Six feet under is fucking Dallas, ok?

Why the hell hasn’t anyone apart from me noticed that Six Feet Under is like the indie Dallas it’s ok to like? I mean you’ve got the good natured, idealistic, scruffy one and his nervous, edgy, spiky partner. You have the mother who’s the head of the family – the dead oppressive father in the background. And we finally know why JR was such a bastard and why he had to muck around with so many women – desperately trying to prove that he’s not a repressed poof left in charge of the business. And there’s even another company trying to take them over. All you need is the Funeral Barons Ball!