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Quick Hits: The 64th Annual Emmys / Feeling Shamed That We Are "Only TV" And Not Movies Awards

The Emmys were last night! It was a glorious night to celebrate all that is right with television. Like Jon Cryer of television's most beloved comedy, Two and a Half Men. Also, such megastars of film who were gracious enough to slum it on television, like Julianne Moore of HBO's Game Change and Kevin Costner of Hatfield & McCoys miniseries, which is also a genre of television that is universally beloved.

Seriously, though, I don't get why the Emmys spend so much friggin' time on miniseries and movies these days, especially considering other nominees like American Horror Story, Sherlock Holmes, and Luther are only nominated in that category on account of making it in by squeezing said series into that category due to rule technicalities. (Even though other series that could have made it in on the rule technicalities and had a legitimate reason to do so, like Luck from HBO, were not even nominated.)

Anyway, here were some other thoughts of mine on the television industry's annual reminder that people in the industry shouldn't judge shows in the industry (unless they are in agreement with me, of course!) Chris and Jerksica will have a lot more tomorrow in netcast form, but here are my written thoughts.

(HOMELAND SPOILERS AHEAD. CAUTION.)
  • Wow, I'm remarkably pleased with Claire Danes and Damian Lewis sweeping the acting categories. Danes was a shoe-in, but Lewis' was much more nuanced and thus, I felt like he had less of a chance to pick up the acting. But we all know that when the Emmys decide something, they're gonna probably decide it for a long time.
  • That said, although the more I think about Homeland's first season being something of a perfect season of television, the more I wish it were set up as a one-season show. For one: the actual perfect ending to season one clearly would have been Tom Walker shooting Brody in the alley. Bam, terrorists still win the day in the end, Carrie Matheson still solves the terrorist quagmire (but still gets her memory wiped out, y'know, cuz of the patriarchy), we win but, ultimately, we lose. Instead, because of Showtime's record of running their valuable properties to the ground (a la Dexter and Weeds), we have no reason not to believe that this series peaked in its first season and, four more years down the road, will still be trotting Danes and Lewis out for a fifth season where they both keep Narrowly Avoiding Big Things Happening. I want to be optimistic about what happens creatively on this show in the future, but I just don't know.
  • Haha, suck it, Mad Men! 0 for 17! 
  • I'm so glad I didn't actually watch the Emmys live until the end, because man, Jimmy Kimmel is not a funny guy.
  • Oh yeah, Modern Family won again. It's starting to approach Frasier territory in terms of predictability of winning series awards, except that Frasier was a lot funnier. Modern Family is fine, though, and it could be worse, I guess. Even though, like our friend Carrie Raisler pointed out last night, I could name a lot of shows off the top of my head that are better comedies than Modern Family. (Girls, Curb Your EnthusiasmArcher, Louie, Parks & Recreation, Community, 30 Rock, Awkward, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, etc.)
  • Gigolos was not nominated for a single Emmy. Now, that is a real shame.

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Catching Up: Boardwalk Empire

HBO's Boardwalk Empire is a show that, on paper, has all the makings of a Great Drama. Its central premise revolves around the mafia dealings surrounding the bootlegging industry in the 1920's. It, like most HBO shows, has a ridiculously high production value. It has a terrific cast in Steve Buscemi, Michael Pitt, Kelly MacDonald and Michael Shannon, with scene-stealing moments by Michael K. Williams and Dabney Coleman. Its pilot was directed by Martin Freakin' Scorsese! 

So when it premiered in 2010, why didn't I get into it?

Maybe because, despite everything on paper, I wasn't immediately sucked into the Boardwalk Empire world the way I was for a Sopranos. Maybe because the hype machine surrounding the series could in no way live up to the reality of the series in general. Maybe because, despite being soundly competent in every way, there wasn't one show-stopping scene in the pilot that I could point to as being a "THIS!" kind of moment. Maybe because it is just too sprawling of a show to get fully immersed in after one episode. (Actually, mostly because we cancelled HBO after the third episode of the first season, but the above reasons are valid, as well.)

Now that we are HBO subscribers again, Brigitte and I have given Boardwalk Empire a second chance, and have made our way through the first three episodes once again. Though I still have some minor qualms, it is a series that I am getting to be fully invested in, finally. Here are my main thoughts on the show so far:

  • Wow, this show is ridiculously well-produced. I mean, wow. It's as if it takes the period elements of Mad Men that are well produced and throws millions more dollars at the production to make it that much glossier. If anything, I would be on board with a series that is just people dressed in Swinging '20s stuff and singing about how The Dumb Girls Know How To Make Love (episode three, "Broadway Limited".)
  • That said, production can't carry everything all the time, but after three episodes, there does seem to be some forward momentum in the plot, even if it's incremental momentum. Through three episodes, we know that Nucky is a guy who is powerful but has a heart, Mrs. Schroeder is afraid but sort of likes the attention Nucky is giving her (AND is totally adorable), Jimmy wants to make a name for himself, and Agent Van Alden is Nucking Futs. Like most serialized dramas these days, the wheels are just starting to spin after three episodes.
  • I love me some Michael K. Williams, but could he be a bigger anachronism? I get that it's crazy that he says the word "motherfucker" to Nucky and Nucky doesn't understand it, cuz it's the '20s, but is it just me or does he literally just seem like "Omar, But The '20s"? I mean, I don't have any issue with that cuz he's awesome, but so far he seems less like a character and more like fan service.
  • How adorable/heartbreaking was it when Mrs. Schroeder's kids asked when the new baby was coming? Sigh.
  • Agent Van Alden seems like he would be a good Crazy Dude Friend to Brother Justin on Carnivale. And they clearly should have tried to take the fat guy who got shot to Doc Cochoran in Deadwood to keep him alive (though the dentist office scene was pretty hilarious.) I'm always looking for HBO crossovers, though (like, HELLO, Will McAvoy's therapist on The Newsroom should CLEARLY be Dr. Paul Weston from In Treatment!)
  • What a difference watching Dawson's Creek makes in my enjoyment of this series. Michael Pitt went from the Poor Man's Leo to Dude From Dawson's Creek and made me enjoy his character a lot more.
Season three starts in September, so Brigitte and I have a lot of catching up to do.

