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jPod: Score One For Canadian TV?

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Posted to Media on Fri Aug 08, 2008 at 08:14:58 AM EST (promoted by port1080). RSS.

Somewhere deep in the cube farm of a Vancouver, BC corporate megalith that "resembles, but legally no way is Electronic Arts" lies a group of videogame programmers known as Jpod. As a group they're younger, more attractive, closer-knit and slightly more screwed up than most software engineers. Moreover, they spend an entertaining but unrealistic amount of work time dealing with family issues and Chinese gangsters. Wait, what?  

Douglas Coupland's2006 novel Jpod was a return to familiar territory: techies. The format and tone echo his 1995 novel, Microserfs, but with a post-internet boom edge. Where Microserfs followed a group of 20-something techies earnestly beavering away at Microsoft and subsequently leaving to do a startup, Jpod follows a similar group who take a far more detached view of things. Post-crash and post-Enron, techies had to accept that being able to code wasn't a guarantee of instant wealth and that giving your every waking moment to the company frequently meant nothing but being the fattest one at the layoff announcement meeting. Jpod is peppered with the kind of smart, ironic commentary and pop culture references that made Coupland a star and "Generation X" the predominant meme of the early 90s. Freakishly, it was CBC (Canada's PBS) that stepped up and brought Jpod to television. Even more freakishly, it's really good.

Our protagonist, Ethan Jarlewski, is knee-deep into Board-X, a gore-heavy skateboard game he hopes will eclipse the Tony Hawk franchise. Outside of work he's beset with the usual problems that face a 25ish male North American: Ethan's mother has killed a biker who was buying weed from her basement grow-op and needs help disposing of the body. Ethan's brother has smuggled a shipment of Chinese sweatshop workers into the country and stored them in young Ethan's apartment, bringing him to the attention of Kam Fong, a Chinese-Canadian gangster who manages to insert himself into every area of Ethan's life. Finally, Board-X has been placed under the purview of a new VP who's decided that what the game needs most is an edgy turtle sidekick. And that's just Episode 1.

On our way through Season One we encounter (in no particular order and brought to you spoiler-free by the makers of Chugatussin)


When you think of ground-breaking quality television drama there are certain words that spring to mind: HBO, Showtime, maybe PBS. "Canadian" usually isn't on the list. Jpod, however, is one of the freshest things I've seen this year. Lucky Canadians, basking in the soft glow of clean streets and universal health care, have known about Jpod for months. Down here in the backwaters of sleepy little America are largely ignorant of this gem. Fear not, potential Podsters. There's good news and bad news. First the good: Jpod is available on iTunes, there's a DVD coming September 9th and you can "obtain" full episodes from all the usual places where people obtain media content. Now the bad: Jpod has been cancelled. Why? Putting my tinfoil hat on I'll cite the same reasons usually given for Firefly's cancellation (zero promotion and the timeslot of death for a series amied at an 18-30 demographic: Friday nights at 9pm) plus a relatively plausible theory blaming the whole thing on the continuing suckage of the Toronto Maple Leafs. Furthermore, the CBC seems to have the same problem as the rest of the television industry: they only count viewers who watch the show on televisions and only those who qualify as Neilsen families by maintaining the same address for more than two years. This standard leaves out those who watched Jpod on the CBC website or downloaded it via bittorrent (ahem) and radically undersamples the target audience. After all, how many people between 18 and 30 stay in one place for more than two years? While there's an active movement afoot to save Jpod, we may have to be happy with 13 episodes of great television.

It's rare that a story can survive translation from one medium to another. You can count on one hand the number of movies that were as good as the book they were based on. When a movie is ported to TV the results are rarely comparable and frequently degrade the original through epic suckitude. Part of this is the limitations of the media itself. A movie can't really cover more than 80 pages or so of a novel and has to begin, peak and end in 90-150 minutes. A (non-British) TV series has to fill 13 episodes of either 23 or 48 minutes of airtime with enough peaks and resolutions to keep the plot going while maintaining the prospect of continuing for another season...and another...and another... Jpod is a rare instance of a great novel being turned into a great TV series.

