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A moment of silence, please. Or, at least, a moment of not Twittering. That's the same as silence nowadays, right? A Joss Whedon show has been cancelled (probably), which means that another angel has gotten its wings, which is also a metaphor for puberty.
Porn parodies of TV show are all the rage nowadays. In fact, they're so prevalent that 30 Rock has a storyline tonight in which Liz Lemon decides to cut out the middleman and produce a 30 Rock porn herself. However, they fail to mention the fact that there already is a 30 Rock porn. (You can see the SFW trailer here, if you don't mind a few f-bombs.) It actually looks like a pretty good parody, too -- the guy who plays Tracy Jordan actually has some really funny lines, and the Jack Donaghy character is sufficiently raspy. But while this particular parody seems to be faithful to the show, a lot of the porns out there take liberties that cannot be tolerated. If it doesn't work as a porn, just don't do it! Here are a few of the most egregious offenders.
Holy jeebus! New shows canceled, old shows revived, fathers and mothers cast, animated characters stripping for money, dogs and cats living together... mass hysteria! Or just mass media. It's hard to tell the difference sometimes.
The unthinkable has happened. After eight seasons, Law & Order: Criminal Intent will be without lead detective Robert Goren for the first time, as Vincent D'Onofrio will be leaving the show to do more film work. And he's not alone, either -- Kathryn Erbe (Det. Eames), Julianne Nicholson (Det. Wheeler) and Eric Bogosian (Capt. Ross) are all leaving the show, as well. Who does that leave? Pretty much just new hire Jeff Goldblum, who just finished his first season as Det. Nichols. While it can't feel good to have all of your fellow cast members quit on you, we're glad Goldblum is sticking around, because now he can be the lead detective in a show cast entirely by us! Well, almost -- they've already replaced Nicholson with Saffron Burrows, formerly of My Own Worst Enemy. But here's who we think should fill the rest of the vacant spots.
Yesterday, EW broke the shocking news that the House bosses have decided to let Jennifer Morrison go for creative reasons, and that her final episode (with the possibility of future guest spots, like that's a big consolation) will air this November. It's apparently a done deal, her goodbye's already been shot, and she did not quit -- she was written out because their future plans for the show do not include Cameron. That, for lack of a better word, blows. Here are some of the many reason why.
It was announced recently that some geniuses at Fox and Sony Pictures TV decided that it was about time to turn Heathers into a TV series, since everything else is being redone already. My knee-jerk reaction was that this was a horrible idea (and made me shout "fuck me gently with a chainsaw!" at my computer) but I decided in fairness that I would rewatch this iconic film from my youth yet again to see how they could possibly transform it into a weekly television show. Maybe it was outdated and ready for an reboot. But now that I have, I still think it is a terrible idea, unless they can get Tina Fey or Ryan Murphy to do it. Which they haven't.
After months and months of hype, speculation and abject horror at the idea, More to Love finally premiered last night. And, as Angel warned us, it really does boil down to just being The Bachelor, but with larger people. They really didn't try very hard at all to differentiate the two shows. There are some key differences, however -- some of which are great, but most of which are yikes city. So it turns out that waifish physique and penchant for black eyeliner may have been more than just fashion statements. Yes, it's true -- Mischa Barton has finally gone off the deep end. And I say finally because, really, didn't we all see this one coming? Her performances as the tortured Marissa Cooper on The O.C. were often just a little too good. At some point, acting totally screwed up probably just came too naturally. Who knows, maybe some lazy production assistant forgot to switch those painkillers with Smarties or that vodka with water all those times? I'm not pointing any fingers, but hey, you never know.
The Emmy nominations are so 24 hours ago. Nobody's declined their nomination yet, so I'm officially declaring this TWoP News an Emmy-free zone. Unless somebody wants to nominate it for something.
First, if you don't want to know who lived/died on that annoyingly sappy show Grey's Anatomy at the end of last season, stop reading this post now. If you couldn't care less and are bloodthirsty, like me, and were hoping that there'd be a mass explosion and only Cristina, Hunt and Bailey somehow survived... well, read on. The death toll isn't nearly that exciting, but I'll take what I can get.
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