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Blogulator Radio Episode 58 - "Sad Men"


This week on Blogulator Radio: Chris and Jerksica dish about Mad Men on the heels of the AMC institution’s season 5 finale this weekend. Since they haven’t chatted about Don Draper and co. since the premiere, there’s a lot of ground to cover, including but not limited to the big water cooler moment with Joan, the abrupt departure of a major firm partner, and why or why not Harry Crane is cute. They also tend to get quite esoteric about the whole thing, because they take this crap seriously, so you’ve been warned. Was it worth the 16-month hiatus wait for another thirteen episodes about people being sad in the 1960s? Should we all sit idly by with bated breath for the final two seasons of Matthew Weiner’s brainchild? Listen to Chris and Jerksica argue for an hour to find out!

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The Blogulator Presents: Episode of the Month, May 2012

It's been a crazy TV month in May, what with a month chock-full of cliffhangers, season-enders, and all-out balls-to-the-walls craziness. The Blogulator crew is here to discuss their favorite of that batch of individual episodes of the month. Bring it, gang.




Game of Thrones, "Blackwater", Aired 5/27/12 on HBO

We're now two seasons into this show and, much like how the novels are structured the penultimate episode of each season ends up being a total gutpunch. Whereas last season's "Baelor" was a gutpunch on a purely "holy @#$%, they just killed the show's biggest star!" level, the masterful "Blackwater", scripted by book author George R.R. Martin and directed by Neil Marshall, director of The Blogulator's favorite film of 2005 The Descent, is a gutpunch on an epic scale. And as we know from The Descent, few directors are as good at directing action sequences in the dark as Marshall is. Yet, it's the small scenes between just a few of the major characters that keep the episode grounded. Tyrion and Joffrey's banter before executing their plan is hilarious and true to both of their characters, while Cersei's downward spiral aided by a whole lotta wine gives her character an added layer of sadness, even though we also know she's pretty much a bad person. All of this makes the emotional devastation on Tyrion Lannister's face when he executes the "wildfire" plan as epic as the physical devastation of A Crapload Of Boats And People On Fire And Lit All Green. [Qualler]










Smash, "Bombshell", Aired 5/14/12 on NBC

 You guys probably realize by now that I don’t watch a lot of TV when it airs (why would I watch real TV when Netflix offers all 7 seasons of Star Trek: Deep Space 9??), so my choices for best episode of May were limited to two episodes of Smash.  Whoops.  So the Smash season finale, “Bombshell” it is!  And, really, if you remove all the stupid personal drama, all the cheating and the breaking up and the dating of celibate baseball fans, and just leave the professional drama of the musical itself, this episode is pretty good.  This is the first time we’ve been able to see the songs of Bombshell in succession, which mostly makes me want to see the fictional musical Bombshell. (So much tap dancing!) Plus, Karen’s performance gives at least a whiff of justification for her apparent inbred talent, something which has been self-evident to everyone involved in the show except its audience.  (Ivy is still way better, though.) (Can Meghan Hilty just have her own show?) (Can it also star Kristen Chenoweth?) (Can it take place in my apartment so that we can all be friends?)  Millennial Ellis has finally been fired, Dev is gone (sadly), and the show faces a second season of new creative direction and writing.  The rapidly-put-together final song, “Don’t Forget Me”, was beautiful and wonderfully sung, giving promise to a much-improved second season.  That Ivy swallowed a handful of pills in the last shot of the episode is something that I’ll willfully choose to ignore. [Sam]





Don't Trust The B---- In Apartment 23, "The Wedding...", Aired 5/2/12 on ABC
Comedies usually take a while to get going. Much like The Office and Parks & Recreation, Apartment 23 premiered mid-season and only a few episodes to make an impression (only 7 episodes this first season). But, much like Happy Endings before it, Apartment 23 has quickly developed into a hang-out show with characters that bounce off of one another interestingly and entertainingly. I'm not sure how far into production this episode was made(it's common practice for networks to shuffle eps around to put the best foot forward), but it can't have been too late as it includes James Van Der Beek's plotline of becoming a contestant on Dancing With The Stars (which is one of the many wonderful ideas this show has had). Whatever the case, this was one of the funniest episodes of television I've seen this season and it's also a great entry point for anyone that hasn't watched the show yet. In this episode, June is feeling depressed and decides to let loose, letting Chloe mold her into a fun-having machine. It turns into a Single White Female thing wherein June becomes so fun, JVDB starts hanging out with her more than Chloe. This all leads to a lot of great stuff for both Dreama Walker ("June") and Krysten Ritter ("Chloe") to play. There's also JVDB dancing and clips of him in a fake Guy Ritchie movie. All terrific stuff that shows what this now up-to-snuff series can do. This ep raised Apartment 23 to the ranks of Happy Endings, Community, Cougar Town and Parks & Rec as one of the funniest network comedies. [sarCCastro]




