When we're all dead and rotting,* Veronica Mars' pilot will be the best television that any of us could have possibly watched. Any English-speaking human cannot offer any opinion besides over-the-top affirmation of that show's greatness without being fairly accused of operating with insufficient mental faculties.

And the rest of the show didn't disappoint even a bit, until season three - parts of which fully retained it's original greatness.

Seriously, not being completely in love with "Veronica Mars" is a sure sign of an irretrievable dumbass.

*except for whatever saints walk among us, obviously