I'm proud to represent an area of Long Island that has been the location for many famous movies and TV shows. Shamefully, it's also now the location for a show whose characters are disgraceful, misleading, and fuel anti-Semitic stereotypes: Princesses: Long Island.
If I've learned anything from my experience shooting our show, it is that I much prefer the retouched facsimile to the unvarnished original. I could never do their job in real life; tight-rope walking on a razor's edge of endless moral ambiguity.
As two queer female filmmakers, we were interested in doing a series of interviews with queer women in the TV world. Over the next month we will be chatting with amazing women who have penned and directed your favorite shows. We decided to start with writer/director Jamie Babbit.
Devious Maids has been compared to Desperate Housewives, but after watching the first two episodes of Marc Cherry's latest primetime soap, it's distinctive enough to stand out from the former ABC hit.
While most people were ready to commit to TV shows and loved them no matter what they did, I was breaking up with TV shows like a serial dater on JDate. Arrested Development was the one show that did not disappoint.
My husband doesn't hate Mad Men. He likes it a lot. Not as much as I do because my like borders on obsession and fixation. But he likes it. What my husband hates, is me, after I watch Mad Men.
The CBS daytime series The Young and the Restless celebrates its 40th anniversary this year, and it's doing so with a bang.
On May 26 alone, there were more than 2.3 million TV-related tweets. That included over 600,000 for that night's NBA game, 230,000 for The Bachelorette and nearly 58,000 for Arrested Development. And that's just the tip of the social TV iceberg.
Part stand-up comedy, part spoken word, Don't Tell My Mother! is a night of balls-out, shocking and wickedly funny storytelling that occupies a warm and special place in entertainment circles.
Probably because the Moon was basically revealed to be the world's largest webcam this week, Americans have been obsessed with a bygone era.
It was three months ago when the network decided to pull Zero Hour off the air. I didn't take it personally, I know its business. I was just sad for all the great actors, talented technicians and artists who but their hearts and time into telling this story.
What could I say to this young man who meant so much to my kid, this young man who, by playing a television character, had helped lead my son to tell me about his orientation and, by extension, helped change the trajectory of my own life toward activism?
If one manages to look beyond the incendiary swashbuckling and dragon hatchlings perched atop naked women, it becomes apparent that Game of Thrones is chock full of science.
I loved Mary. And Phyllis, Sue Ann Nivens and Georgette... but I was, I am, a Rhoda. Through Rhoda, Valerie Harper gave me and countless other girls permission to be outspoken, opinionated, talk with a funny accent and dream of shining in a supporting role so brightly as to become a leading lady and a star, while remaining true to her essence.
In the North American context, mistressing has become a verb, a launching pad for reality TV careers, an entrepreneurial venture, and a sexually liberating medium for women. Ashley Dupre and Tiger Woods's many mistresses, most notoriously Rachel Uchitel and Jamie Grubbs have claimed their humiliating fame by being "kept women." Moreover, riding the mistress commodity and spinning on the BBC success of the dramatic series, Mistresses, ABC recently launched the American version of the same name starring 80s teen star Alyssa Milano and produced by Gossip Girl creator KJ Steinberg.
The fact that this episode included so many callbacks to Season 1 -- the exterior church funeral shots, the "I know you want to kiss me," etc. -- felt more Sisyphean than Easter egg-y. I'm really getting tired of going in circles here.
Are there too many stories about gay characters for the Mad Men universe or for the viewer at home?
I broke my interviewing cherry with Kiyomi McCloskey from Hunter Valentine. I decided to just talk to Kiyomi -- and, of course, ask questions that I thought people who read my blog would be interested in: things about beer, fashion, travel, dating, and being butch.
The third installment of Desiree's search for a man-child fiance includes three games of dodgeball, five fake cowboys and one lying "Bachelorette" contestant. Welcome to true love, y'all.
As a Jewish woman from New York, I could not be more appalled with the Bravo network's decision to air this train wreck of a show, and the cast members' decisions to fuel this stereotypical fire.
It's been almost a month since I attended the Eurovision Song Contest in Malmö, Sweden and I've been trying to distill the experience for my American friends.