Attention wannabe ballad singers: Until you can give a performance like this, you will never be taken seriously...at least by me.
Because Anna has been at it since 1978, and only improving.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
When Bad Theatre Happens Nearby
Every single cliche about gay theatre wrapped in a shoddy knockoff of The Dying Gaul.
I'm just sayin'
I'm just sayin'
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Umm...Okay
Well, I haven't heard it on either VH1 or MTV, nor have I seen it in Splash, nor heard it on KTU, but according to ESCToday, Helena Paparizou is #11 on Billboard's Dance & Regular charts with "My Number One."
I know things move slow in this country, but a song from Spring 2005 only just hitting the charts in Fall 2006? Something's fishy.
I know things move slow in this country, but a song from Spring 2005 only just hitting the charts in Fall 2006? Something's fishy.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
It's Just You & Me, Clive
The revival of A Chorus Line has now premiered and based on the reviews I've seen so far, Clive Barnes of The Post and myself saw one show and Gus Solomons Jr. of The Gay City News saw some other revival of A Chorus Line which seemed to be appearing simultaneously at the same theatre.
Funny that.
Update: Guess who also sides with us? Ben Brantley of The Times. (Link may require registration)
Funny that.
Update: Guess who also sides with us? Ben Brantley of The Times. (Link may require registration)
Friday, October 06, 2006
It Makes You Wonder
Ever wonder why Wisconsin is a swing state?
By the way, my home district is #5, home of the idiot Sensenbrenner.
By the way, my home district is #5, home of the idiot Sensenbrenner.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Thursday Jukebox Praises Donna Summer
I remember listening to "This Time I Know It's For Real" and wishing that I was in my twenties and going to big city nightclubs.
Oh well, it's always 1989 in my mind.
And the video version
Oh well, it's always 1989 in my mind.
And the video version
Friday, September 29, 2006
Good Day New York: Good Morning Queens
Subversive or not, I am calling Good Day New York the gayest morning show on local television. Everyone on it is basically a queen, regardless of sexual orientation: There is Uber Queen, Jodi Applegate, who rules the roost and let's everyone know it; then there's Junior Queen, Ron Corning, who would be as powerful as Applegate if was there as long as she was; Weather Queen, Mike Woods does his best Al Roker-meets-Shemar Moore imitation ("oh gosh, li'l ol' me? I'm not trying to be a sex symbol); then there's Traffic Queen Stacy-Ann Gooden, who must have a huge legion of fans since I can't see how she gets into the promos when Lucy Noland doesn't; and finally there is News/Single Parent Queen Lucy Noland, who eerily resembles Ann Curry (even down to ethnicity) and often is the only person to mention that they have a life outside of the studio...in her case, it comes down to her being single with a bad dating pool.
Then there are two princesses: Anne Craig, who always seemed awkward doing hard news and then was put on the cute beat ("Anne About Town"), fortunately; and Mark Joyella, who actually was quite good on hard news, but transitioned pretty well to the Dave Price (read: jester) slot, since you know Mike Woods was never ever in a million years allow himself to act foolish oncamera. Interestingly, Joyella is the only man of unknown sexual orientation on this show, however, this show is so fused with a gay sensibility that he winds up coming off sexually ambiguous as a result. (This is a good thing in my book. I think we need more shows with a gay sensibility.)
Good Day New York follows the established format of virtually all morning shows: news, weather, traffic, infotainment, and repeat. What it excels in, however; is in personality--way more than CW11's Morning News or even Today. The anchors are extremely casual. Normally this is the kiss of death in news, but in morning news, this is an asset. As I type this, Applegate & Corning are doing the financial report with a man from Fox Business News and it sounds more like a watercooler conversation than a cut and dry business report.
This is followed by Anne Craig at the inventors' convention that was profiled on Today a few days ago. Being local as opposed to national news, Muhammad has to go to the mountain here (I am relishing using that expression to describe a Fox show), and Craig is at the Javits Center, cavorting along with the president of Wired Media. I don't know how she does it, but I could never get even close to her degree of perkiness at 7:40 in the morning. I couldn't be that upbeat at noon.
Mike Woods does the weather every ten minutes on Good Day New York, and I think I should probably explain why I aim for Mike Woods everytime I refer to this show on this piece of the internet. Quite frankly, I don't buy his schtick. He just comes across as very phony to me and I just want to see him make a misstep and admit that he's human like the rest of us. It's a bit incongruous with the rest of the show, and I wish he'd just get over himself. In addition, it is pretty much apparent that he or his handlers are trying to shape him as another weatherman fame whore, and I hate that trend. (Oddly enough, it never bothered me that Jillian Barberie does the same thing on Good Day LA, but is the weather in LA all that different from day-to-day? I think not.)
I think of the Good Day shows as being the example of how a morning news show should be: personality driven, but not a cult of personality--which is why I don't particularly think the station is being wise in hyping Jodi Applegate every ten seconds. I first got used to watching them when I lived in Burbank for four months and found Good Day LA vastly more interesting than anything else on television. Coincidentally, 2/3s of Good Day LA's anchor team comes from New York and the show could best be described as a shouting match. Conversely, the New York version is much more measured and laid back, I have always wondered why Fox never does an anchor exchange between the two for a week. It seems like a very good idea for a ratings stunt.
(Personally, I've always thought that the Milwaukee Fox affiliate should revamp their show under the Good Day format, since I think Milwaukeeans are much more earthier than Wake Up would suggest.)
Since this is a Fox show on a channel in a city served by the New York Post, it is rather interesting that a pro-Republican bias rarely comes up. I'm certainly not saying that it is never there, however. Earlier this morning, Applegate & Corning talked to Chris Wallace and did all they could to make him appear like a bruised David against Clinton's Goliath as opposed to actually asking him if Clinton's truthful allegation about Wallace doing a "conservative attack" on him was valid. Then again, that is not their place as members of sister networks, nor do have they established themselves as probing journalists. (I don't even think WNYW's tough-as-nails star anchor Rosanna Scotto would have the guts to ask Wallace that question.)
Getting back to the show's gay sensibility, I'm reminded of an incident that happened a few weeks ago when the picture of John Travolta kissing another man on the lips was making the rounds. Applegate commented that it was an interesting revelation, as did Gooden and Noland, who were eager to find out if it was evidence that Travolta is gay. What was interesting for me was the reaction of the show's two resident gay men: Corning could not bring himself to give an opinion whatsoever, meanwhile Woods brushed it off by saying that it "means nothing, [I] see men do that all the time." Men may kiss each other on the cheek all the time, Mike, but on the lips? I think not. The comment didn't boost his butch quotient as he might've hoped, but just made him seem rather, um, idiotic.
And of course, as I'm writing this, "Mamma Mia" is playing and both Applegate & Corning refer to themselves as "huge ABBA fans." This is to introduce a segment on mother/daughter rivalry. To their credit, the producers do not let Applegate fly solo on this segment. In fact, as a longtime viewer, I'd like to tell the producers to never let Applegate go solo, because she has a tendency to overwhelm the interviewee. I generally like Applegate, but she can be overbearing, as evidenced by the period over the Summer post-Chris Gailus. *
* This show really is a different animal with Ron Corning than it was with Gailus. Gailus served as the show's straight man (in more ways than one) and his awkwardness and geekiness became a pun onto itself. Corning, however, gives as good as he gets, and he gets a lot.
Now it is time for "Mark [Joyella]'s Mission." A daily scavenger hunt that they send Joyella on, thus proving himself to be the show's keen jester. It also makes him look a bit like Carson Kressley ("oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!") on the sidelines of the Super Bowl, if you know what I mean. Today's "mission" was to see if Mark could get people in a diner to do the wave. Of course, he does, but some of these "missions" are hard, such as trying to coerce people at Penn Station to do The Hustle in front of a TV camera.
Every Friday, the show becomes self-referential, and shockingly succeeds at it, with a segment entitled "Fox Soup," where they recap the bizarre and comical antics the Queens & Princesses have been tossed into from Monday to Thursday. Joyella recaps these goings on with a very heavy and pleasing degree of laconic sarcasm that you never see on The Daily Show, much less a news show. This week's tidbits: how many food cliches can Mark make versus Ernie Anastos, Corning & Dr. Keith Ablow talk about "teasing polygamy," dogs in a carrier bag ("if you don't want to carry your dog in a bag, we have something called a leash" says Mark), and Mike Woods screwing up Applegate's and Corning's first names ("Rodi & Jeff," Woods said, leading Joyella to hold up a picture of Applegate stating--with a comical sneer--"this is a Jodi").
