Guess what, boys and girls? The TV season is over!
The 2011-12 network TV season officially ended last night at 11, and back in the ancient mid-90s days when I started covering TV for a living, that would essentially be time for TV critics and TV viewers alike to take a nice, relaxing (albeit at times tedious) three-month siesta. There was original summer programming, but not a lot of it, in part because the networks still made money on repeats in those days, in part because cable channels weren't producing original content at remotely the volume they are today.
Now, though, I look at the premiere schedule for the next few months and it's easy to imagine I'll be writing and watching nearly as much as I did when the season was in-season.
Guess what, boys and girls? The TV season is over!
A review of the one-hour "Cougar Town" finale coming up just as soon as I'm not Coolio...
There were no guests on the final episode of "The Oprah Winfrey Show." There was, for that matter, no chair, nor a couch or any other piece of comfy furniture. There was only Oprah herself, standing and addressing her audience.
Of course that's all there was. Because this wasn't a talk show farewell episode, not really. Oprah got her big goodbye in the star-studded United Center episodes that aired earlier this week.
No, this was an occasion for which a guest, or the possibility of sitting, seemed inappropriate.
This was a sermon - the last sermon Oprah will ever deliver from the lofty, powerful pulpit of the talk show she hosted for 25 years.
I have complained often about "American Idol" over the last decade - about mediocre contestants, incoherent judges, lame theme nights, episodes running long, pointless filler, etc., etc., etc. - but I kept watching.
I learned to prune the amount I watched, ditching first the auditions, then the results shows, and eventually last season everything but the Hollywood episodes and then the performances and Simon's comments, but there was something irresistible about the concept itself to me. Even when I didn't much like the contestants (and Crystal Bowersox was the only person I cared about last year), I wanted to see these young men and women get on stage and sing, hoping against hope that this would be the week we'd get a performance akin to Kelly Clarkson doing "Stuff Like That There" or David Cook doing "Hello" - that feeling of being in on the ground floor of someone mastering their own prodigious talent.
This season, though, I kicked the habit.
A review of "The Chicago Code" finale coming up just as soon as I still have a working VCR...
First thing's first, "United States of Tara" fans: if you missed the news earlier today, Showtime decided not to order a fourth season (while at the same time renewing "Nurse Jackie"). Go click the link for my thoughts on that - as well as my explanation for why cancellation in and of itself may not be such a bad thing for this show, given where I know the season is going.
But we still have four (very good) episodes to go, and I'm not abandoning ship, not when the really cool stuff is coming. Now that we're close to the finish line and I no longer have to stay mum on a certain major plot development that y'all learned about last week, I've got a more full-length review of "Bryce Will Play" coming up just as soon as I go to a museum dedicated to the manufacturing of baseball bats...
A year ago tonight, "Lost" ended with a two and a half hour finale that some found brilliant, some found maddening, and others fell somewhere in between. I definitely was one of the in-betweeners, trending more towards the good than the bad. I loved the emotional reunions, Jack and Smokey's final duel, Jack passing the torch to Hurley and some other story and character moments while being largely frustrated with both the revelation of what the sideways universe was and the lack of answers from the series as a whole. I wrote a review that night, then another one a few weeks later that nudged even more towards the positive while still not being pleased about all the time spent on the sideways, the Temple, etc. At the time, I wondered whether my opinion would change in a few months, or years, noting that I still thought about the similarly-contentious "The Sopranos" finale the way I did the night it aired.
And re-reading those reviews, and thinking on "The End," my opinions are mostly unchanged. But in another way, I feel even more positive about both the finale and the series as a whole than I did 365 days ago.
Upfront Week is over, and the Firewall & Iceberg Podcast is back on a Monday schedule, which Dan and I use to preview one finale ("Idol") and dissect a whole bunch of other ones. Spoilers galore, so you may want to keep this week's run-down especially handy if your DVR is backed up:
This morning, I was having a conversation with another TV critic who had just finished watching the third season of "United States of Tara," and we came to two conclusions:
1)As great as this season of the show has been (the 9th of 12 episodes airs tonight at 10:30), it was going to be very hard for the show to both top it and keep telling interesting stories about the characters, given how the rest of the season plays out. And given that, maybe it might be for the best if the show ended after this season.
2)If Showtime canceled "Tara" and renewed "Nurse Jackie," we were going to be very, very unhappy.
Guess what just happened this afternoon, boys and girls?
On one level, the new HBO film "Too Big to Fail" (which debuts tonight at 9) has no business being as suspenseful as it is. Nearly every character is either an investment banker or a financial policy wonk. The subject matter - the mortgage crisis of 2008 - is so complicated that several times the movie has to stop so characters can explain things in layman's terms (usually to people who'd already be able to do the same). And everyone going into the movie will know roughly what happened with that crisis, and that our economy is still a mess.