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I've been waiting with something akin to bated breath for the second season. Bravo can do reality competition programs like no other network, it's way clear. They have the formula down and they're really good at it.
From the cool blue checkerboard opening credit design and jazzy theme right on through to the final moments of last week's finale, this thriller became more and more addictive as the weeks went on.
Tim meets the gang outside Petland Discounts to advise them that this is the Unconventional Challenge: they are to design a garment using items purchased in the store.
We're back here once again, watching Heidi, Nina, and Michael Kors blithely destroy young dreams.
What struck me about Treme's finale was how many characters talked about coming home when they have stayed so strongly rooted in New Orleans, it's easy to forget they were not truly back.
Despite the madness of the reality TV lens, Javier Colon managed to come across as a normal, humble guy. A guy who loves his wife, his kids and his family. And the fact that he has the voice of a velvet angel didn't hurt either.
John Stamos showcased some great acting in his Law & Order: SVU appearance, especially during an interrogation scene with Chris Meloni when he talked about his natural male urge to procreate.
At some point, traditional media outlets will finally wise the hell up and realize that we're well past the point where it is considered unforgivable to express an opinion.
Sorry Mr. Schue, but next to John Stamos (arguably the most attractive man to pull off salt-n-pepper locks since George Clooney), your over-gelled mop screams 90's boy-band.
Newscasters' chatter as Flight 175 flew into the South Tower at 9:03 AM is a document of human incomprehensibility. You can almost feel one of modern civilization's master narratives being created.
I just saw the third episode of ABC's "Huge" and automatically loved it. It's hard not to. The characters have been bullied their whole lives. You want to hug them and tell them they're beautiful. Plus, they just look really huggable.
Aside from a few token Hispanic journalists sprinkled through the broadcast and cable networks like pepper on mashed potatoes, the country's largest minority group is basically invisible.
OK incumbents, all you defenders of the status quo: as the angry political earthquake shakes your terra unfirma, you can quake behind the gates of y...
The Project for Excellence in Journalism reports that Jon Stewart is America's fourth most admired "journalist". Local broadcasters need to take note.
The critics (and twitics) of late may preach the beauty of the marriage between TV and Twitter, but it isn't all one happy honeymoon.