And that was Good Day New York. After the week I've had watching other morning shows ranging from the superficial to banal to downright abysmal, I think I'll keep the Good Day New York/Today mixture I've been taking.
Then there are two princesses: Anne Craig, who always seemed awkward doing hard news and then was put on the cute beat ("Anne About Town"), fortunately; and Mark Joyella, who actually was quite good on hard news, but transitioned pretty well to the Dave Price (read: jester) slot, since you know Mike Woods was never ever in a million years allow himself to act foolish oncamera. Interestingly, Joyella is the only man of unknown sexual orientation on this show, however, this show is so fused with a gay sensibility that he winds up coming off sexually ambiguous as a result. (This is a good thing in my book. I think we need more shows with a gay sensibility.)
Good Day New York follows the established format of virtually all morning shows: news, weather, traffic, infotainment, and repeat. What it excels in, however; is in personality--way more than CW11's Morning News or even Today. The anchors are extremely casual. Normally this is the kiss of death in news, but in morning news, this is an asset. As I type this, Applegate & Corning are doing the financial report with a man from Fox Business News and it sounds more like a watercooler conversation than a cut and dry business report.
This is followed by Anne Craig at the inventors' convention that was profiled on Today a few days ago. Being local as opposed to national news, Muhammad has to go to the mountain here (I am relishing using that expression to describe a Fox show), and Craig is at the Javits Center, cavorting along with the president of Wired Media. I don't know how she does it, but I could never get even close to her degree of perkiness at 7:40 in the morning. I couldn't be that upbeat at noon.
Mike Woods does the weather every ten minutes on Good Day New York, and I think I should probably explain why I aim for Mike Woods everytime I refer to this show on this piece of the internet. Quite frankly, I don't buy his schtick. He just comes across as very phony to me and I just want to see him make a misstep and admit that he's human like the rest of us. It's a bit incongruous with the rest of the show, and I wish he'd just get over himself. In addition, it is pretty much apparent that he or his handlers are trying to shape him as another weatherman fame whore, and I hate that trend. (Oddly enough, it never bothered me that Jillian Barberie does the same thing on Good Day LA, but is the weather in LA all that different from day-to-day? I think not.)
I think of the Good Day shows as being the example of how a morning news show should be: personality driven, but not a cult of personality--which is why I don't particularly think the station is being wise in hyping Jodi Applegate every ten seconds. I first got used to watching them when I lived in Burbank for four months and found Good Day LA vastly more interesting than anything else on television. Coincidentally, 2/3s of Good Day LA's anchor team comes from New York and the show could best be described as a shouting match. Conversely, the New York version is much more measured and laid back, I have always wondered why Fox never does an anchor exchange between the two for a week. It seems like a very good idea for a ratings stunt.
(Personally, I've always thought that the Milwaukee Fox affiliate should revamp their show under the Good Day format, since I think Milwaukeeans are much more earthier than Wake Up would suggest.)
Since this is a Fox show on a channel in a city served by the New York Post, it is rather interesting that a pro-Republican bias rarely comes up. I'm certainly not saying that it is never there, however. Earlier this morning, Applegate & Corning talked to Chris Wallace and did all they could to make him appear like a bruised David against Clinton's Goliath as opposed to actually asking him if Clinton's truthful allegation about Wallace doing a "conservative attack" on him was valid. Then again, that is not their place as members of sister networks, nor do have they established themselves as probing journalists. (I don't even think WNYW's tough-as-nails star anchor Rosanna Scotto would have the guts to ask Wallace that question.)
Getting back to the show's gay sensibility, I'm reminded of an incident that happened a few weeks ago when the picture of John Travolta kissing another man on the lips was making the rounds. Applegate commented that it was an interesting revelation, as did Gooden and Noland, who were eager to find out if it was evidence that Travolta is gay. What was interesting for me was the reaction of the show's two resident gay men: Corning could not bring himself to give an opinion whatsoever, meanwhile Woods brushed it off by saying that it "means nothing, [I] see men do that all the time." Men may kiss each other on the cheek all the time, Mike, but on the lips? I think not. The comment didn't boost his butch quotient as he might've hoped, but just made him seem rather, um, idiotic.
And of course, as I'm writing this, "Mamma Mia" is playing and both Applegate & Corning refer to themselves as "huge ABBA fans." This is to introduce a segment on mother/daughter rivalry. To their credit, the producers do not let Applegate fly solo on this segment. In fact, as a longtime viewer, I'd like to tell the producers to never let Applegate go solo, because she has a tendency to overwhelm the interviewee. I generally like Applegate, but she can be overbearing, as evidenced by the period over the Summer post-Chris Gailus. *
* This show really is a different animal with Ron Corning than it was with Gailus. Gailus served as the show's straight man (in more ways than one) and his awkwardness and geekiness became a pun onto itself. Corning, however, gives as good as he gets, and he gets a lot.
Now it is time for "Mark [Joyella]'s Mission." A daily scavenger hunt that they send Joyella on, thus proving himself to be the show's keen jester. It also makes him look a bit like Carson Kressley ("oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!") on the sidelines of the Super Bowl, if you know what I mean. Today's "mission" was to see if Mark could get people in a diner to do the wave. Of course, he does, but some of these "missions" are hard, such as trying to coerce people at Penn Station to do The Hustle in front of a TV camera.
Every Friday, the show becomes self-referential, and shockingly succeeds at it, with a segment entitled "Fox Soup," where they recap the bizarre and comical antics the Queens & Princesses have been tossed into from Monday to Thursday. Joyella recaps these goings on with a very heavy and pleasing degree of laconic sarcasm that you never see on The Daily Show, much less a news show. This week's tidbits: how many food cliches can Mark make versus Ernie Anastos, Corning & Dr. Keith Ablow talk about "teasing polygamy," dogs in a carrier bag ("if you don't want to carry your dog in a bag, we have something called a leash" says Mark), and Mike Woods screwing up Applegate's and Corning's first names ("Rodi & Jeff," Woods said, leading Joyella to hold up a picture of Applegate stating--with a comical sneer--"this is a Jodi").
And that was Good Day New York. After the week I've had watching other morning shows ranging from the superficial to banal to downright abysmal, I think I'll keep the Good Day New York/Today mixture I've been taking.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
The CW11 Morning News: If Robots Did The News
In general, I have a preference for a local news show over a national one. I tend to find the local news shows full of more personality and quirks instead of shine and gloss. You would generally think that a show in New York would be personality amplified.
And for the most part you would be right, except for this one.
For starters, maybe it's me, but it is a bit bizarre that the Morning News seems to have a virtually all-female anchor team, the only male being co-anchor John Muller who looks like an android version of Richard Carpenter. Male or female, neither of them could muster a smile beyond a grin or get their voice slightly above monotone. Even the entertainment reporter, Emily Frances, sounded like she would rather be somewhere else...which is the kiss of death in entertainment news.
What I find interesting is that no one has any chemistry with each other. Now, I'm not saying that the have to be a "morning zoo" type of show with comedy galore, but this is a group of people who don't even seem like they want to be there. Even the people on the abysmal Wake Up Milwaukee act like they like each other.
Morning News gets some injection of life when Dr. Steve (late of WNYW) comes on to talk about health, and boy does that say something if medical news is more interesting than anything else.
Morning News is so dull that they provide a rundown on the station's website of what they will be talking about and when they will do it. The menu today does not bode well for me: Tracey Ullman, a preview of Open Season, and The Doodlebops--a children's group that tortured me on Today sometime ago.
I may very well have to break my vow and cut this short after one hour. I can easily envision that two hours of this would put me in a foul mood for the remainder of the day.
The more I look at this show, I start thinking what does this show remind me of. It doesn't sound nor look like a New York morning show, in fact dare I say it, this is like KTLA, the Los Angeles CW affiliate that seems to suffer from the same monotony, but is undeniably Los Angeles. This is LA television in New York, with no personality.
Some minor interest comes from meterologist Linda Church's malfunctioning computer--which she threatens to burn, but she decides to stall for time by relating inane weather facts. (Mike Woods does not even do that.)
Again, I'm reminded that this is the first (read: showcase) hour, when everyone supposedly has their A-game. Emily Frances's A-game is apparently a clip show of the characters from Open Season. Oy.