Mad Men "The Other Woman" Aired 5/27/12 on AMC
Everyone that knows who Joan Harris (née Holloway) is will likely be talking about this episode for years. We'll be at the senior center for our pancake feed, complaining about the haircuts the kids have these days, and one of the volunteers pouring us pulp-free orange juice will have crimson red hair. One of us will say to the other, "whoa, she looks like Joan fromMad Men L-O-L." And then the other one will say, "awww I miss having Don Draper on my TV every week." And then the first one will respond with, "oh man, remember when Pete pimped out Joan to that Jaguar guy?" The conversation will then drown in a flood of nostalgia that the kids with the bad haircuts and the redheaded juice pourer will not understand one iota. It may not be the most powerful episode of the vanguard series, and it's certainly not my favorite episode of Mad Men (it's not even my favorite of this season), but it needs to be noted here because it's a touchstone for its ballsy "it-went-there" storytelling, officially placing the series in a pantheon of not only great dramas, but fantastic conversation starters. I still feel weird about it, and am not sure I want to be having this conversation about our dear beloved Joan, but it's a hell of a conversation nonetheless. And that's why we write about television dammit. [Chris]





Revenge "Reckoning" Aired 5/23/12 on ABC
O. M. G. Revenge knows what a season finale should be.  Holy Hamptons. As soon as the episode begins, you can feel it.  The plot points quickly become infinitely more absurd, the dialogue more stilted, the facial expressions more overly-wrought.  In fact, I would bet that if you cut out all the moments in this episode where a character was just looking at something or someone silently with anger, shocked recognition, or despair, the show would run just ten or fifteen minutes. Without providing too many spoilers, "Reckoning" kills characters (at least two, maybe more!) and relationships, and sets up a hellva season two (long-lost parents! a love triangle, with pregnancy!). The waves of sheer delight and deliciously frothy over-the-topness will inspire many a dream for me until the waves of the Hamptons once again grace my television screen. [Jerksica]

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Reflections of a New Parent on Television, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying About My Street Cred and Love Terrible Television


"Really, Mom? Bent? You're embarrassing yourself."

Everything changes with a newborn (duh!), including one’s ability to love and loathe television programs. Having spent the last six weeks caring for a tiny, crying, needy, eating machine (plus a baby- hey-o! Sorry, Chris), I have experienced first-hand the desperation and shallowness with which a new parent engages with the electric story box.

There are a few factors that impact my television choices these days.  First, I’m nursing a baby, and that means I practically have a tiny, but voracious dinosaur attached to me for like six hours a day. This leaves me wanting several things from television.  First, that it is on when I’m nursing. Constantly. Otherwise I fall asleep, make up songs about sore nipples or unyielding baby poop avalanches, or start styling my poor son’s hair like various celebrities (Jersey Shore regulars, Brian Williams, and Justin Bieber are inspirations).  Constant television means that you run out of “top tier” options quickly, and become a hell of a lot less discriminating. Second, it’s May.  That means all my favorite shows have wrapped up the airing of new episodes for the season. Third, I spend a lot of time with my beautiful television in the wee hours of the night, when (ruling out infomercials) the buffet of delightful cable offerings features slim pickings.  Like, really slim. Like, the buffet closes in twenty minutes, and all that’s left is one tough, overly-sauced riblet under a heat lamp slim.

However, even with these limitations, I find postpartum television watching to differ from my pre-parenting habits.  I’m a little more desperate, infinitely more tired, and I can’t commit to an hour-long program with much consistency.  I also can’t focus on complex plots (or, let’s face it, even moderately interesting plots or serialized shows).  Sorry, Mad Men, Community, and Veep, the oscillation between subtle humor and wacky plotlines are too much for me these days.

I believe all of this will change with time, but in the interim, I’m enjoying watching shows I hadn’t (had to) before. So, for all you new parents, bed ridden caretakers to small monkeys, or inattentive insomniacs out there, here’s my take on what to watch (or begrudgingly accept) during this time of immersion into dumber television:


Canceled Shows: New shows still available on On Demand or Hulu that have already gotten the boot from networks are the awesome hook-up buddies of TV.  They’re generally unsatisfying and leave you feeling cheap, but they meet your immediate needs without the fear of commitment.  It doesn’t matter if the baby cries relentlessly or I’m running to wash spit-up off the couch, because I don’t care at all about the characters, and the long-term narrative of the show promises to end abruptly and disjointedly anyway.  I particularly recommend GCB and Best Friends Forever for a steamy one-season stand.




Cooking Competitions: Available on live television 20 hours a day, food competitions make for pretty, superficial viewing pleasure.  Only have 15 minutes of calm from the baby in your arms?  That’s just enough time to find out who lost the appetizer round, and what the X durian fruit is.  Also, food. Is. Delicious. If I can coordinate watching one of these shows with actually eating something, I feel particularly self-satisfied. Once, I caught myself saying “Jerksica, for the win!” during one of these moments, and my son gave me a pitying frown.  He’s so smart, he’s judging others at a nine-month level. I recommend Chopped, Iron Chef, Cupcake Wars, and Sweet Genius.  Sweet Genius is especially good for 2:00 a.m. feedings, when the equally cloying desserts and host, conveyor belt of ingredients, strange accent, and intensely weird props match my own late-night delirium.




Old School Sitcoms: Great (and not-so-great) sitcoms are on in syndication somewhere on your remote 24 hours a day.  They’re also mindless, occasionally funny, and nostalgic.  I don’t identify any more readily with the parents on Roseanne or Home Improvement that I did pre-baby, but I appreciate a well-delivered one-liner from the family matriarch or a slapstick accident with installing a home security system just as much.  More even, depending on how sleep-starved I am on any given night.  Plus, if I can find any humor in a circular saw getting the better of Tim Allen, I can definitely navigate any bodily function Baby throws my way.  And if not, I can always console myself with television.

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What if TV Shows Were Alcoholic Drinks?


You guys like to have booze while you watch TV? These are some drinks you can make at home to enjoy while watching your favorite shows. The drinks are named after the shows.

