Ever notice all the coupes and convertibles in TV and movies? You will now!

This will probably come as a shock, but it’s basically impossible for me not to look at cars. While walking the dogs, I’m inevitably peaking inside that M3 to see if it has a manual. While chatting with my wife, I’ll interrupt the conversation to point out that sweet E63 wagon that isn’t painted black or silver. While strolling along the moonlit banks of Amsterdam canals with quaint Dutch houses and the aroma of tulips in the air, my head resembled a squirrel’s.

“Wow, is that a Citroen DS?! Look at that two-door Discovery! Who in the hell bought a Mercury Colony Park here? Or, good god, a Pacer?!”

(Note, I saw every one of those cars there. It’s a bonkers-car paradise).

This automotive attention deficient disorder, or AADD as I’ll call it, extends to watching television and movies. Upon watching the exceptional 1980s Cold War spy drama, “The Americans,” it was hard not to admire all the Malaise classics(?), including the Jennings’ bronze Oldsmobile Eighty-Eight. Of course, when I watched the series the second time, I found myself noticing the same cars over and over again in the background. And when I notice something like that, it’s hard not to be distracted by it even more.

“There’s that robin’s egg Lincoln Continental again!”

Recently, while watching “Julia” on HBO MAX, my AADD spotted something in particular: “They sure drove a lot of two-door cars in 1960s Boston.”