Julie Chang comes on with her "Truly Julie" segment. Today's segment is about kid inventors. I cannot begin to tell you how boring this show is. It even makes me wish for the horrifying NYC TV shows on WNBC every late morning.
At this point, I am now 6 minutes away from changing over to The Early Show. (Yes, I said it: The Early Show seems more promising than this.) The final nail in the coffin is a teaser about Star Trek memorabilia.
On deck: Good Day New York or Good Morning, Upper Eastside Queens
And for the most part you would be right, except for this one.
For starters, maybe it's me, but it is a bit bizarre that the Morning News seems to have a virtually all-female anchor team, the only male being co-anchor John Muller who looks like an android version of Richard Carpenter. Male or female, neither of them could muster a smile beyond a grin or get their voice slightly above monotone. Even the entertainment reporter, Emily Frances, sounded like she would rather be somewhere else...which is the kiss of death in entertainment news.
What I find interesting is that no one has any chemistry with each other. Now, I'm not saying that the have to be a "morning zoo" type of show with comedy galore, but this is a group of people who don't even seem like they want to be there. Even the people on the abysmal Wake Up Milwaukee act like they like each other.
Morning News gets some injection of life when Dr. Steve (late of WNYW) comes on to talk about health, and boy does that say something if medical news is more interesting than anything else.
Morning News is so dull that they provide a rundown on the station's website of what they will be talking about and when they will do it. The menu today does not bode well for me: Tracey Ullman, a preview of Open Season, and The Doodlebops--a children's group that tortured me on Today sometime ago.
I may very well have to break my vow and cut this short after one hour. I can easily envision that two hours of this would put me in a foul mood for the remainder of the day.
The more I look at this show, I start thinking what does this show remind me of. It doesn't sound nor look like a New York morning show, in fact dare I say it, this is like KTLA, the Los Angeles CW affiliate that seems to suffer from the same monotony, but is undeniably Los Angeles. This is LA television in New York, with no personality.
Some minor interest comes from meterologist Linda Church's malfunctioning computer--which she threatens to burn, but she decides to stall for time by relating inane weather facts. (Mike Woods does not even do that.)
Again, I'm reminded that this is the first (read: showcase) hour, when everyone supposedly has their A-game. Emily Frances's A-game is apparently a clip show of the characters from Open Season. Oy.
Julie Chang comes on with her "Truly Julie" segment. Today's segment is about kid inventors. I cannot begin to tell you how boring this show is. It even makes me wish for the horrifying NYC TV shows on WNBC every late morning.
At this point, I am now 6 minutes away from changing over to The Early Show. (Yes, I said it: The Early Show seems more promising than this.) The final nail in the coffin is a teaser about Star Trek memorabilia.
On deck: Good Day New York or Good Morning, Upper Eastside Queens
La Pirro Is La Tylo
La Pirro says she was under federal investigation for trying to wiretap her husband to see if he was having an affair.
And guess who's involved? Bernard Kerik.
Now has anybody ever seen Jeanine Pirro & Hunter Tylo in the same room together, because this is straight out of a subplot from The Bold & The Beautiful.
And guess who's involved? Bernard Kerik.
Now has anybody ever seen Jeanine Pirro & Hunter Tylo in the same room together, because this is straight out of a subplot from The Bold & The Beautiful.
Today: I Hope Somebody Is Pickpocketing Those Tourists
A disclaimer: I was having a very nice dream about myself and a handsome flight attendant flirting over duty free on a UTA flight from Milwaukee to New York, when I was woken up to watch this. Needless to say, Matt Lauer & Co. cannot compare to the charms of a bespectacled 33 year old frenchman with a buzzcut and 45" chest bursting out of his uniform.
Although I have watched it for as long as I can remember, The Today Show has worked my nerves ever since they got that cockamamie idea of having a crowd right outside the studio. I don't get the appeal whatsoever. If someone showed up on the streets of Rockefeller Center with a sign saying "Hello Hikaru," then I would kindly inform them that if they feel the need to say "hi" publicly, they should call me on a speakerphone.
Anyway, Today, rightly or wrongly is considered the gold standard of morning television. I can see how, it combines the celebrity factor of GMA with the probing of The Early Show, and--as Tom Cruise and Anne Coulter can attest to--Matt Lauer is not afraid to go there. However, they still have that daft crowd lingering in the background.
Much has been said in recent days about the new set of Today--the one that they were working on all summer. Well, it looks like any cut-and-dry snooty lounge (think Therapy, but all in orange and blue) I've been to. All that is missing is a DJ looking hipper-than-thou in the background and servers trying desperately to not to drop drinks on the pretentious clientele.
The other new addition to Today, of course, is Meredith Vieira. She is not Katie Couric. That is not a slight, nor is it effusive praise. I'm just saying that she is not Katie Couric. She is, however, very genial and far from wanting to steamroll her personality onto the audience. She's also very aware of the fact that the show is now all in HD (because believe you me, Rob Morrison has forgotten that WNBC is now all doing all their news in HD as well).
Now that I've just praised Today, I now come to dump on it. For starters, Natalie Morales. What is her purpose on days when Ann Curry is there? She just sort of sits there and smiles, waiting for someone to switch her off. Then there's Al Roker, who really should learn that all we need to know is the weather and not try to build his own cult of personality. (Although, I will say that only Al Roker could interview Star Jones and nonverbally communicate to the audience at home that nobody was buying what she was selling.)
Then there's the cutesy aspect of the show. This isn't so much something that the anchors say, but rather what the director chooses to show. There will always be certain shots you can count on seeing during any episode of Today: at some point, some child will be hoisted into the air by their parents--clearly oblivious to the fact that the child does not want to be front and centre; Matt Lauer & Meredith Vieira will try to do a promo for a very serious story while Pat & Harvey from Boise go "I'm on tv! I'm in New York City!" in the background; and they will cut to Al Roker too early surprising him.
Unfortunately, Today is in one of their "Let's Throw A Heterosexuals-Only Wedding" multiweek parties. On the plus side, Meredith doesn't slop sugar as much as Katie Couric did, but god almighty, I do hate these segments. Homophobic exclusion aside, I can't stand these. It's 8:20 in the morning and the last thing I want to see is people grinning from ear to ear and shitting sunshine, to be blunt. Luckily, the WNBC news break comes just in time to rescue me.
Today during it's 3 hour run goes through peaks and valleys. The first half hour starts strong, then it gets into a minor valley in the second, the third half-hour goes down somewhat, then it hits close to rock bottom in the fourth half-hour, it redeems itself somewhat in the fifth, and then just comes crashing to the ground at the end. Understandably, this means that I am not looking forward to the 8:30-9 half-hour. Today's one is a classic: cooking meals you will never eat as well as warnings that women are wasting their money...and no one gets the irony.
I have never understood why they have cooking segments on television. Not once have I ever been inspired to cook a recipe seen on television, nor have I eaten something that someone prepared after seeing it on television. Maybe some people do, but I have never come across them. Today, Matt Lauer is aiding/leering at Nigella Lawson, a woman whose breasts threaten to become part of the recipe itself. They are ostensibly making spaghetti and other "comfort foods," but all they are really doing is making me nauseous. Once upon a time, I was able to eat breakfast, but then I started watching Today, and my ability to have solid food in the morning disappeared.
Then it's Jean Chatzky's segment. She seems to be on this show every single day, and somehow manages to write a book. Every single time she is on this show, she has one message: "Ladies, you're spending too much!" Why are women singled out, Jean? And, um, if you're telling us that we're spending too much, then why do we have to buy your book to learn how to be frugal? Just put it up on a free website. Somehow, I suspect that Jean herself is deep in credit card debt and is trying to climb out of it by telling people that they're spending too much. It screams pyramid scheme to me. I don't buy into her argument that women need more money than men because they live longer. I can't wrap my head around the fact that since I'll live a statistically shorter life than my female cousin, I can go and spend money like there is no tomorrow. Not buying it--in both senses of the phrase.
Gene Shallit closes out the half-hour with his review of Everyone's Hero. The only interesting thing about Gene's reviews is that you can wonder why that man decides to show himself in public looking like he spent his life sticking his fingers into electric sockets. Otherwise, it's rave, rave, rave unless it's Brokeback Mountain, or a film that might be perceived as just tiniest bit challenging.