HBO's Girls: One part Kahlua, one part Vodka. Basically a White Russian (because that one character had one the one time), but don't bother putting any Kahlua in it. You do this to reflect how the real New York City doesn't have any Kahlua in it.



Game of Thrones: Flagon of red wine. Drink this while having sex (doggy-style), and discussing the history of Westeros/character back story/the latest political scandal at King's Landing.

* - with a twist - served the same way except the sex you have is with a blood relative. Eww.



Vampire Diaries: Just drink a ton of whiskey neat or whiskey on ice all the time, any time you are indoors. Add a sprig of vervain for flavor (and to build a resistance to its toxic effects).



Breaking Bad: Something that blends Southwestern USA with drugs, cancer, chicken, rock collecting, and lying to your spouse. Uhh, okay, umm, alright. An interferon-infused chemo'garita served in a hollow geode with meth on the rim. And you drink it after you eat a bucket of chicken, but don't you dare tell your wife about it. If she asks where you were just get naked in a store. Got it? Good.



Mad Men: Pretty much any drink you want to have as long as you are wearing a bunch of retro shit you ordered off Etsy. Do people still throw Mad Men parties? Is that still a thing? Or are we already pretending it's the 1970s? Forgive my coarse language, I had a few 'Vampire Diaries' with dinner. 



Modern Family: What is this show about? I don't watch it. Is it good? I don't care. For this drink just have a case of cold American beers. Because nothing says not giving a shit like drinking an entire case of cold American beers.


The Wire
: Drink all of the above then drive home. It's cool, don't worry. You're a cop. Please drink responsibly.

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The Best Episodes of the Month: April 2012



As you may know by now, our opinions (about television) here at The Blogulator are valid. And as such as is true, we'd like to start helping you keep track of when the shows we love churn out particularly spellbinding and/or hilarious episodes. Below you will find five different opinions from five different Blogulator contributors as to what were the most successful episodes that aired (or were seen) in April of 2012. If there's one you've missed, get to Hulu, iTunes, Amazon, or your local cable On Demand menu stat!

Mad Men - "Mystery Date" (buy on iTunes or Amazon)
For as many gripes as I've had about the new season of Mad Men, I realize after every episode that my gripes don't really make a whole lotta sense, because this show is still one of the best shows on TV. And, specifically, outside of the somewhat bloated two-hour premiere, this season is knocking every episode out of the park in its own subtle way. Although, "Mystery Date" is perhaps one of Mad Men's least subtle episodes ever. Joan tells Greg to get the eff out of her house, poor little Sally learns about the nightmarish things going on in society, and Don has a literal fever dream nightmare where he freakin' strangles Madchen Amick to death and pushes her under her bed. It's an episode shrouded in darkness, so much so that this fake horror movie trailer made out of the episode actually isn't so far off from the overall tone. It certainly seems to be a harbinger of things to come as the season progresses. [Qualler]

Justified - "Slaughterhouse" (buy on iTunes or Amazon)
A lot rested on the third season finale of Justified. This season was more serialized than the two that preceded it. And with two new adversaries competing with Boyd Crowder for Marshal Raylan Givens' scornful looks, some have said this season tried to do too much in a short amount of time and paled in comparison to Season 2. While it did take a few episodes for Robert Quarles to gain some depth beyond being a wacky, volatile villain, once he did give us a peak into his disturbing past, steely-eyed Neal McDonough's performance jumped into Emmy-worthy status. And every episode subtly layered Mykelti Williamson's performance as Limehouse, a sort of down-home Wizard of Oz, smart enough to know when to strike, be even wiser to know when to just sit back and watch everything play out. And, for the most part, as exceptionally entertaining as this season was, the audience was also forced to sit back and watch how everything played out as well. Luckily, "Slaughterhouse" more than rewarded viewer patience a brutal final confrontation between Quarles, Limehouse and Givens. We were also given the extra payoff of Raylan realizing that, over the course of events spanning the entire series, his father had developed a deeper relationship with Boyd Crowder than he ever did with his own flesh and blood. So deep that to keep Boyd out of jail, Arlo took the fall for killing a man that betrayed Boyd in addition to confessing to shooting a State Trooper. Even just thinking about Raylan saying that Arlo "saw a man in a hat pointing a gun at Boyd" still gives me chills. What a way to cap off a ridiculously enjoyable season while adding one more thing to boil under that hat of our favorite US Marshal. [Sarc]

Revenge - "Scandal" (watch for free on Hulu)

God, this show. I started watching it at the beginning of the season with eyes narrowed in suspicion. The ubiquitous ad campaign and huge hype made me think that, like most things that networks (and studios and publishers) push heavily, it was expensive, but absolutely no good. I didn't think the sweet girl from Everwood could pull off being a cold-hearted vengeance machine, and figured that even if she could, she wouldn't be compelling because she was too inhuman and unlikeable. I didn't like the guy who plays Daniel when he was Max on Make It or Break It (yeah, that's a thing that happened), and don't even get me started on how much I dislike Madeleine Stowe. Nevertheless, I started watching--AND COULDN'T STOP. "Revenge" is probably one of the best shows on television, and for the most part lives up to its hype. Every time you think that the story is about to devolve, that Emily can't possibly lie her way out of this one, the show turns everything around, just to show you how wrong you are. "Revenge" is an intricate dance, a complex perpetual motion machine that defies prediction, and multiple satisfying surprises and twists give the impression that the show has so much more up its sleeve. I picked "Scandal" as my favorite ep of the month, but they're all good; "Scandal" does contain a couple of nice reveals, however--what really happened between Daniel and Tyler on the beach, Emily's emerging, genuine feelings for her ersatz fiance, the unsettlingly obtuse machinations of Emily's revenge master, Takeda (how awesome is it that she has a revenge master?), and heretofore uninteresting Ashley's attempt to leverage the Grayson family tragedy for her own gain by releasing bloody pictures of Daniel at the crime scene to the tabloids. I'm glad the show has another bit of scandal to chew on besides the David Clarke/terrorist/plane crash thing, which has always felt like a wrong note in the show, both because of its "too soon" element (anything that smacks of using a 9/11-ish event as a subplot in what is basically a really good soap opera is, I think, kind of cheap) and its general weird unbelievability. Not that I think it's going away--it's integral to the premise of the show--but the fact that other fucked up things are happening keeps it from turning into a stale old chestnut. Now if someone would just actually straight up kill Amanda, that would be super. [Anna]

