Day 01 (a show that should have never been cancelled): Pushing Daisies
I could actually probably put most of Bryan Fuller's creative output here, since he hasn't had the best of luck despite his genius. I loved absolutely everything about Pushing Daisies. It was admittedly gimmicky, but rarely to the point of me wanting to roll my eyes. Lee Pace was the best romantic lead, and there was an ensemble cast of Anna Friel, Kristin Chenoweth, Ellen Greene, Swoosie Kurtz and Chi McBride.
The concept was just a touch different and appealed to my somewhat twisted sense of humour, especially the way it was explored; which somehow managed to rarely feel gratuitous. The use of narration was fabulous because it was never overdone and never underutilised. The sets and costumes were an explosion of colour and style. The acting was everything you'd expect from an amazing cast. The characters were honest with each other, a lot of the time, and this is another aspect that was so new and refreshing. The show generally avoided the main device most writers use for injecting tension and angst into relationships --- characters spoke to one another, it was sort of amazing.
Pushing Daisies was everything I'd ever want a Good Show to be: happy-making, heart-breaking, wickedly funny, and most of all, it had a hope and optimism and sense of love that is now missing from my telebox. I would have been beside myself with joy for another series of the show. I didn't want it to go on indefinitely, because it was certainly a finite sort of story (that could possibly come to life again, but at a price), but I did want more. And now I feel sad because that won't happen.