(Joe Avellar for some reason is doing the local news break at 8:55. If someone would explain to me why I find him very sexy, despite the fact that he's extremely avuncular, I would appreciate it.)
The fifth half-hour opens with Matt & Al (Meredith can't appear in the third hour, due to her contract with Disney) discussing why Eighties fashion is returning. If that sounds like a recipe for uncomfortable television to you, then you'd be quite correct. Even though Natalie Morales--who is no Ann Curry (and that is a slam against Morales)-- gives a competent news digest, the show takes a nose dive into inanity by having Al Roker talking to the new Ivory Soap family. I don't care. I also don't care about Natalie Morales and some woman from eBay (!) trying to convince us of why overpriced Eighties knockoffs are chic. Third hour, I now dub thee "the hour of blatant shilling," because all I see here so far are people working for their kickbacks.
Al Roker then stumbles his way through a report about getting your vitamins from fruit. Some genius decides to play the NBC News Special Report music to open it, and gives me an unnecessary scare. There are few sounds that can shock to me to the core, a Special Report theme is one of them since you know it never is going to be good news. (The other one is the old Emergency Broadcasting System siren. Thank god, that has been replaced on most channels with something much more melodic.I always suspected that those things were causing heart attacks and epileptic fits.) Anyway, why is this a report? Do some people really not know that you get calcium from milk? And again, who told Al Roker that he should do more than just the weather? Not everyone who watches the third hour of Today is stupid.
Coming up on the final half-hour: Tony Bennett & Michael Buble'. The ad with Teri Hatcher swinging her hair about was more interesting than the prospect of hearing and seeing those two perform. I hate crooning, just so you know.
The final half-hour opens with this android they have been yammering about all morning long. I truly believe that these people are genuinely threatened by it, judging by the amount of nervous jokes they have been making about a relatively lifelike android. Then Al & Natalie--because Today is basically 12 Little Indians with anchors disappearing over its 3 hours--prattle on about nothing at all. Seriously, I was listening closely and I can't recall a single sodding thing that they said, and I have captioning on.
The android is apparently part of some invention shindig that GE is co-sponsoring. The show's resident technology guru (read: geek complete with glasses, but he wears jeans so he's "hip") goes through umpteen different inventions while Al Roker makes a fool out of himself. I feel like I'm watching a car crash.
Oh lord, it's "American Story" today, Today's mawkish attempt to replicate Charles Kuralt's folksy travelogues with Bob Dotson as Il Kuralt. Dotson is no Kuralt, no matter how hard he tries. Today, he's featuring a bunch of middle-aged (and that's being generous, because these men look geriatric zombies) men who have restarted their garage band. All I can say is that if I was related to them, I'd change my name and burn my family tree down.
Bennett & Buble' next, and I feel a bit puzzled by why Tony Bennett is on again less than week after appearing on Today to promote yet another duets album. Who's buying these albums, and can we possibly incapacitate them? It seems that every singer off the hit parade these days is doing a duet album, and the fact of the matter is that they all sound and look like desperate attempts to maintain some type of relevance.
Anyway, that's neither here nor there and the whole segment is blissfully free of any audience reaction shots, so I gather I should be grateful for little mercies.
Thus ends 3 hours of Today, still the best national show, but flawed as hell. I still hope that somebody is pickpocketing those tourists.
(Mysteriously, Rob Morrison returns to do the final local news break. What the devil is going on at Rockefeller Center?)
On deck: The CW11 Morning News or Hair! or "Probably The Most Mind-Numbing Two Hours in My Whole Life (and I've seen The Early Show)"
Although I have watched it for as long as I can remember, The Today Show has worked my nerves ever since they got that cockamamie idea of having a crowd right outside the studio. I don't get the appeal whatsoever. If someone showed up on the streets of Rockefeller Center with a sign saying "Hello Hikaru," then I would kindly inform them that if they feel the need to say "hi" publicly, they should call me on a speakerphone.
Anyway, Today, rightly or wrongly is considered the gold standard of morning television. I can see how, it combines the celebrity factor of GMA with the probing of The Early Show, and--as Tom Cruise and Anne Coulter can attest to--Matt Lauer is not afraid to go there. However, they still have that daft crowd lingering in the background.
Much has been said in recent days about the new set of Today--the one that they were working on all summer. Well, it looks like any cut-and-dry snooty lounge (think Therapy, but all in orange and blue) I've been to. All that is missing is a DJ looking hipper-than-thou in the background and servers trying desperately to not to drop drinks on the pretentious clientele.
The other new addition to Today, of course, is Meredith Vieira. She is not Katie Couric. That is not a slight, nor is it effusive praise. I'm just saying that she is not Katie Couric. She is, however, very genial and far from wanting to steamroll her personality onto the audience. She's also very aware of the fact that the show is now all in HD (because believe you me, Rob Morrison has forgotten that WNBC is now all doing all their news in HD as well).
Now that I've just praised Today, I now come to dump on it. For starters, Natalie Morales. What is her purpose on days when Ann Curry is there? She just sort of sits there and smiles, waiting for someone to switch her off. Then there's Al Roker, who really should learn that all we need to know is the weather and not try to build his own cult of personality. (Although, I will say that only Al Roker could interview Star Jones and nonverbally communicate to the audience at home that nobody was buying what she was selling.)
Then there's the cutesy aspect of the show. This isn't so much something that the anchors say, but rather what the director chooses to show. There will always be certain shots you can count on seeing during any episode of Today: at some point, some child will be hoisted into the air by their parents--clearly oblivious to the fact that the child does not want to be front and centre; Matt Lauer & Meredith Vieira will try to do a promo for a very serious story while Pat & Harvey from Boise go "I'm on tv! I'm in New York City!" in the background; and they will cut to Al Roker too early surprising him.
Unfortunately, Today is in one of their "Let's Throw A Heterosexuals-Only Wedding" multiweek parties. On the plus side, Meredith doesn't slop sugar as much as Katie Couric did, but god almighty, I do hate these segments. Homophobic exclusion aside, I can't stand these. It's 8:20 in the morning and the last thing I want to see is people grinning from ear to ear and shitting sunshine, to be blunt. Luckily, the WNBC news break comes just in time to rescue me.
Today during it's 3 hour run goes through peaks and valleys. The first half hour starts strong, then it gets into a minor valley in the second, the third half-hour goes down somewhat, then it hits close to rock bottom in the fourth half-hour, it redeems itself somewhat in the fifth, and then just comes crashing to the ground at the end. Understandably, this means that I am not looking forward to the 8:30-9 half-hour. Today's one is a classic: cooking meals you will never eat as well as warnings that women are wasting their money...and no one gets the irony.
I have never understood why they have cooking segments on television. Not once have I ever been inspired to cook a recipe seen on television, nor have I eaten something that someone prepared after seeing it on television. Maybe some people do, but I have never come across them. Today, Matt Lauer is aiding/leering at Nigella Lawson, a woman whose breasts threaten to become part of the recipe itself. They are ostensibly making spaghetti and other "comfort foods," but all they are really doing is making me nauseous. Once upon a time, I was able to eat breakfast, but then I started watching Today, and my ability to have solid food in the morning disappeared.
Then it's Jean Chatzky's segment. She seems to be on this show every single day, and somehow manages to write a book. Every single time she is on this show, she has one message: "Ladies, you're spending too much!" Why are women singled out, Jean? And, um, if you're telling us that we're spending too much, then why do we have to buy your book to learn how to be frugal? Just put it up on a free website. Somehow, I suspect that Jean herself is deep in credit card debt and is trying to climb out of it by telling people that they're spending too much. It screams pyramid scheme to me. I don't buy into her argument that women need more money than men because they live longer. I can't wrap my head around the fact that since I'll live a statistically shorter life than my female cousin, I can go and spend money like there is no tomorrow. Not buying it--in both senses of the phrase.
Gene Shallit closes out the half-hour with his review of Everyone's Hero. The only interesting thing about Gene's reviews is that you can wonder why that man decides to show himself in public looking like he spent his life sticking his fingers into electric sockets. Otherwise, it's rave, rave, rave unless it's Brokeback Mountain, or a film that might be perceived as just tiniest bit challenging.
(Joe Avellar for some reason is doing the local news break at 8:55. If someone would explain to me why I find him very sexy, despite the fact that he's extremely avuncular, I would appreciate it.)