Community - "Basic Lupine Urology" (watch for free on Hulu)

It's no secret how much I and 90% of the rest of the nerd contingent of the internet adores the Greendale gang, but upon returning after the dark nightmare that was its third season hiatus, every episode of this show just kept punching me in the groin more than the last - in a good way. And in particular, it took me a few minutes to realize why I loved "Basic Lupine Urology" (AKA the Law & Order ep) even more than the two other perfect episodes the show did this month (the Dr. Who/dreamatorium ep and the Ken Burns/pillow fort ep): because while I maybe wish I had a much deeper understanding of Dr. Who and/or Ken Burns documentaries, I am far more familiar with the tropes and minutiae of Dick Wolf's franchise. Just like great homage/parody Community eps of yore, such as the chicken fingers/GoodFellas one or the Charlie Kaufman/Abed is the Messiah one, every beat is played pitch-perfectly, a couple of my favorite details being the abundance of Greek NYC coffee cups suddenly on campus and Britta's role as the photograph analyzer (which in this case just means she can Instagram it to make it look old-timey). The biggest complaint that many have already hobbled at this twelve-jokes-a-second romp is that it lacks that tender center that deepens our love for the characters like so many forays into the study group's world has before, but I say they just had their cake and ate it too. The episode ends with yet another classic L&O bit, where the climax of solving the case is undercut with an out-of-left-field development that one of the case's primary constituents has died in the most horrifically tragic way possible, and here we got the off-screen death of one of the show's longest-running minor characters: Starburns. It's not huge, but it's a joke and a morbidly hefty moment at once, as we'll now always remember that the weird guy with the top hat and the cosmic facial hair died at the end of the Law & Order episode of Community. [Chris]

30 Rock - "Live From Studio 6H" (watch for free on Hulu)

"...because they thought two black people on the same show would make people nervous. A rule that NBC still follows today!"

Now, I wasn't the biggest fan of the initial foray of 30 Rock into a live episode.  Don't get me wrong- I LOVE a good gimmick.  Can't. Get. Enough. Gimmicks.  This is why I'm one of the only Blogulator crew that unabashedly watches competitive reality television (and not the high-rated shows either).  However, the previous live episode of 30 Rock just fell flat; it was live for the kitsch of being live without any, what do you call those?  Oh yeah, jokes.  Flash forward to the 2012 episode and it's genius.  All the gimmick, plus hilarious jokes and guest stars.  The live episode actually seemed like watching TGS. There were sketches, and funny ones at that.  I love the "flashbacks" to television past narrated by Kenneth, inserted for the purpose of "saving" TGS as a live show.  I watched several television parodies repeatedly, including the sketch of news reporters befuddled by Tina Fey's sex, and the Amos n' Andy spoof Alfie and Abner. Dr. Spaceman got some much needed play, Jon Hamm was in my two favorite sketches, and Paul proposed to Jenna after singing "Zou Bisou Bisou" from Mad Men - "A Little Kiss."  Perfection? Maybe not.  But consider my funny bone satisfied. [Jerksica]

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Watching Television with a Newborn



As Qualler pointed out last week, and as you are likely not an idiot and can read this post's title and absorb its implications, Jerksica and I recently had a baby. Life changes drastically for anyone when they welcome a crying, boob-sucking, pooping, sleepy tiny human into the world, but I'd imagine when your primary hobby isn't watching television, it changes more. Just thinking about those poor spelunkers and parkour-ers that have babies and have to cut down on their "me time" saddens me. Luckily, before we had a baby, Jerksica mostly just watched television. And now that we have a baby, we mostly just watch television (and get peed on while changing diapers, etc.). I guess you could say we're living the dream. So while I'm so sleep deprived that I can do little more than make facile obscene jokes not dissimilar from your local world-weary stand-up comedian with kids and some "funny" observations about changing diapers, I'd like to at least guide you through the past week or so of watching TV with a newborn.

Mad Men: Airing on our second day home from the hospital, the Tarantino-esque orange sherbert episode of everyone's favorite AMC period drama was the first show we actually watched in full post-baby, actually understanding and following what was going on on-screen. Four days prior to this we had taken in upwards of four episodes of Wife Swap before going to the hospital, and while in the hospital, apart from having the NBC Thursday shows on hazily in the background, we only watched The Food Network and the oddly ironic Best Yo! MTV Raps Moments on VH1, so actually taking in something with sustenance was refreshing and satisfying. Our son slept through the whole dang thing too (so unfortunately he missed out on seeing Peggy give that stranger an HJ in the movie theater), likely because he was exhausted from a weekend with a family and, you know, being born, so on the watching-with-a-newborn scale, I award Mad Men the coveted LETHARGIC DAD GRIN rating*.

