out all the stops to get who they wanted. The two biggest names, Nicholas Hoult and the guy from Slumdog Millionaire are obviously beyond them at his point, so the three they chose make sense. None of them are “who cares?” characters like Jal, Pandora or JJ, and there seems to be an actual effort being made here to give Skins a proper send off. If I wasn’t an old, bedraggled veteran of Skins’s special brand of disappointment I might be excited.
Still, no task left unfinished as they say. I got through Fifty Shades Of Grey, an experience so dreadful it made blogging not fun. Skins will probably just bounce off my armour.