The fifth half-hour opens with Matt & Al (Meredith can't appear in the third hour, due to her contract with Disney) discussing why Eighties fashion is returning. If that sounds like a recipe for uncomfortable television to you, then you'd be quite correct. Even though Natalie Morales--who is no Ann Curry (and that is a slam against Morales)-- gives a competent news digest, the show takes a nose dive into inanity by having Al Roker talking to the new Ivory Soap family. I don't care. I also don't care about Natalie Morales and some woman from eBay (!) trying to convince us of why overpriced Eighties knockoffs are chic. Third hour, I now dub thee "the hour of blatant shilling," because all I see here so far are people working for their kickbacks.
Al Roker then stumbles his way through a report about getting your vitamins from fruit. Some genius decides to play the NBC News Special Report music to open it, and gives me an unnecessary scare. There are few sounds that can shock to me to the core, a Special Report theme is one of them since you know it never is going to be good news. (The other one is the old Emergency Broadcasting System siren. Thank god, that has been replaced on most channels with something much more melodic.I always suspected that those things were causing heart attacks and epileptic fits.) Anyway, why is this a report? Do some people really not know that you get calcium from milk? And again, who told Al Roker that he should do more than just the weather? Not everyone who watches the third hour of Today is stupid.
Coming up on the final half-hour: Tony Bennett & Michael Buble'. The ad with Teri Hatcher swinging her hair about was more interesting than the prospect of hearing and seeing those two perform. I hate crooning, just so you know.
The final half-hour opens with this android they have been yammering about all morning long. I truly believe that these people are genuinely threatened by it, judging by the amount of nervous jokes they have been making about a relatively lifelike android. Then Al & Natalie--because Today is basically 12 Little Indians with anchors disappearing over its 3 hours--prattle on about nothing at all. Seriously, I was listening closely and I can't recall a single sodding thing that they said, and I have captioning on.
The android is apparently part of some invention shindig that GE is co-sponsoring. The show's resident technology guru (read: geek complete with glasses, but he wears jeans so he's "hip") goes through umpteen different inventions while Al Roker makes a fool out of himself. I feel like I'm watching a car crash.
Oh lord, it's "American Story" today, Today's mawkish attempt to replicate Charles Kuralt's folksy travelogues with Bob Dotson as Il Kuralt. Dotson is no Kuralt, no matter how hard he tries. Today, he's featuring a bunch of middle-aged (and that's being generous, because these men look geriatric zombies) men who have restarted their garage band. All I can say is that if I was related to them, I'd change my name and burn my family tree down.
Bennett & Buble' next, and I feel a bit puzzled by why Tony Bennett is on again less than week after appearing on Today to promote yet another duets album. Who's buying these albums, and can we possibly incapacitate them? It seems that every singer off the hit parade these days is doing a duet album, and the fact of the matter is that they all sound and look like desperate attempts to maintain some type of relevance.
Anyway, that's neither here nor there and the whole segment is blissfully free of any audience reaction shots, so I gather I should be grateful for little mercies.
Thus ends 3 hours of Today, still the best national show, but flawed as hell. I still hope that somebody is pickpocketing those tourists.
(Mysteriously, Rob Morrison returns to do the final local news break. What the devil is going on at Rockefeller Center?)
On deck: The CW11 Morning News or Hair! or "Probably The Most Mind-Numbing Two Hours in My Whole Life (and I've seen The Early Show)"
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
The Early Show: Who Are You (I Really Wanna Know)
For starters, I will admit that The Early Show is coming in with pretty much a serious bias against it, and it's no real fault of theirs. On Tuesdays, I tend to be pretty groggy first thing and it takes me awhile to get alert. So basically, I'm staring at the television thinking "who are you people and what are you talking about?" It also doesn't help that I don't have the time to sit through the full two hours this Tuesday.
Nonetheless, this show moves quickly, within the first 14 minutes, Harry Smith (who apart from Julie Chen and "weatherman" Dave Price is the only person on screen who I knew) covered about 3 stories with relative depth, joked around Dave Price, and then introduced a story about the New Orleans Saints returning to The Superdome. I haven't even had my morning cigarette yet.
The Early Show seems to have the same wagging-finger-"Back in my day, they didn't do that" tone that parts of Sunday Morning have. Appropriately, they give these stories to Harry Smith, who used to host that bastion of wagging-finger television: A&E's Biography. Meanwhile the female co-anchors: Julie Chen, Hannah Storm, and Rene Styler smile in the background, and Dave Price mugs like Al Roker.
I've always noticed that CBS News shows for some reason have this gauze fliter over them that makes everything look very...um...hazy. I don't know why CBS News does this, but I've noticed it on every single CBS News programme I've seen on several different stations. It's like looking at television from the womb. I guess wagging-finger television wants to make everything look as cozy as possible to its viewers.
What surprises me is that I remember when this show started they were trying to make CBS's morning show more appealing to a wider spectrum (that's why they hired Bryant Gumbel). Well, you can do as many tie-ins to CBS & CW programming and talk about current pop stars, but the show just seems so "blah" like Metamucil.
Interestingly, the format of The Early Show is rather freeform, there is no set time for a news digest--in fact, I don't think there is no real news digest on this show. Dave Price is thrown in randomly just to liven up the preceedings. If there is any pattern or format that emerges it's this: Harry Smith: Be Scared; Julie Chen: Celebrity talk; Hannah Storm: Sports or "isn't that cool?;" Rene Styler: Lifestyle segments. They may try to switch them all around on occasion, but even if Harry Smith is talking about a dog on surfboard, my gut reaction is telling me to be scared, and I could not possibly take Julie Chen talking about a nuclear arms proliferation with any degree of sincerity.
Next on the "let's scare you first thing in the morning" theme: A rash of armed robberies in LA restaurants. I haven't even had my protein shake yet and you're already trying to keep me from leaving home. This is followed by a story about doctors not telling patients all they need to about their prescriptions. Oh joy! I can't leave home and I can't trust my doctor to tell me the truth about the anti-anxiety medication I'd need in order to leave the home.
All of this wouldn't be a problem, if the show wasn't so damn sober. They may put a harmonica on the bumpers, and use a very light conversational voice in talking about subjects, but you just get the sense that they are dying to pull the rug out from under you. It's like "isn't Jessica Simpson crazy? Now, let's talking about impending world war." As baffling as Good Morning America was to me, at least they eased you into the downer subjects. Would Walter Kronkite approve?
And the big stories of the second hour? Dogs who swim and Dave Price's trip to Vancouver to hang/mug around backstage with John Mayer.
Come back Bryant, all is forgiven. This show needs someone with a caustic sense of humour.
On deck: Today or "3 Hours at The Rockefeller Center Bar, Lounge, and Tourist Office"
Nonetheless, this show moves quickly, within the first 14 minutes, Harry Smith (who apart from Julie Chen and "weatherman" Dave Price is the only person on screen who I knew) covered about 3 stories with relative depth, joked around Dave Price, and then introduced a story about the New Orleans Saints returning to The Superdome. I haven't even had my morning cigarette yet.
The Early Show seems to have the same wagging-finger-"Back in my day, they didn't do that" tone that parts of Sunday Morning have. Appropriately, they give these stories to Harry Smith, who used to host that bastion of wagging-finger television: A&E's Biography. Meanwhile the female co-anchors: Julie Chen, Hannah Storm, and Rene Styler smile in the background, and Dave Price mugs like Al Roker.
I've always noticed that CBS News shows for some reason have this gauze fliter over them that makes everything look very...um...hazy. I don't know why CBS News does this, but I've noticed it on every single CBS News programme I've seen on several different stations. It's like looking at television from the womb. I guess wagging-finger television wants to make everything look as cozy as possible to its viewers.
What surprises me is that I remember when this show started they were trying to make CBS's morning show more appealing to a wider spectrum (that's why they hired Bryant Gumbel). Well, you can do as many tie-ins to CBS & CW programming and talk about current pop stars, but the show just seems so "blah" like Metamucil.
Interestingly, the format of The Early Show is rather freeform, there is no set time for a news digest--in fact, I don't think there is no real news digest on this show. Dave Price is thrown in randomly just to liven up the preceedings. If there is any pattern or format that emerges it's this: Harry Smith: Be Scared; Julie Chen: Celebrity talk; Hannah Storm: Sports or "isn't that cool?;" Rene Styler: Lifestyle segments. They may try to switch them all around on occasion, but even if Harry Smith is talking about a dog on surfboard, my gut reaction is telling me to be scared, and I could not possibly take Julie Chen talking about a nuclear arms proliferation with any degree of sincerity.
