
We have done a lot of complaining about the poor quality of Award Show programs this past year. Both the Academy Awards and the Emmy's were disappointing. And even the MTV Video Awards suffered from that psycho comic from the UK.
We have done a lot of complaining about the poor quality of Award Show programs this past year. Both the Academy Awards and the Emmy's were disappointing. And even the MTV Video Awards suffered from that psycho comic from the UK.
Salon.com's tv columnist Heather Havrilevsky has a well-reasoned and quite harsh assessment of the state of television in 2008 on their site -- "The year the small screen fell flat"-- citing her dismay at the near-demise of what we all thought was another golden age of television.
nifty and we'd say deserving of its Golden Globe nod as Best Drama, which HH disparages. It's goofier than producer Alan Ball's Six Feet Under, of course, but has a verve and a vibrant ensemble cast who keep the admittedly out-there vampire plotlines consistently entertaining and immersive. I know we're all looking forward to its second season. (I do admit that you can get a little depressed going onto the HBO message boards for the show and finding it populated by vamp-lit cultists who are a little too fanatical in their devotion, but at The Flaming Nose we tend to understand loving television in a big way, most of the time.)
A Charlie Brown Christmas, based of course on Charles Schulz's masterful comic strip, was made for CBS in 1965. It has been repeated every Xmas for over 40 years (now you can see it each year on ABC), and it must surely rank as one of the most watched (and treasured) examples of animation art ever produced. It is completely unlike anything I've ever seen, and is utterly successful in setting a mood all its very own. There are two elements, initially, that set it apart: the beautifully evocative score by jazz pianist Vince Guaraldi and his trio; and the indescribable vocal performances by the mostly amateur kids Schulz and producer/animator Bill Melendez chose to represent these characters. Incredibly, both elements were originally nixed by the CBS executives, who not only felt that adults should have been cast in these roles and the eventually-million-selling score was too boppy for the mainstream, but that the whole piece would be better sullied up with a laugh track (they even wanted to nix any references to the Bible!). This shows how incredibly goofy and unfeeling these execs were, because it's the SOUND of A Charlie Brown Christmas that really grabs our hearts.
Originally sponsored by Coca-Cola (who ironically tried to fit in a few now-deleted product placements in its first airings), this half-hour piece follows Charlie Brown as he battles a holiday depression brought on by the commercialization of Christmas. Visiting Lucy's psychiatric stand, he's cajoled into being the director of the kids' Christmas play (the way his face lights up when Lucy suggests this is pure joy). Charlie Brown arrives on stage as Schroeder and the gang are dancing madly about. (The dances each of these eight kids are doing have become complete cultural touchstones; these are some terrific moves!)
Charlie Brown struggles to get his cast's attention, but when it becomes clear that they're not getting anywhere near discovering the true meaning of Christmas, it's determined that what the play needs is a big Christmas tree as the stage's centerpiece. It's here that Charlie sets out with Linus to find the perfect tree. But instead of getting a big pink artificial tree at the local lot (as Lucy suggests), Charlie Brown falls in love with an anemic-looking baby tree with barely enough branches on it to hang one ornament on ("Gee, do they still make wooden Christmas trees?" Linus exclaims). It's this little tree that becomes the symbol for what Christmas is all about: love.
Even after seeing it hundreds of times, I decided to pop in my old 1985 VHS copy of the special in this Christmas morning. Being a lifelong fan of Charles Schulz's work, I knew I would enjoy watching A Charlie Brown Christmas again. But I was surprised at how many times I laughed out loud during the piece. Most of these laughs come from Snoopy, who's first seen in the body of the special sitting atop his doghouse, reading the paper and literally eating bones one by one. I treasure the way he imitates on stage a sheep, a cow, a penguin, a vulture, and finally a fussbudgeting Lucy. And when he's caught dancing atop Schroeder's piano, the music abruptly stops and, as he's being stared down by Schroeder and Lucy, the dog turns red and sheepishly slinks away. I'm telling you, this is comedy.