Cougar Town: Soon after this, Jerksica's sister came to town and we took it upon ourselves to introduce her to the great yet ill-titled Courtney Cox sitcom. Remember kids, if your show is in danger of not getting renewed, tell a friend about it (and hope they have a Nielsen box)! It wasn't the best episode (the one where Grayson starts selling Laurie's cupcakes and Ellie's mom comes to town), but per usual, it was at least fun to hang out with the cul-de-sac crew again. And since the baby had just eaten brunch (as had we), he was awake but not finnicky throughout the whole thing. I can only hope he heard either Grayson or Andy (can't remember which) yell "black guys!" when impersonating Laurie. I'll give Cougar Town the MILDLY SUCCESSFUL BURPING rating.

Game of Thrones: Rare is the opportunity, especially now that both Jerksica and I are home together all the time, when I can watch the HBO kinda-fantasy series, seeing as how she has less than zero interest in watching it with me. But I found myself able to recently when she was catching a nap and I couldn't fall asleep because I had a rush of adrenaline surging through my veins from freaking out about whether or not the baby monitor was working and whether or not Dignan (that's my son's name by the by, if you weren't already in the know) was okay sleeping in his crib in the other room. So I brought him into the living room and pressed play on the second episode of season two. I found it to be even more table-setting than the season premiere, which was a tad disappointing, but it allowed me the chance to savor this new found alertness from my spazz attack and realize just how good this show is at crackling dialogue, even when it's largely expository. I especially dug Carcetti's (or whatever his name is in this show) speech to the prostitute about why it's so important that she make him the cash monies. Unfortunately I had to watch the rest of the ep at a later date because Dignan cried himself awake, which prompted Jerksy to rub her eyes, hear Theon say something about being king in a British accent, which was enough for her to say to her our son, "I know, baby, G-o-T is dumb, isn't it?" Apart from that last bit, I still think GoT deserves a BABY TOES ARE SOOOO SMALL! rating.

Justified: And then came an even bigger opportunity. I knew I could get away with watching Game of Thrones because it was likely going to be just a lot of talking with a sprinkling of sex noises, but even I was nervous about watching the season three finale of Raylan Givens threatening to shoot people with a newborn in the room. But Jerksica and her sister went to get well-deserved pedicures (is there any other kind?) and I had an hour to kill with a sleeping baby and she hates Justified too and I had been waiting almost three weeks now to watch what happened to Robert Quarles and the rest of Harlan County! So I skedaddled downstairs with the Moses basket and baby in tow, tempered my excitement to the best of my ability, and tried to adjust the volume the best I could while Jere Burns screamed (he's good at that; she should do it more!) over and over again in the show's opening scene. At this point and several others throughout Dignan got startled and almost woke up, and I worried his dreams of breast milk might be interrupted by the sounds of hysterical hookers and backwoods gangsters, but I won't lie - it was totally worth it. Check Sarc's blurb in our Best Episodes of the Month feature tomorrow about it for more reasons why! Ultimately, Justified gets top honors, otherwise known as the ADORABLE KITTY-BABY ENCOUNTER rating.

*Credit where credit's due: I'll admit my watching-TV-with-a-newborn rating scale is basically a modified version of my fellow blogger Brigitte's creative rating scale, in which top honors is "Cast of Frasier." 

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Guilty Pleasures and Guilty Feelings: GCB (by Sam)




I think the phrase “guilty pleasure” gets tossed around a lot, so much so that now it means “I pretend to ironically like such and such a show because it makes me feel better about the fact that I actually like it.” But I honestly feel guilty that I enjoy watching GCB, that I laugh out loud at Kristen Chenoweth, that I view each of the show’s plot points as a logical progression from the previous one, that I turn off my capacity for critical thinking and just enjoy. I mean, take my other guilty pleasures: True Blood, Teen Wolf, Skins. I can tell you why I love each (Sookie is so sassy and Eric is so gross and hot! It’s puberty and sexual realization in a werewolf metaphor! They make bad decisions but they really care about each other!) and I can tell you why each is trashy and trite. But when asked what I think about GCB, I can list a litany of things that I hate about it—it’s misogynistic, it’s formulaic, it’s one-dimensional—with only a few things I like—it’s funny and the men are hot. And yet, I keep watching! WHY?? Is this what it’s like to enjoy television without ruining everything by deconstructing it? What a terrifying world we live in! No, but really. I’ve spent as many weeks as the show has been on thinking about what I’m going to write about this show. I have a Word document full of half started paragraphs about how anti-woman the show is, about how Texas is apparently filled with painfully fit men that all have the same tan color-tone with varying levels of hairiness, and about how the show challenges the hypocrisy in Christianity without challenging Christianity itself. I even tried to compare it to Mad Men, friends. It went something like this:

 “Man Men is also condemned as being horribly sexist, that it romanticizes a horribly oppressive time for women and minorities. But Mad Men is inspired in its representation of women because it never at any point implies that any of the female characters could break out of the horribly constricting constructions that society places them in if they’d just try harder. Even in the forth season, when Peggy is talking to the hippie guy about African-Americans and she says, ‘Maybe if they worked as hard as I did, they’d be where I am’ (I’m paraphrasing), it emphasizes not how far Peggy has come from her hard work, but how far she hasn’t. Despite the fact that her brains and gumption have gotten her this position in the firm, she is still asked to get the men their drinks, she is still judged by the size of her breasts and the shape of her legs, she is still referred to with the pointedly sexist language of “frigid bitch.” By portraying complex, strong, intelligent female characters painfully constrained by unconscionable gender roles, being infantilized and exploited, it doesn’t glorify the system that put them in those roles; rather, it forces the viewer to ask, ‘What kind of sick world do we live in if even women that incredible are seen as weak, stupid, or somehow unworthy of respect?’ If we transfer that lens to a show like GCB, can’t we see these misogynistic creations as symptomatic of a world that created the Real Housewives and…ummm…pity them?” 

