Mike & Molly is television's latest answer to how fat we are as a nation, and who better for the job than mass appeal sitcom guru Chuck Lorre? Well, a lot of people, if what you're looking for is something thoughtful, and better than a clunky collection of bad fat jokes. But what's that, CBS? You're not looking for that? You just want a hit? Oh. Then this will probably be great for you.
I adored Pushing Daisies last season, it was just so cute and clever and charming, but I worried, because I also adored the first season of Ugly Betty and season two got a little dicey and season three's been hit or miss. I'm just delighted that Pushing Daisies (which no one is watching for whatever reason) is still as perfectly precious and adorable as it was and now even more so because the characters have just really come in to their own. Sometimes I feel like I'm going to burst with absolute love for it. I need a hug machine to give me a comforting squeeze after each episode! I was feeling inspired to write poetry about how I adore this show, but I'm really terrible at writing poetry. Instead, I'm just borrowing my title from the Elizabeth Barret Browning sonnet and counting the multiple ways that I am absolutely smitten with this show.
So last night's Heroes was the first one penned by Pushing Daisies' Bryan Fuller since Season 1, and while the episode was as strong as the occasionally strong episodes of this volume have been, the thing that really stood out for me was -- whoa, when did this show turn into a quip-a-second quipfest? It was like watching Buffy or something. The dialogue was so much different -- and so much better -- than it usually is, I almost had trouble focusing on the story. Was Season 1 like this? I can't remember, but for now I'm welcoming it as a very positive change. I bet the actors are thrilled to have non-stupid dialogue to say for the first time a long while. Also, Swoosie Kurtz was practically used as an extra, which is just unbelievable. Bryan Fuller is the man. My favorite quotes from last night, in no particular order:
As an unabashed, longtime Bonnie Hunt enthusiast, I decided to disregard yesterday's premiere of The Bonnie Hunt Show in favor of today's episode for blog purposes, partly because Hunt seemed really nervous for the whole first episode and not entirely herself, and partly because the lunatic impression/accent generator on speed that is Robin Williams on a talk show annoyingly took up most of it. Bonnie seemed much more relaxed today during both her monologue (which she does sitting behind a desk that is so low it's distracting) and her interview with the fabulous Swoosie Kurtz, who I'd wager is a lot less frustrating to interview than Robin Williams.