Have you ever watched a TV series and more or less enjoyed it but understood all the while why many prospective viewers would regard it as utterly unwatchable?
I had that feeling more than once while watching "Treme," which wrapped up Sunday night.
Liked some of the characters. Others did nothing for me.
But when the story would stop dead -- as it did over and over and over -- for an extended musical interlude, I was tempted more than once to bail. Yes, the show's producers clearly suggested that we were supposed to worship the music -- all of it. And I get that the music was a character in the show.
Often, though, I found myself zoning out and thinking about all sorts of things that had nothing to do with "Treme."