This might be the first Emmy nomination morning in a number of years that didn't leave us pounding our heads into the wall. That's not to say that there weren't a great deal of snubs (there were) or that undeserving people didn't get recognized (they did), but the number of happy surprises eased much of the frustration that we would otherwise feel. For us, the biggest pleasant surprise was that Friday Night Lights's tremendous husband and wife duo (played by Kyle Chandler and Connie Britton) were finally nominated for their years of brilliant, ignored work. The other big highlight was getting to watch nomination presenter Sofia Vergara stumble over pretty much everyone's name -- so much so that co-presenter Joel McHale generously pronounced "Hargitay" for her. And as if that wasn't enough to charm us, McHale also coped with his Emmy snub far better than we did, by simply shrugging and saying, "It's OK, I phoned it in." Is there an Emmy for best sport? Anyway, on with the rest of our initial reactions to this year's nominees.
I hate to start off on a rant, but I just can't wait until after the jump. Seriously, why is 90210 2.0 going to get rid of Dustin Milligan, who plays Ethan? He's one of the few characters on that show I can even tolerate. The pentapus? Kinda cute. The fact that they think he's run his course is stupid. Really? Just hook him up with a new girl. I always thought he was supposed to be the Dylan in this scenario. Which means he's got a couple more seasons of life in him yet. Instead, the powers that be are trying to find ways to make watching this show an even more painful experience than it already is (it is my job to watch it... I would have stopped long ago if I could have). Since this apparently means more screen time for the dude playing Liam, and not a promotion for the awesomely underrated Navid, I'm not happy. Okay, now on to the rest of your regularly scheduled, and less rant-filled, news.
Something is totally up this week. Maybe it was a tryptophan overdose from Turkey day or another bad bout of TV sickness brought on by House hostages and Heroes eclipses, but news that's coming out this week that should get me all irrationally exuberant and have me talking Mindy's ear off, really has just been met with a shrug.
For instance today they announced that they have greenlit episodes of Caprica, the Battlestar Galactica prequel. Well, that's fabulous, but I'm still waiting for the two-hour pilot that they filmed. I need my Eric Stoltz and Cylon fix. Do you hear me? Plus, TPTB mentioned that Caprica likely wouldn't hit the airwaves until 2010, and that is sofar off in the distance, and so much could happen before then, that I find it hard be enthusiastic yet.
When it comes to TV, there are way more fabulous and high-profile roles for moms and the poor dads get the short shrift. However, we spent
minutes weeks hunting through Wikipedia and our collective minds the annals of television for the best and worst TV dads that we could remember. Well, at least these are the ones that left an indelible mark on us, and not with wire hangers or anything (though we may not put that past some of the dastardly daddies on our naughty list). So in honor of Father's Day, here's our slapped together long-awaited list in alphabetical order (because we just couldn't decide if Jack Bristow or Keith Mars would be the No. 1 perfect patriarch).
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