Rather than write a second long piece in praise of 30 Rock, add yet another blog post to the world about how Tina Fey changed television (though, she did) or try to convince you how much the series transformed TV while glazing over the fact that the show was almost unwatchable for two seasons, let's just focus on the finale... the very satisfying and heartfelt finale.
Like the title says, last night's season premiere was the beginning of the end of 30 Rock, which will leave the airwaves for good after this 13-episode season. And, to be honest, we're not all that sorry to see it leave, even if last season almost brought the show back to the glory days of Seasons 1, 2 and 3. As the adage goes, better to go out somewhat close to the top rather than in the cellar.
Like almost every kid that came of age in the late '80s/early '90s, I went through a big Weird Al phase. Back then, there were still these things called cassette tapes and I soon amassed a healthy collection of Yankovic's albums. Favorite songs? "Eat It" of course. "The Rye or the Kaiser" was another (especially since it spoofed a song from one of the greatest sequels of all time, Rocky III) and you can't forget about "(This Song's Just) Six Words Long," "I Think I'm A Clone Now" and "Yoda."
I've been thoroughly enjoying 30 Rock this season. Sure, it hasn't been perfect, but it's definitely regained its place in my heart as one of the best sitcoms on TV. And in last night's "The Tuxedo Begins" -- for a brief moment -- dare I say that it was... Community good. [Dun dun dunnnn!]
If the rest of Season 6 of 30 Rock is as enjoyable as last night's premiere, then we are in for a good haul. "Dance Like Nobody's Watching" wasn't jam-packed with jokes, but it was fun to watch, got nice and weird for a few minutes and ended on an actual sweet and hopeful note. It's not what I usually expect from 30 Rock, but given how repetitive the show was getting, I'm open to the change. And as every successful episode of this show does, we picked up a lot of helpful advice that'll get us through 'til the next episode. Things like...
1) Peter Dinklage. I never thought I'd be so attracted to a little person. Mindy and I discussed it, and she too finds the thespian foxy. My theory is that god had to counteract his potential eye-melting hotness by making him wee because the world wouldn't be able to handle him full sized.
2) The subtle swipe at Heroes.
3) "A Blaffair to Rememblack"
4) Salma Hayek's unapologetic cleavage.
5) Janet Joppler.
6) Kenneth's Teen Witch rap, embedded below.
I never thought I'd relate so well to 30 Rock's Kenneth, but his devotion to the sportsmanship of the Olympics and his fear of SpongeBob SquarePants rang true (It's that laugh. It's creepy.). I spent the better part of two weeks watching and writing about the good, bad and bizarre sporting events that make up the Olympics and I always kinda thought that some of those sports were a little fishy. Like water polo? Totally can't be real. Kenneth discovers that Women's Soccer isn't real either... which I'd always suspected. Anyway, the genius that is Jack Donaghy and the folks at Scheinhardt Wig Company created faux Olympic sports in order to boost the American spirit and win more medals. Yay, good sportsmanship.
Don't step to the Emmys, y'all. Every once in a while, they get it right. Case in point: the genius that is 30 Rock. Now I won't lie -- pound for pound, I much preferred Season One to Season Two. Not only was there a butt-ton more of it, it was slightly more outrageous than Season Two. But hey, I'm sort of splitting hairs because all 30 Rock is good 30 Rock. Sort of like pizza... even when it's not great, it still kicks ass. I paraphrase, of course.
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