Next on the "let's scare you first thing in the morning" theme: A rash of armed robberies in LA restaurants. I haven't even had my protein shake yet and you're already trying to keep me from leaving home. This is followed by a story about doctors not telling patients all they need to about their prescriptions. Oh joy! I can't leave home and I can't trust my doctor to tell me the truth about the anti-anxiety medication I'd need in order to leave the home.
All of this wouldn't be a problem, if the show wasn't so damn sober. They may put a harmonica on the bumpers, and use a very light conversational voice in talking about subjects, but you just get the sense that they are dying to pull the rug out from under you. It's like "isn't Jessica Simpson crazy? Now, let's talking about impending world war." As baffling as Good Morning America was to me, at least they eased you into the downer subjects. Would Walter Kronkite approve?
And the big stories of the second hour? Dogs who swim and Dave Price's trip to Vancouver to hang/mug around backstage with John Mayer.
Come back Bryant, all is forgiven. This show needs someone with a caustic sense of humour.
On deck: Today or "3 Hours at The Rockefeller Center Bar, Lounge, and Tourist Office"
Monday, September 25, 2006
Good Morning America: What Have You Done To Deserve This?
Perhaps I really have been watching too much Good Day New York, because it makes total sense that all the on-camera people on Good Morning America are rather detached and not firing on a million cylinders. In fact, the only person I could describe as perky is Sam Champion--who really does belong there more than the evening local news. (Not because he's that great per se, it's more that he is really upbeat.)
Diane Sawyer is undeniably the ruler of this roost, and I always wonder if on some level she's thinking "What Have I Done To Deserve This?" She's very poised, clipped, and relatively serious--albeit without coming across as above it all. It's just that it strikes me as odd that someone who has done many high-profile, indepth interviews is giving her comments on surfers over the tune from Hawaii 5-0.
Then there's Robin Roberts, who today is in New Orleans to celebrate the return of the Saints. I'm a bit hesitant to judge her since she's outside of her normal position as co-anchor, but she just seems like a total non-entity. Apparently the fact that she's from the Gulf Coast is the only real remarkable aspect about her.
Taking, I guess, the "Ann Curry" role is Chris Cuomo, of that Cuomo political family which you are thinking about. Granted, he's very good-looking, but this man just looks like a deer caught in the headlights. I don't know if it's the fact that HD makes his blue eyes very blue, but I can't help but wonder if he's running around offcamera thinking "where's my copy? where's my copy?"
Finally there's Sam Champion. I don't know what to really make out of Sam Champion. I've always thought that he was a LA weatherman who took a wrong turn and wound up in New York. He's too waxed, buffed, sunshine for New York local television. (Or for CNN for that matter.) He is, however; perfect for morning television on a national level. He's like Al Roker without the excessive jollyness. You just get the impression that Sam is like "yeah, whatever, get me a soy burger" when the camera is off.
I grew up in a Today household, so the few times I watched Good Morning America were during the Charlie (now Charles) Gibson-Joan Lunden era. My impression of it at that time was that it was extremely saccharine and low on substance. Of course, since it was run by ABC Entertainment at the time, that sort of mood made sense. Well, it's undeniably run by ABC News now because it is serious, serious, serious. This is not a bad thing, as I said above. See, at 7 in the morning, I am not upbeat and I do not want people to force me to be upbeat. I just want information and that's just what they seem to do--at least during the first hour.
Come 8, Diane's pageant show background kicks in. She starts slopping the sugar left, right, and centre. It's kind of unsettling for me. Oddly enough, Chris Cuomo starts getting more serious (even Ann Curry starts giving the news in a more relaxed tone during the 2nd hour and she's got another hour after that). The man even delivers a story about a Target being held up--over an Elmo doll--with the gravitas normally applied for world summits. He still looks like a deer caught in the headlights.
If there is a segment that seemed to define the second hour of GMA, it would be the next segment where Diane interviewed Oprah Winfrey and her friend Gayle King. Major media figures talking to each other as if it's a coffee klatsch. I will cut them some minor slack since the second hour of any morning show is frothy, but this is just weird. Diane Sawyer is interviewing Oprah Winfrey and there are thousands of probing questions to be asked, but they aren't. Now, it's likely that Oprah wouldn't answer them, but again, just on a symbolic level: Diane Sawyer, Oprah Winfrey; this shouldn't be a disposable interview.
This is followed up by Robin Roberts interviewing The Edge & Billy Joe Armstrong about a charity in New Orleans that helps give musicians their lost instruments. Probing, this is not. Informative? Maybe. By the way, Robin Roberts is still a non-entity, strange since her background is in sports where personality is everything.
I'm starting to wonder why GMA is coming across as less grating than Today, and finally it dawned upon me, they aren't constantly cutting away to the tourist audience with thousands of daft signs for "Granma," nor are they omnipresent in every single segment as they are in Today. Thank god for that. Peculiarly, the show seems to run shorter than its NBC rival. The 8-8:25 segment consisted of a very quick news segment, Diane talks to Oprah & Gayle, and Robin's interview. Next thing I know, Lori Stokes is doing local news. (By the way, Lori Stokes should have Robin Roberts job.)
The last half-hour begins with another possible probing interview that will likely fall into the coffee foam: Marcia Cross. You know you want that question to be asked. I know I do, but if Oprah didn't get challenged, you know they won't play hardball with an ABC celebrity on a top-rated show. Interestingly after Chris Cuomo's stunned delivery of the news (news at 8:30? I like you people), they cut to Sam Champion talking about a blood drive, which he can't participate in. Nor can I, nor can most people that I know. This is an exaggeration, but I get the impression that this is like Larry Kramer talking to Anita Bryant about Florida orange juice.
So Diane talks to Marcia Cross and manages to play along without giving away the subtext of this interview, which is "let's not admit that we know a fair amount of closeting is going on." What they do talk about is the logistics of Cross's pregnancy and Desperate Housewives this season, and again, it's a coffee klatsch. It's rather funny for me to see all these bigger name celebrities getting these softball interviews by people who should know better (well, person who should know better, because I have not seen Robin Roberts at work before GMA).
Chris Cuomo is given a rather appropriate interview for someone of a prominent family: Bill Moyers's son talking about his drug addiction. Cuomo sounds engaged in the interview, but he looks like he's thinking "fluffy pink clouds, gum drops, Brooks Brothers suits." Depressingly, he's more probing than anything we've seen Diane do this morning, but I wonder if that has more to do with Diane being hamstrung by a dictum not to irritate the celebrities. I don't think the producers would give a toss if Bill Moyers's son was pissed off.
The feminist in me rather likes the dynamic of the show, where men are relegated to second string work while the women are given high-profile, albeit puffy pieces. (I was rather shocked that Diane let Bill O'Reilly off so easily during the first hour.)
What does GMA boil down to for me? Big names, little depth. On one hand, the show seems to be mercifully free of the asinine cooking and fashion segments which are the staple of Today and Good Day New York, but it also has so many opportunities to go in deeper with the subjects they interview and they drop the ball.
Memo to the producers: You can be vicious in the morning.
On deck: The Early Show, or "Who Are You People from Channel Z?"
Diane Sawyer is undeniably the ruler of this roost, and I always wonder if on some level she's thinking "What Have I Done To Deserve This?" She's very poised, clipped, and relatively serious--albeit without coming across as above it all. It's just that it strikes me as odd that someone who has done many high-profile, indepth interviews is giving her comments on surfers over the tune from Hawaii 5-0.
Then there's Robin Roberts, who today is in New Orleans to celebrate the return of the Saints. I'm a bit hesitant to judge her since she's outside of her normal position as co-anchor, but she just seems like a total non-entity. Apparently the fact that she's from the Gulf Coast is the only real remarkable aspect about her.
Taking, I guess, the "Ann Curry" role is Chris Cuomo, of that Cuomo political family which you are thinking about. Granted, he's very good-looking, but this man just looks like a deer caught in the headlights. I don't know if it's the fact that HD makes his blue eyes very blue, but I can't help but wonder if he's running around offcamera thinking "where's my copy? where's my copy?"
Finally there's Sam Champion. I don't know what to really make out of Sam Champion. I've always thought that he was a LA weatherman who took a wrong turn and wound up in New York. He's too waxed, buffed, sunshine for New York local television. (Or for CNN for that matter.) He is, however; perfect for morning television on a national level. He's like Al Roker without the excessive jollyness. You just get the impression that Sam is like "yeah, whatever, get me a soy burger" when the camera is off.
