His acting career is percolating nicely -- featured role on a hit sitcom, parts in Oscar-winning films such as Argo and respected series such as The Newsroom -- but Chris Messina couldn't pass up the opportunity to direct a film of his own.
It's always a toss up of priorities. I know as I'm gorging on good material that there are moments I should savor. But the total package is so seductive that I can't be bothered to be polite, reasonable, health conscious or disciplined.
It's the end of the year, which means endless end-of-the-year lists, especially for TV shows. And I didn't watch TV this year. Seriously. I cut the cable cord in 2008. Yes, I am superior to you, thanks for asking.
While my love of Aaron Sorkin's writing remains intact regardless of how often language, scenarios and character archetypes repeat throughout his repertoire, I'm really at a loss right now. Given this last episode's ham-fisted time-out worthy tantrum, I think it's time to call bullshit.
I propose that it is time for us to accept as a premise in whatever environmental discussions we have -- or indeed, in any deliberations on anything taking place in the future -- the fact that the world is coming to an end.
Both the show and I have our moments, but what gets me about The Newsroom is that it's "The News" the way a guy my age remembers it, wishes it still were and thinks it still should be -- honest, accurate, compelling and dripping with integrity.