Not only has The Office transitioned into the post Michael Scott era with grace, but I am relishing the complexity of the other characters and story lines.
It was as if Crystal was preserved in time like Austin Powers, thawed out for the 84th Annual Academy Awards, and recycled past bits without trying at all to show off something fresh and new.
Rosh Hashanah may be around the corner, but it felt more like Passover nearly a week ago when The Office's Carell was overlooked in his last chance to take home the gold.
As we all know, the Grammys have become the really nice boy in class who brags about the fact he's never read a book and sometimes comes to school with his shirt on inside out. So is it time to start treating the Emmys like the Grammys?
I've mostly adapted from my Cape Cod roots to Southern California. But summer isn't really summer until I get back to the Cape, with gin and tonics at sunset and the glow of a sunburn at the end of the day.
The credit downgrade, Michele Bachmann's Newsweek cover and the GOP debate provided ample material for late night hosts this week.
After weeks and weeks tweeting and shouting, Congress finally got it together and raised the debt ceiling on Wednesday. We can only hope that this ma...
So what's not to like about Crazy, Stupid, Love? Well, nothing -- except it may just have too much of a good thing.
This weekend is an excellent example of why it's the numbers, not the rankings that matter when discussing box office. And, more importantly, the context of the numbers must be taken into account as well as the hard figures.
Spending almost two hours in the dark with Steve Carell, Julianne Moore, Ryan Gosling, and Emma Stone is really so much fun that you're to be forgiven if you don't realize, by the time you walk out, that you've just seen a very important film.
Crazy, Stupid, Love is the summer's most enjoyably surprising film: a comedy that knows how to pay more attention to the feelings it explores than to creating a conveyor belt for punchlines. It earns its laughs -- and then some.
It's interesting to be in a group representing so-called peers, which is the whole point of a jury, yet, looking around and listening to conversations, for the most part they're people with whom I have little in common. But maybe that's a good thing.
We have all seen this show before -- new bosses that come in and shoot themselves in the foot, leaving their direct reports bemused, bewildered and befuddled. Sometimes it almost seems on purpose.
When we start focusing on what we want to express and contribute, we discover a source of limitless energy and inspiration that is far greater than possession of any external object.
If you're wondering why Dana Carvey is hosting Saturday Night Live this week, it may be because he's the best ambassador to great comedy that the show...
Well, it's time to start clutching your World's Greatest Boss mugs and begin crying loudly in a corner. Not only is Michael Scott leaving The Office, ...