I grew up in a Today household, so the few times I watched Good Morning America were during the Charlie (now Charles) Gibson-Joan Lunden era. My impression of it at that time was that it was extremely saccharine and low on substance. Of course, since it was run by ABC Entertainment at the time, that sort of mood made sense. Well, it's undeniably run by ABC News now because it is serious, serious, serious. This is not a bad thing, as I said above. See, at 7 in the morning, I am not upbeat and I do not want people to force me to be upbeat. I just want information and that's just what they seem to do--at least during the first hour.
Come 8, Diane's pageant show background kicks in. She starts slopping the sugar left, right, and centre. It's kind of unsettling for me. Oddly enough, Chris Cuomo starts getting more serious (even Ann Curry starts giving the news in a more relaxed tone during the 2nd hour and she's got another hour after that). The man even delivers a story about a Target being held up--over an Elmo doll--with the gravitas normally applied for world summits. He still looks like a deer caught in the headlights.
If there is a segment that seemed to define the second hour of GMA, it would be the next segment where Diane interviewed Oprah Winfrey and her friend Gayle King. Major media figures talking to each other as if it's a coffee klatsch. I will cut them some minor slack since the second hour of any morning show is frothy, but this is just weird. Diane Sawyer is interviewing Oprah Winfrey and there are thousands of probing questions to be asked, but they aren't. Now, it's likely that Oprah wouldn't answer them, but again, just on a symbolic level: Diane Sawyer, Oprah Winfrey; this shouldn't be a disposable interview.
This is followed up by Robin Roberts interviewing The Edge & Billy Joe Armstrong about a charity in New Orleans that helps give musicians their lost instruments. Probing, this is not. Informative? Maybe. By the way, Robin Roberts is still a non-entity, strange since her background is in sports where personality is everything.
I'm starting to wonder why GMA is coming across as less grating than Today, and finally it dawned upon me, they aren't constantly cutting away to the tourist audience with thousands of daft signs for "Granma," nor are they omnipresent in every single segment as they are in Today. Thank god for that. Peculiarly, the show seems to run shorter than its NBC rival. The 8-8:25 segment consisted of a very quick news segment, Diane talks to Oprah & Gayle, and Robin's interview. Next thing I know, Lori Stokes is doing local news. (By the way, Lori Stokes should have Robin Roberts job.)
The last half-hour begins with another possible probing interview that will likely fall into the coffee foam: Marcia Cross. You know you want that question to be asked. I know I do, but if Oprah didn't get challenged, you know they won't play hardball with an ABC celebrity on a top-rated show. Interestingly after Chris Cuomo's stunned delivery of the news (news at 8:30? I like you people), they cut to Sam Champion talking about a blood drive, which he can't participate in. Nor can I, nor can most people that I know. This is an exaggeration, but I get the impression that this is like Larry Kramer talking to Anita Bryant about Florida orange juice.
So Diane talks to Marcia Cross and manages to play along without giving away the subtext of this interview, which is "let's not admit that we know a fair amount of closeting is going on." What they do talk about is the logistics of Cross's pregnancy and Desperate Housewives this season, and again, it's a coffee klatsch. It's rather funny for me to see all these bigger name celebrities getting these softball interviews by people who should know better (well, person who should know better, because I have not seen Robin Roberts at work before GMA).
Chris Cuomo is given a rather appropriate interview for someone of a prominent family: Bill Moyers's son talking about his drug addiction. Cuomo sounds engaged in the interview, but he looks like he's thinking "fluffy pink clouds, gum drops, Brooks Brothers suits." Depressingly, he's more probing than anything we've seen Diane do this morning, but I wonder if that has more to do with Diane being hamstrung by a dictum not to irritate the celebrities. I don't think the producers would give a toss if Bill Moyers's son was pissed off.
The feminist in me rather likes the dynamic of the show, where men are relegated to second string work while the women are given high-profile, albeit puffy pieces. (I was rather shocked that Diane let Bill O'Reilly off so easily during the first hour.)
What does GMA boil down to for me? Big names, little depth. On one hand, the show seems to be mercifully free of the asinine cooking and fashion segments which are the staple of Today and Good Day New York, but it also has so many opportunities to go in deeper with the subjects they interview and they drop the ball.
Memo to the producers: You can be vicious in the morning.
On deck: The Early Show, or "Who Are You People from Channel Z?"
CBS Sunday Morning: No, You Won't See Me On the Radio
For the next few days, I'm going to try to vary up my morning television habits by watching things that I don't normally watch.
However, you can't really do a comparison unless you also describe your normal habits, in my case that is CBS Sunday Morning, Good Day New York, and the last hour of Today.
Today, the fangs turn towards that venerable arts/news/whatever magazine Sunday Morning.
First, I just have to say that this show would be perfectly fine if they could just get rid of Charles Osgood. I barely remember Charles Kuralt, so it's not a case of Dennis Farina on Law & Order here. To be blunt, the man is horrible. He looks and sounds like a Southern school headmaster c. 1926 and these damn aphrorisms that he pulls out of nowhere work my nerves. (Somehow, I suspect that he is two seconds away from saying "colder than a witch's teat," and then there's his signoff: "I'll see you on the radio." What on God's Green Earth?)
I always wonder who the audience is for Sunday Morning. It seems like they are aiming for classical music lovers and PBS viewers, but the subject matter is more along the lines of hip middle aged art and music teachers. The top story this week is the cost of college. The tone of the piece was very much "I can't believe how much it costs, back in my day..." One interesting thing about Sunday Morning is that there is a certain tone and pitch to every reporter's voiceover. It's hard to describe, the closest I could call it would be "reserved and perky," like a church luncheon.
The weird thing about Sunday Morning is that it is mostly arts stories, but they are interspersed with news stories, such as today, where the college story is followed by a story about whether bin Laden is dead or not. Yet, even in the coverage of news stories such as the bin Laden mystery, the story is looked through a skewed lens, searching for the quirks. Robert Krulwich does this all the time on ABC, but this is Krulwich's style let loose on an entire programme. Hell, even Bill Geist sounds like Krulwich.
To it's credit, Sunday Morning could easily fall into intellectual snobbery, but doesn't. It's hard to be perceived as an elitist show when you have a segment that deals with a cowpie tossing contest, albeit with no seriousness attached to it whatsoever. Much of the criticism of the new Sunday Morning is that it is nothing without Kuralt's travelogues. What is forgotten is that Sunday Morning is basically the television equivalent of USA Today's "States" blurbs mixed in with profiles by correspondents, the latter which have leapt into prominence these days, since I don't think Osgood wants to go anywhere outside of the Mid-Atlantic.
This show is a strange creature: does it want to be an arts magazine? A news show? A commentary show? The whole show morphs into several skins throughout 90 minutes (60 this week, since the last half-hour was pre-empted on WCBS by marathon coverage), and never quite stays in one skin too long.
You could compare it to this week's other profiles/victims (Today, The Early Show, Good Morning America), but it's a little too smart and specific to be an easy fit in that group, which seeks to be everything to everyone. So what is Sunday Morning? It's like a gathering of refugees from some Norman Rockwell-esque town who both reminisce about a hometown that never really was what their memory tells them and also talk about the latest New Soul singer they have downloaded on their iPod. (Or to put it in visual terms, Sunday Morning is a Serbian pop song being performed by characters from an American video game. Viva La Nikolic, I say apropos of nothing.)
Damn you Osgood and your inane folksy aphorisms. ("Twenty-Oh-Six," indeed.)
On deck for tomorrow: Good Morning America, or "Just What on Earth Are You People Doing In Times Square?"
However, you can't really do a comparison unless you also describe your normal habits, in my case that is CBS Sunday Morning, Good Day New York, and the last hour of Today.
Today, the fangs turn towards that venerable arts/news/whatever magazine Sunday Morning.
First, I just have to say that this show would be perfectly fine if they could just get rid of Charles Osgood. I barely remember Charles Kuralt, so it's not a case of Dennis Farina on Law & Order here. To be blunt, the man is horrible. He looks and sounds like a Southern school headmaster c. 1926 and these damn aphrorisms that he pulls out of nowhere work my nerves. (Somehow, I suspect that he is two seconds away from saying "colder than a witch's teat," and then there's his signoff: "I'll see you on the radio." What on God's Green Earth?)
