Showing posts with label television. Show all posts
Showing posts with label television. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Nobody Cares About Art Directors (Or, How to Accept Your Award and Shut Up)

I've always been an awards show junkie, which surprises even me because I like pretty dresses but not that much, and the last time I saw a movie in the theaters was in 2009 (my beloved Gran Torino, which got hosed during awards season). I watch about three television shows regularly and one of them is American Idol, so my taste level is already pretty suspect. I genuinely do not care if Tina Fey wins another award.

And yet still I love the Golden Globes and the Oscars. I'll generally watch anything in which pretty statues are given out.

Oooh, shiny.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Dear History Channel,

You used to be my favorite cable network, and The Universe is still pretty awesome (whenever you actually decide to air it). Back in my bartending days, I especially appreciated how you would still air shows at 3 a.m. while the rest of the cable networks crapped out and switched to infomercials.

But I've got a bone to pick with you. This:

Is not history. Neither is this:

Sunday, November 21, 2010

The American Music Awards (or, Go Away, Ke$ha)

I actually really like a lot of pop music, but the American Music Awards makes a habit of highlighting the absolute worst of it.

Case in point.
 So naturally I figured I would subject myself to the whole show.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Braaaaiiiiiiiins.



Have you seen The Walking Dead yet? It's on Sunday nights on AMC, and you can catch last week's pilot on On Demand and AMC's website. It's good. Really good.

I'm not really a horror movie aficionado, but it's about a zombie apocalypse. A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE. There's no way that wouldn't be awesome, right? That's so awesome I'm starting a band and calling it Zombie Apocalypse, and our first single will be "I'm Not Even Hungry (But You Taste So Good)."

Sunday, September 26, 2010

The Event, and Why It Might Not Suck

The "must-watch" advertisements for TV pilots every September can get tiring. I watch a grand total of two shows with any regularity: Mad Men (because it's outstanding) and Project Runway (because I like my Thursday nights with an injection of fabulousness).