Pan Am

A couple of weekends ago, I binge watched all 14 episodes of Pan Am.  It's a real shame that this got cancelled or didn't get picked up by somebody else.  Reportedly, there were talks with Amazon.com to pick it up and make it an original to web show like Orange is the New Black or House of Cards but the talks fell through, so we are apparently left with only one season of Pan Am.  I am still going through withdrawal.

Pan Am is a soap opera about the life and loves of a group of stewardesses and pilots for Pan American Airlines in the early 1960s.  Like the hugely popular Mad Men, Pan Am is full of pop culture references.  A stylized and sanitized Disneyland version of the early sixties, the sets, costumes and props are visually stunning.  The real sixties never looked this great.  With Sinatra crooning "Come Fly With Me" in the background Pan Am soars.

The series ended with a bunch of open story threads for a second season which we will, alas, never be able to see.  We'll never find out if Maggie (Christina Ricci) is ever going to be caught in her life of crime or will be fired for lying about her background.  We'll never find out if Laura (Margot Robbie) is going to get in trouble with the airline for those nude pictures of her which have been published or if she and Ted are going to be able to get together after he's found out that his former fiancee, who is really a lesbian, is pregnant with his baby.  We'll never find out if Kate (Kelli Garner) becomes a full fledged CIA agent or if her cover as a Pan Am stewardess will be blown.  We'll never find out if Colette (Karine Vanasse) can find her brother who was lost during the Holocaust.  We'll never find out if Dean (Mike Vogel) and Bridget (Annabelle Wallis) can patch things up.  And we'll never find out if Ted (Michael Mosley) can shake himself loose from his pregnant frigid lesbian fiancee, Amanda (Ashley Greene), and get together with the love of his life, Laura.

Guess I'll just have to go take a cold shower and try to get over it.