Why "Downton Abbey" matters.

While there are a bunch of shows on the air that I enjoy more ("Girls," "Scandal," "Happy Endings," "Bones" et al.), "Downton Abbey does strike a chord.  It all boils down to one word--class.  If you haven't read "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley, stop reading this and go get a copy immediately. 

This show is about the class system and how the folks in it find happiness despite it.   And it also showcases the fact that having money or not having money does not mean you are happy.  It sounds simplistic, but I can't remember another period drama that I felt completely engaged.  No spoilers here, but when whatever happened happened on this week's show, my partner and I had a complete nervous breakdown.  And I already knew what it was, but did not tell my chap because it was the first spoiler in history I wish I did not know going into the episode.

Also, two words--Maggie Smith.  She is given the best lines for good reason. 

The cast is fantastic.  I've been an Elizabeth McGovern fan since "Ordinary People."  Dan Stevens' eyes make me melt, although his character does not.  And Michelle Dockery has managed to create a character who infuriates me, but still lets me like her.

The one major thing against the show is its gay character.  I don't know his name.  I don't want to know it.  He's just annoying.  And there are no black characters either which is a sign of the times.  I just wish the show would have the balls to showcase a gay character who wasn't a backstabbing idiot.

But regardless of my qualms, "Downton Abbey" remains the classiest hour of TV I watch.  And for that I say Huzzah!