Yes it's been over since past Monday night's August 25th gala event. But what was the entertainment public left with after celebrating television's highest annual ceremonial awards? The answer is rerun winners.
Whether all these figures are anti-heroes, or in some cases something else entirely, is an interesting question. As is the question of why anti-heroes are so important in quality television. Short form answer is that they match the times. It's a mostly cynical and sour era, with little faith in institutions or, generally speaking, leaders.
I do curse, actually. But more like a sailor and less like Paris Hilton. And normally not at my very small, precious, pigtailed children. Maybe AROUND them accidentally -- like when I can't get the front door open or drop something on my toe - but not AT them. Unless they secretly eat my ice cream, of course. But what I'm saying is -- barely ever.
After I saw 22 Jump Street, I noted publicly that, while it was funnier than 21 Jump Street, so was my root canal. (Although the latter did include laughing gas.) Still, the bar wasn't particularly high.
Need for Speed is a movie based on a videogame of the same name. As such it has a built in audience with it from the start. All others will sign on at their own risk -- of boredom
While I doubt there's enough gas in the tank to mount a franchise that can compete with Fast & Furious (much less match the video games' distance record), Need For Speed is still a satisfying bit of here-and-gone sensory stimulation that delivers exactly the kind of high-octane, high-velocity thrills promised by the title.
Jason Bateman makes his directing debut with Bad Words, the rudest comedy about an adult dealing with kids since Bad Santa.
This week we're joined by award-winning comedy writer Sameer Gardezi (Modern Family, The Goodwin Games) as we riff on the latest noteworthy news out of La-La-Land.
We checked out this year's slate, but before we can smugly tell our friends, "Yeah, I saw that before anyone else -- at Sundance," we broke them down into categories and predicted the "buzzworthiness" that each would have this year.
Alice Eve doesn't own an Academy Award -- yet. But the striking British beauty who stood out in frothy romantic comedies such as She's Out of My League, Starter for Ten and The Decoy Bride, has shown that potential after pushing the lightweight fare aside to take on meatier roles with emotional heft.
I wasn't expecting another "Ozymandias," but the slightly mechanical "Felina" wasn't quite what I was expecting.
I have my heart set on redemption for Jesse, but not my mind. I've spent the weeks leading up to the finale making peace with what will likely happen to him, and hoping that a life of servitude or solitude will not force a graver fate upon this tarnished soul.
Thank you, thank you, anonymous benefactor (Gary? Was that you?). How privileged we are to be privy to the uncensored inner thoughts of all these talented actors. We just had to share them with the world.
Time and again, the damaged pride and vanity of the male characters cause them to act without logic and -- at their most destructive -- extreme violence.
Once he had Jesse in his clutches, Hank became Walter White.
My jaw dropped when I realized what Walt was doing.