I always wonder who the audience is for Sunday Morning. It seems like they are aiming for classical music lovers and PBS viewers, but the subject matter is more along the lines of hip middle aged art and music teachers. The top story this week is the cost of college. The tone of the piece was very much "I can't believe how much it costs, back in my day..." One interesting thing about Sunday Morning is that there is a certain tone and pitch to every reporter's voiceover. It's hard to describe, the closest I could call it would be "reserved and perky," like a church luncheon.
The weird thing about Sunday Morning is that it is mostly arts stories, but they are interspersed with news stories, such as today, where the college story is followed by a story about whether bin Laden is dead or not. Yet, even in the coverage of news stories such as the bin Laden mystery, the story is looked through a skewed lens, searching for the quirks. Robert Krulwich does this all the time on ABC, but this is Krulwich's style let loose on an entire programme. Hell, even Bill Geist sounds like Krulwich.
To it's credit, Sunday Morning could easily fall into intellectual snobbery, but doesn't. It's hard to be perceived as an elitist show when you have a segment that deals with a cowpie tossing contest, albeit with no seriousness attached to it whatsoever. Much of the criticism of the new Sunday Morning is that it is nothing without Kuralt's travelogues. What is forgotten is that Sunday Morning is basically the television equivalent of USA Today's "States" blurbs mixed in with profiles by correspondents, the latter which have leapt into prominence these days, since I don't think Osgood wants to go anywhere outside of the Mid-Atlantic.
This show is a strange creature: does it want to be an arts magazine? A news show? A commentary show? The whole show morphs into several skins throughout 90 minutes (60 this week, since the last half-hour was pre-empted on WCBS by marathon coverage), and never quite stays in one skin too long.
You could compare it to this week's other profiles/victims (Today, The Early Show, Good Morning America), but it's a little too smart and specific to be an easy fit in that group, which seeks to be everything to everyone. So what is Sunday Morning? It's like a gathering of refugees from some Norman Rockwell-esque town who both reminisce about a hometown that never really was what their memory tells them and also talk about the latest New Soul singer they have downloaded on their iPod. (Or to put it in visual terms, Sunday Morning is a Serbian pop song being performed by characters from an American video game. Viva La Nikolic, I say apropos of nothing.)
Damn you Osgood and your inane folksy aphorisms. ("Twenty-Oh-Six," indeed.)
On deck for tomorrow: Good Morning America, or "Just What on Earth Are You People Doing In Times Square?"
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
From The "Obvious" Department
Everyone seems to be shocked by the results of this survey that says of the heterosexually identified participants, 10% are had sex with men.
I reckon they didn't ask the participants--especially the gay-identified ones--who the first man they had sex with was, and how did they know them? I'd be willing to bet that a significant amount of were men, who to this very day, identify as straight while still having sex with men.
I reckon they didn't ask the participants--especially the gay-identified ones--who the first man they had sex with was, and how did they know them? I'd be willing to bet that a significant amount of were men, who to this very day, identify as straight while still having sex with men.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Rewriting
Rewriting is one of those things that I absolutely hate. In all honesty, I don't see the point of it.
When I write, I get very meticulous. I analyse every single word choice and stage direction to make sure that it is what I want it to say. Scripts are like a house of cards: if you don't place them the right way, then it'll all fall down soon enough. When I finish the first draft, then it's done. I like to kill characters at the end as a big sign to myself to state just how finished I am with the story.
Yet, I find myself in the process of rewriting right now.
So what does that have to do with Luther?*
*And by the way, I would not have known that there were two versions of this video, had I not just seen it this morning on VH1 Classic. That one had no split screen and focused on the white woman a bit more than this one, which focuses on the black woman more. Racial politics at work in Luther Vandross videos, who knew?
Well, Luther, in my view, is an icon of rewriting. He went from small to large to small to large (and so on and so forth). He went from "just waiting for the right woman" to "I'm not talking about it," to "everybody knows and why do we need to talk about it?" The fact of the matter is that we have to talk about it sooner or later. If we don't talk about it, then we're left with the status quo which forced us into the position that caused us to shut our mouths in the first place.
I'm not just talking about homosexuality here, but it certainly applies.
For all the attention to detail and style that I put forth in a play, making sure that every thing is in just right the place, the fact of the matter is that there always a better way to shore it up so that the story and characters stay put even when they get shook around. Likewise, you can craft a facade and relationship with the outside world that may be a lie or a partial truth, but will it withstand the test of time?
No, it won't.
So we rewrite, and rewrite, and rewrite until at some point we die. Even then, we are rewritten as other's observations and memories run contrary to our own self-perceptions. The thought at first filled me dread, because don't we all want to be around to defend ourselves and our viewpoints? Then I paused for a second and really started examining the notion: If I write something, then isn't important that I be willing to return to it, if only to be able to explain it with more knowledge than I have at the moment? In addition, shouldn't we be able to take in new information and perspectives without it damaging our sense of self?
Now, this might seem to run contrary to what I said about Evangelion earlier, but I don't think so. (See, I'm rewriting!) Part of the rewriting process, in my view, is being willing to let go and say it truly has been worked on enough by me.
Monday, September 11, 2006
It Seems Oddly Appropriate
...for today that I stumbled across this tidbit of news about there being four new Evangelion movies planned.
Colour me skeptical, but hasn't everything been said in that series...at least in a plot and character sense? Not to mention, it can't be good for Anno to keep on returning to a story that is essentially charting his descent into psychosis.
Don't get me wrong, I think he's a genius (the show--in particular the homoerotically charged final episodes--inspired me as a writer more than I will ever fully know), but for that reason alone I'd be more interested in seeing him continue on with new work.
Of course, I'll still buy the dern things when they get released...which is the most likely reason as to why they're making them.
The Heartbreaker Summer continues.
Colour me skeptical, but hasn't everything been said in that series...at least in a plot and character sense? Not to mention, it can't be good for Anno to keep on returning to a story that is essentially charting his descent into psychosis.
Don't get me wrong, I think he's a genius (the show--in particular the homoerotically charged final episodes--inspired me as a writer more than I will ever fully know), but for that reason alone I'd be more interested in seeing him continue on with new work.
Of course, I'll still buy the dern things when they get released...which is the most likely reason as to why they're making them.
The Heartbreaker Summer continues.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Weekend Jukebox Continues The Fight
...against Disaster Porn Weekend.
This time it's a trio of videos from the excellent interval of Dora 2003, which had the group Divas singing with 4 Croatian divas.
First up, Divas & Radojka Šverko singing "Oprosti Mi." Radojka has got a killer voice, but seems to favour the Shelley Morrison as Rosario look.
Next, Divas sing with the pink-haired Josipa Lisac, the original singer of "Danas Sam Luda."
Finally, the big group song (it's worth wading through the minute long introduction) where Divas and the four Divas sing "Sexy Cool."
This time it's a trio of videos from the excellent interval of Dora 2003, which had the group Divas singing with 4 Croatian divas.
First up, Divas & Radojka Šverko singing "Oprosti Mi." Radojka has got a killer voice, but seems to favour the Shelley Morrison as Rosario look.
Next, Divas sing with the pink-haired Josipa Lisac, the original singer of "Danas Sam Luda."
Finally, the big group song (it's worth wading through the minute long introduction) where Divas and the four Divas sing "Sexy Cool."
Friday, September 08, 2006
Friday Jukebox In Albania
My way of combatting the September 11th distaster/grief porn that will dominate the airwaves through Monday.
Apparently the 1990's are thriving in Albania
Nor the 1980's
Albania's answer to Celine Dion (I didn't even know she was a question)
And pageant hair has reached the Balkans...along with rampant screeching!
Many thanks to Sims for the videos.
Apparently the 1990's are thriving in Albania
Nor the 1980's
Albania's answer to Celine Dion (I didn't even know she was a question)
And pageant hair has reached the Balkans...along with rampant screeching!
Many thanks to Sims for the videos.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Remember, Remember the Fifth of September
So there's this article on AfterElton about Gravitation written by this playwright, and it's not too shabby.
It's a good read, I reckon.
It's a good read, I reckon.
Monday, September 04, 2006
This Was Summer 2006
All the political news, pop culture events, and everything in between that occurred this summer can be summed up in this song.
Bring on autumn.
Bring on autumn.
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