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Alright, we’ve yet to catch Rachel Griffiths in ABC’s Brothers and Sisters, lost track of Frances Conroy and Lauren Ambrose (motherhood) for a minute, and only caught one episode of Jeremy Sisto in NBC’s Kidnapped before it was unceremoniously ripped from the airwaves, but don’t believe for a second that Six Feet Under has lost its grip on our devastated psyche, clinging to hopes for the Next Big Thing to fill the gaping void in viewing that rises above the typical labotomy inspired fare. You may remember Michael C. Hall and Dexter referred to around here ad nauseam, and while it was one of the best series to debut last fall, there seemed to be something missing, some element - hopefully just around the corner, that will mold the one-dimensionality of Dexter into a fully-developed narrative worthy of discussion amongst it’s predecessor. To be honest though, the best shot at post-SFU excellence probably belongs to creator Alan Ball and his next series slated for eventual HBO broadcast - True Blood, a sordid tale of “Southern Vampires” amongst the regular folk, based on the works of novelist Charlaine Harris (discussed previously).

Moving forward now - likely to debut in fall ‘07 (maybe even before True Blood) is Peter Krause’s next TV role (not counting Sci-Fi miniseries The Lost Room, which turned out to be a real snoozer), ABC’s Dirty Sexy Money, which compared to our depraved, cable snob standards is likely to neither be that Sexy or Dirty. According to The Hollywood Reporter, Krause finds himself in a role as another son that, once again, carries on his father’s dirty work as an “idealistic lawyer who inherits the job of representing a powerful and ethically flexible family after his father dies.” Interested parties should get in on the ground floor for Dirty Sexy Money while it lasts, because if last fall’s network slate was any indication, a slow start out of the gate for any new series equates to an early death.