See how that didn’t quite work out? The fact of the matter is that every time I sit down to write something thoughtful or even just funny about GCB the insipid subject matter leaves me with nothing. I can talk about how Kristen Chenoweth is hilarious as always, or how I think Annie Potts plays a fantastic matriarch (though now I’m thinking about Reba and liking it more). But then I’m just ignoring the terrible misogyny running rampant throughout the show. But the worst part is, I ignore that very thing every time I tune in. It’s soulless, mindless entertainment without the redemptive catch-all of irony. So I’m not going to encourage you to watch it. Just know that, if you don’t, I won’t judge.

 If this is what having a real guilty pleasure is like, I gotta say, it’s pretty rough.

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The Mad Men Theme! Now With Vocals!



Be sure to sing along at home.

Mad Men, Mad Men,
Mad Men, Mad Men,
Mad Men, Mad Men,
Mad Men, Mad Men,
Advertising.
Don, Betty,
Pete, Peggy,
Roger, Old Guy,
Joan, and the rest.
Yeah, Mad Men, the show, on AMC.

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Point-Counterpoint: Why TV Criticism is Easy

In this scenario, I'm Abed, Qualler is Troy, and television is the
Jeff that gets bored with our conflict and helps us see the errors of our ways.

Welcome to our pretty new look, everyone! In case you haven't heard, we here at The Blogulator are now a TV-talk only blog. Since it's been the focal point of our Blogulator Radio netcast for the past year and for purposes of re-branding/finding an ever-so-slightly more specific niche than just "pop culture," we have decided to succumb to the inevitable. We hope you like it. We're excited.

And to start off, I would like to invite Qualler, my close friend and confidant, as well as the dude that originally started this site with me way back in 2005 (!), to discuss an entry point question that I've been pondering ever since reading not-100%-praising responses to the second episode of this current fifth season of Mad Men, "Tea Leaves." (Betty as unsympathetic/superfluous, contrived interactions between the older and newer generations, etc.) The question in, err, question is this: why is it so easy to nitpick even the greatest of television shows, of which Don Draper and co. have firmly planted themselves in the pantheon?

I pose this to you, Qualler, in particular because ever since AMC finally announced more than a year later when Mad Men would return to our Sunday evenings, you had a faint grumbling about yourself, as if you were either not looking as forward to going back to Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce as I was, or that you were, but viewed it as a chore of some kind. In our emails discussing this first blog post under the new TV-only format, you explained that it was a reaction merely juxtaposed next to "shiny" (your word) newer shows like Game of Thrones, etc. I think this is completely reasonable, though I do not find myself in that category of thinking for whatever reason, but is it also possible that we've just spent so much time with the Mad Men universe, and with TV criticism at large, that we've become a lot more adept at critically analyzing it, even while we still find ourselves dedicated to it?

Here's my thesis: TV has not only risen in the ranks of media that can be classified as art over the past decade-and-a-half or so, but it is also the only form of long-term nerdery that demands both allegiance and healthy skepticism. We have invested over five years of our lives to fictional characters that work at or are somehow connected to those that work at a fictional New York advertising firm. At this point we deserve to a) know how their stories end and b) reserve the right to criticize how their stories are being told to us. This seems reasonable and yet, what's the kicker? All we had to do was sit our couches for 50+ non-consecutive hours to earn these things. So, simply put, it's an easy relationship - for us, anyway.

Look at this form of passion/dispassion in other areas. View movies from an authorial standpoint and you can maybe make an argument for following directors or screenwriters, but ultimately the slate is still wiped clean each time, just like when a showrunner starts up a new project. What about franchises? The authorial consistency is rarely there and when it is it's almost never on a factory schedule like television is, and 6-9 hours over a period of 3-20 years doesn't equate to nearly as much verisimilitude. Music is a slightly more worthy comparison, as following musicians (especially prolific ones, and they seem to be getting faster and faster at turning records around nowadays with technological and DIY advances) can often trigger reactions similar to yours about Mad Men, i.e. I, for instance, really have little to no desire to listen to the new Cursive record, despite The Ugly Organ being one of my totes faves of all time. Still, though, I was a very different person in 2002 than I am in 2012 and Tim Kasher is writing very different music and is in a very different place in his personal life than he was back then.

This brings me to my final point and ultimately the reason I think we have rather naturally found ourselves here today as a TV blog and weekly netcast: television is all about community. Music is intensely personal because lyrics and melodies are profoundly borne directly from the musician's psyche. Movies are intensely historical (when they're not just entertainment) from an aesthetic standpoint and when they err more on the side of entertainment, they can become quote-heavy fodder for midnight screening crowds. What I love about television is that it's so delightfully easy to both find that communal atmosphere that the cheesiest B-movie can attain, but with the intellectual prowess of an art film or the fiery energy of a post-punk record. And all we have to do is sit on our couches and make quips! How sweet is that?

Qualler enters the blog post.

Huh. Well, dammit, Chris, here I was ready to sharpen my wits and dig my heels and give a true counterpoint. Here I was ready to become the mayor of Pillowstown to your mayor of Blanketsburg, fighting your established thesis to the bitter end like Troy and Abed did in the latest episode of Community. But, as it turns out, I largely agree with your thesis.

That is not to say that I don't think there are differences in how I see how your thesis is applied to real-life TV criticism. For one, I don't necessarily agree television has seemingly risen to a form of art over the last decade-and-a-half -- doing so seems reductive to the shows that broke the ground for the current pantheon of what we deem great. For every episode of Community that is immediately upon airing deemed groundbreaking and revelatory, there are 200+ episodes of Cheers that mastered the general premise of throwing people into a setting and letting them hang out with each other. Shows that are correctly lauded for their superb writing and excellent acting like Mad Men were preceded by shows like NYPD Blue, Hill Street Blues, even going back to The Twilight Zone as standard-bearers. If anything, the advent of TV on DVD and the rise of internet communities has merely highlighted the fact that television has been an art form all along.

