Maggie Smith holds court again.
After a star-studded week of shows honoring the two-and-a-half decades of The Oprah Winfrey Show, its final hour aired today with just Oprah -- in a fabulous pink dress, dripping in diamonds -- alone on the stage, recalling the show's history and imparting some final words of wisdom and thanks to her unparalleled loyal audience. We joke a lot about Oprah, but I've loved the show since I was a kid, so I decided to watch and write a minute-by-minute account of the final hour of the most influential talk show of all time. Read and comment along, and we'll all get through this together.
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Yesterday I did my fair share of bitching about the recent slew of stuntcasting news for 30 Rock's upcoming season, saying as a longtime fan I personally don't care to see an episode where Jennifer Aniston or Oprah Winfrey eats up significant screen time, but that I understand 30 Rock is in desperate need of ratings so I'll just suck it up for now. It's fair to say I owe them at least that much for all the hilarity they've given me. My resolve to give the show a break is wearing a little thin, however, with today's news that Gossip Girl's Leighton Meester and Blake Lively will be appearing in a November sweeps episode. Really? Now I have to endure those two as well? And more importantly, why those two over Chuck Bass?! He's hilarious! This begs the question -- how much worse is this going to get?
The world is still reeling from the news that that the queen of daytime television will be abandoning her current talk show at the end of next season. Well, maybe it's just the world of stay-at-home moms and the unemployed that's reeling, but regardless, the question on everyone's minds is: what will Ms. Winfrey do next? While many consider it a given that she'll simply star on a new series on OWN (Oprah Winfrey Network, natch), we think that she should set her sights a little higher. Primetime high. Here's our unsolicited job advice for her:
It's a rainy day in New York City, Dave Matthews is playing outside my window on the Today Show, and Oprah is no longer Forbes' "Most Powerful Celebrity." This day just keeps getting worse and worse.
The all-powerful Oprah Winfrey is in talks to lend a stuntcasting hand to our beloved 30 Rock, the greatest show on television that hardly anybody is watching. She's thisclose to playing herself in an episode this fall, though it's not clear what her storyline will be. I for one hope she just shows up at TGS as a representative of The Black Crusaders, the group of highly powerful African-Americans who terrorized Tracey Jordon at the end of Season 1. Not so sure how down Oprah would be with that idea, but the mere fact that she's agreed to be on the show in the first place probably means she's aware of The Black Crusaders storyline and isn't too terribly offended by it. Or The Black Crusaders are real, and she's just come to disperse disinformation about them. I'm leaning towards the latter, because conspiracies are fun!
At the beginning of every week (usually Monday, which is also today) I like to go to Oprah.com to see which episodes I should Tivo in the coming week for my drunken idiot friends and I to watch and make fun of at a later date. Usually this makes for a pretty fun experience, but this week not so much. Here's what Oprah has lined up for us drunken idiots:
One of mine is the annual "Oprah's Favorite Things" episode of...um, Oprah. Obviously. But in case you didn't catch the episode because you missed it in Tuesday's picks, you must check out Jezebel's recap.
Was I the only one who was really pissed last year when Oprah didn't do a Favorite Things episode? I remember complaining about it to Pam and she was like, "I think she was all busy with her school in Africa," and I was like, "Her school in Africa can suck it." One year later, who was right? Me.
In the news today: phone sex apologies, an ailing TV detective, a senseless battered woman exploitation, ridiculous nerd happenings, witchy casting news and a new Joss musical. It's a real roller-coaster of emotions, I tell you.