The Emmys: Neil Patrick Harris seemed off his game in a sorrow-filled ceremony
The idea of having five separate tributes to the dead, plus an In Memoriam segment, plus two mournful ballads from Elton John and Carrie Underwood dragged down the entire ceremony, says Mary McNamara. And Harris not being up to his usual hosting self added to the night's problems: "Although still hostier than most mere mortals, Harris seemed off his game Sunday night .... Between a sketch chronicling his struggles with 'Excessive Hosting Disorder' and a self-acknowledged random 'Dance Number in the Middle of the Show,' Harris seemed to be suggesting that he's done as much as he can do with this gig."
—Anemic, awkward, boring: An awards show filled with skits about how bad awards shows are
—Don't blame Neil Patrick Harris -- he stood no chance, even if he was a producer
—Jeff Daniels was shocked to win -- just like Twitter was shocked
—Ryan Seacrest endorses "The Ryan Seacrest Center for Excessive Hosting"
—Emmys tried to be the Tonys and the Grammys
—A lot of awards went to unexpected people
—Kevin Spacey takes on Emmy camera
—Jack Klugman's son objected to Cory Monteith tribute
—Merrit Wever expanded on her "I gotta go. Bye" acceptance speech backstage
—Netflix won just 1 award Sunday, for best director for "House of Cards"
—Lena Dunham & Claire Danes pretended to almost make out on the red carpet
—Who was the "awkward stage-exit man"?
—Conan, Fallon, Kimmel and Jane Lynch help Neil Patrick Harris
—Inside Jon Hamm and Amy Poehler's Emmy Losers Party
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Hey everybody, as you know I am still in the hospital. Infections are tricky things, and we're just working to get this one under control.
I'll be fine, but for now — and even after I'm home — I'm going to be at half-speed, at best, for a while. With the TV season officially beginning tonight, this is not an ideal time for that, but what can you do? I'll be writing fewer reviews, what I do write will often be shorter than normal, etc.
As it happens, this is a pretty weak season in terms of new shows, so I have no problem cutting bait on long reviews (or reviews of any kind) of most of the newbies. When I have time or energy, I'll put together posts like this one with very quick hits on what's debuting that night, just so you have some sense of my initial thoughts. If I stick with a rookie, maybe down the road I'll do something longer. (And some shows, like "SHIELD," will get the fuller treatment up-front.) There may be shows that are just skipped altogether, maybe a lot, depending on how I feel as the week moves on.
Three premieres tonight, with a sitcom and two dramas. In order:
A review of tonight's "Breaking Bad" coming up just as soon as I'm managing a Cinnabon in Omaha while owning three pairs of Dockers...
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Happy Emmy Night, Everybody!
Are we all excited for the accelerated 55 minute show that will be over in time so that everybody can watch the penultimate episode of "Breaking Bad"?
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