So way before Hannibal Bryan Fuller created this lesser known series called Dead Like Me which I personally believe was his best work. It ran only for two seasons but the script was fantastic and it had a an excellent cast, each character was original by themselves and didn’t have to fight for attention because the lines were delivered so accurately that you’d find it difficult to believe that they weren’t actually like that and the story was also generally adorable.
George, the lead character, dies when a toilet seat flying out of the sky from a rocket or a space station or something hits her, and has to join this league of Grim Reapers who come in human form, who live alongside regular humans. Her job is to pick up souls and send them to hell or heaven. There’s Mandy Patinkin and this adorable actor called Callum Blue, and I still remember the scene where he tried to sneak some cocaine in a condom hidden in his butt at an airport, and it ruptures and slowly leaks into his intestines and the guy is generally sweating buckets and going crazy. I won’t tell you anymore just go see it.
I also don’t have a lot of interest in being a good person or a bad person. From what I can tell, either way, you’re screwed. Bad people are punished by society’s laws, and good people are punished by Murphy’s Law. So you see my dilemma.