Of course, the way stories are able to be told has expanded, what with the much-more-fragmented delivery models of television. Of course, after The Sopranos took off, other cable networks took license to develop their own slates of original, highly serialized programming. And as we all know, serialization of televisoin certainly opens up possibilities for amazing storytelling, but for every Lost, there are five FlashForwards or, to a lesser extent, The Killings. That is, good writing / acting / backstage business trumps the methodology of how a show is delivered, which is a formula that hasn't changed in decades of television history.

But, I think what you are seeing in your shock and amusement to the reaction of Mad Men's "Tea Leaves" is the instant reaction that occurs as the show is airing. Twitter makes it a lot easier for chumbalones like me to see Betty's first scene of the new season, see that she's gained weight, reach into my quick-access part of my brain that I know about "shark-jumping" moments on past television shows, and add to the level of snark that has already built on the Internet in that moment in time. I would differentiate that reaction to actual negative critical reaction to the show. If anything, it is more like we are all being told a story in real-time, one of which none of us know what will happen.

Tied into that is my personal excitement level for a new season of Mad Men. Think about the things that have happened between the fourth season finale and the fifth season premiere: I watched the entire series of Friday Night Lights, watched two seasons of Breaking Bad, caught up with the highly plot-twisty-and-pulpily-entertaining The Vampire Diaries, and read the entire first and second books of the Game of Thrones series and finished one season and started a second. Four seasons of excellent television like Mad Men certainly is not going to turn me away from these final three seasons of Mad Men. But on the other hand, I feel a little fatigue when we just started the fifth of the proposed seven seasons of the show after the show was away for eighteen months. Add in that by the fifth season, some plot beats of the show feel very played out (Harry accidentally saying something sexist in Megan's company comes to mind as a plot point that made me openly bored with the season premiere) and it's inevitable that my level of excitement at this point in time is not at an all-time high for the show.

But, I completely agree with you that community building through television is the easiest form of pop culture consumption today. When we started this blog in 2005 (way to make me feel old, Chris), we both were interested in analyzing and discussing pop culture as it came to us. Television is now an obvious starting point for our pop culture conversations. And, television has the added benefit that anybody can watch the same things that those who are paid to do it and add their voices to the fray. Unlike sports blogging, television discourse doesn't necessarily require media access to form a (look what I'm doing here) valid opinion. And, let's face it, there is a great television community that exists in our society today.

So, with that said, let's quip away as a community. Because, heck, all of our opinions are valid about TV.

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Blogulator Radio 49: Game of Thrones: The Netcast: The Ride

Click this here link to listen to us talk about Game of Thrones, Mad Men, and our stupid dogs who constantly need our love.

M’Lord, may I present to you Qualler and Brigitte, who discuss the start of season two of Game of Thrones, as they add their voices to the masses and masses of other TV netcasts and bloggers that have also talked about it. And while it is said that a Lannister always pays his debts, Qualler and Brigitte pay no mind to the multitudes of other things on the internet that comment on Game of Thrones. In the midst of the realm that is Westeros, or, Qualler and Brigitte’s bedroom, they also discuss everyone’s second favorite period piece about people doing stuff in the 1960s and wearin’ fancy suits and doing all kinds of 60s things, Mad Men, in which they follow up Chris and Jerksica’s fawning discussion from last week with slightly-less-than-fawning discussion. The first favorite is OBVIOUSLY Magic City on Starz, duh(*)!

 Blogulator Radio is brought to you in part by Netflix, where you can stream your favorite TV shows and movies from your TV, computer, or many other devices as often as you want for just 7.99 a month. Start your free two week trial today and help support independent netcasting. For up to the minute updates all up in your upness, be sure to subscribe to Blogulator Radio via iTunes or RSS.

Being a modern show for modern people, we’ve got all sorts of ways to find us online. We’ve got your Facebook and your Twitter and your Google+, and you can follow Qualler and Chris on Twitter as well. Of course we always welcome comments or questions either in the comments below or through email at bradio@fancypantsgangsters.com.

(*)Kidding, people.

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Blogulator Radio Episode 48: Blow Them A New One



Chris and Jerksica return a full month since they last graced your computer speakers for a potpourri-style episode that ranges in discussion topics, but ultimately focuses on two ends of the TV spectrum: highbrow fare like the fifth season premiere of AMC’s smash hit drama Mad Men and lowbrow absentmindedness that they still love like NBC’s second season of the singing competition show The Voice. Also, Chris has a triumphant story about how he got Jerksica to watch the final ten minutes of the season finale of The Walking Dead, while Jerksica is not-so-happy to report that somehow they both found themselves drooling on themselves a few feet too far away from the remote and thus caught the first two episodes of the new reality show Fashion Star, in which contestants try to woo buyers from department stores with something called “bat sleeves.”

Far more importantly than any of this, however, Blogulator Radio is proud to announce an overhaul of their main site TheBlogulator.com starting April 9th, which will feature a new host of Twitterers, writers, and podcast co-hosters for a wider swath of you TV obsessives out there. Spread the word!

Blogulator Radio is brought to you in part by Netflix, where you can stream your favorite TV shows and movies from your TV, computer, or many other devices as often as you want for just 7.99 a month. Start your free two week trial today and help support independent netcasting. For up to the minute updates all up in your upness, be sure to subscribe to Blogulator Radio via iTunes or RSS.

Being a modern show for modern people, we’ve got all sorts of ways to find us online. We’ve got your Facebook and your Twitter and your Google+, and you can follow Qualler and Chris on Twitter as well. Of course we always welcome comments or questions either in the comments below or through email at bradio@fancypantsgangsters.com.

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