And if anyone at Showtime or HBO reads TNT, there's a great TV show up North and I'm pretty sure you can buy it for a few cases of Molson Canadian and some Leafs season tickets. How about it?

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jPod? Didn't Read It, Never Seen It

keta.

Fri Aug 08, 2008 at 05:17:10 PM EST

5.00 (brilliant, funny)

I'm not the one to offer any judgement on the program, and I haven't read any of Coupland's books since his third, Life After God.  I think he's a very capable writer, but his work doesn't speak to me at all, despite his being a similar age.

Back in the late 70s and early eighties, however, I worked with one of his brothers at a remote salmon fishing lodge on the BC coast.  His brother became one of my best friends for a time, and having the same sense of absurdist humour helped facilitate a genuine bond, and not a few bizarre events.

For instance, one day P. and I had a day off, so what else does a fishing guide do on a day off but go fishing?  We'd had our fill after a few hours on the best tide, and decided to go plump ourselves down on one of the many small sandy beaches near the lodge for a bit of beer drinking and an inspired Yahtzee competition.  As we're slowly putting into a bay, P. spies two young darlings - in bikinis no less! - already sunbathing on the beach!  Yowza!  This is like manna from heaven in the middle of nowhere!  "Permission to come ashore?!" shouts P. from the bow of our boat.  "Permission granted," giggle the girls.

We couldn't beach and tie off our boat fast enough, and in no time we're sharing beer, playful pinches, and sexually charged Yahtzee repartee with these two angels, who also had a day off from a large vessel/lodge moored nearby.  

One of the gals had worked for the same outfit the previous season, and after a while she started to give P. some barely hidden quizzical looks, like she might know him from somewhere else.  So things are going swimmingly, and the company looks like it might answer every fisherman's dream, when suddenly the puzzled one sports an astonished look of recognition, points at P., and exclaims, "I know you!  You're the guy that did that nasty thing off the wakeboard last year!"

No amount of disavowal would sway the young maiden, and P's plaintive cries of, "It wasn't me!" just seemed to make her more and more mad.  She was so mad, and so insistent that she was leaving that very moment that her anger swept up the lass who had eyes for me, and they both left forthwith.

A sad, sad day in the annals of a fishing guide.  We were left with poles of pleasure and nary a place to cast.

The truth was, P. did look a lot like K., who the previous season had been towed naked on a wakeboard in and around the islands near the lodge, a popular sport with us, and all fun and giggles personally until a nasty fall and a salt water enema made me opt for trunks.  Anyway, as K. was being towed closely past the vessel/lodge, and some of the guests and staff were watching from the Lido deck having a little chortle, well, K. decided that was the exact best time to defecate.  Hard not to notice, I suppose, when a naked man is standing on a wakeboard and skiing past not twenty feet from your port beam, evacuating.

So, a simple case of mistaken identity cost P. and me mightily, and it's taken a fair bit of rubbing to rub that bad memory out of my mind.  I've always since referred to this mournful event as, Tragedy at Yahtzee Beach.    

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Re: jPod: Score One For Canadian TV?

logan.

Sat Aug 09, 2008 at 02:11:42 PM EST

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Damn, dude! That story alone justifies the writeup.

Seriously, find jPod and give it a shot. It's worth it just to be made aware of the delicious and nutritious Steph Song. Maybe it's just me, but Bree Jyang is everything a nerd could ever want from a woman: hot, witty, smart, confident, stylish, driven, AND she'd actually be impressed by your new application that monitors your PC's system metrics and displays them in real time as a set of color-coded meters embedded into your desktop. Where are all the geek girls, damnit!

Breathe. Chill. Switch to decaf.

Oddly, I found a second filmed version of jPod on moviola.com. The cast is completely different (but a more accurate portrayal of the average techie), but the spirit is there.

-=Logan
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