Child actor Peter Robbins played Charlie Brown all throughout the 1960s, up until the comic strip's big-screen outing A Boy Named Charlie Brown. His impassioned, strangely gravelly delivery IS the way Charlie Brown is supposed to sound, and unfortunately, when Robbins quit doing the voice in 1969, he had so embodied the role that none of his replacements could measure up. Ditto Chris Shea (brother of actor Eric Shea, most famous for being the kid in 1972's The Poseidon Adventure). Shea's lispy personification of Linus Van Pelt has precisely the intelligence, humor and warmth this classic character deserve. I swear, when Linus takes the stage ("Lights, please!") and quotes from the King James Bible, his words echoing through a quiet, cavernous hall...my gosh, I tear up every time. This surely must be the most effective use of the Bible's verses ever in pop culture:

Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer premiered on network TV December 6, 1964, which makes it 44 years old. And yet its message seems as fresh and relevant as ever. Directed by Kizo Nagashima and Larry Roemer, this claymation classic continues to delight kids and grown-ups year after year.
shunned by their peers, but ultimately persevere and hailed as the hero's of Christmas Eve.
he most recognizable voice in this Christmas charmer is Burl Ives, who sings and narrates as Sam the Snowman. His "Holly Jolly Christmas" is at least as much of a holiday classic as Rudolph is.
Jane's 2008 "Nosy" Award picks are in. There were so many great TV moments out there this year, it's hard to know where to begin. Who can top a year where some of the most riveting drama came not from scripted television series, but from coverage of the presidential election and the recent noir flavored news on the demise of the American economy. Well thank God we actually had some great fictional and documentary TV to take a break from everyday angst, or the hyperventilation would never end!
In today's post I will give the Nosy Awards for scripted series; later on we'll have a special post for Non-Fiction.
Best Comedy: 30 Rock
accomplished; his character is a morally ambiguous fraud who cheats on his wife and has stolen the identity of a dead war hero. Not the stuff most TV heros are made of. But at the end of the day, Jon Hamm keeps us rooting for Don, who has evolved over the past two seasons into a much more likable human being. He's fiercely loyal to the good men and women at Sterling-Cooper and ruthless to his evil co-workers. He's gentle with his children and kind to the real Mrs. Draper, a simple decent lady with a crippled foot. And--as Lisa has pointed out in previous posts, Jon Hamm the actor is quite funny too.
Blood, House, Fringe and Monk all offered excellent viewing choices across broadcast and cable TV. But Mad Men was appointment television for me. I could not miss an episode, in fact I watched most of them multiple times this season. I will say this of Mad Men...any given one hour episode is superior to most of the feature films that you'll see in the theater today. It is beautifully written, shot, and performed. It is a television treasure.The father flashbacks with the tie-knotting lesson -- very simple and yet moving. If we thought that we weren't going to be seeing lots of James Remar in the past season, we were wrong. Dexter's frequent conversations with his late Dad were psychological delights, and if we read our signs correctly, Debra will now be finding out secrets about her father in next season.
I also was amused by the many romantic hook-ups this season, with even Masuka finding a girlfriend in the savvy adult entertainment consultant Tammy. The humanization of Masuka from a strictly-creepy lech into someone more conventionally likable hasn't made him lose any of his edge, and you don't have to feel that he is so clueless anymore. That's good. Angel seems to have found a worthy love match in the tough but devoted Lt. Barbara Gianna. Now that Debra has embraced the laidback and appealing Anton, her love life is in good shape, too.
Probably the least interesting match of all is Dexter and Rita, but the existence of a first mystery marriage for her might bring interesting repercussions in the future. I'm not sure how much Dexter will play with the conventional new baby plotline -- how much can you do with that? -- and here's hoping that the next season is as surprising and ultimately as satisfying as this one was...or even more so, perhaps.
If you like TV programs about Ebola, chimeras, comets, tsunamis and wild animals that bite, you might consider giving Cat Dancers (HBO) a gander. If you watch Meerkat Manor, Air Jaws, old Judy Garland movies and Oprah only when conjoined twins are making an appearance, then Jane's special algorithm for determining what you might like to watch based on your past viewing choices says, "run don't walk" to Cat Dancers on HBO. If you have ever once searched the web for information on "Plushies" (people who dress up like stuffed animals) trust me, this one's for you. It's very special.
trois would be weird enough, but the happy threesome went on to form one of the world's first exotic tiger entertainment acts. That's right, before Sigfried and Roy, there were the Cat Dancers. And without being too much of a spoiler, let's just say both acts experienced similar tragic grand finales.
documentary ends. I'm not going to reveal it here, because I've been haunted by it for days. It's disturbing on so many levels. As an animal rights activist, I can't endorse the idea of big cats being used as circus performers. If my own little cats Bob and CNN can't stand to be cooped up in a house all day, I can't imagine how bored and unhappy big cats must feel being in a cage.
The third year of Showtime's DEXTER has now ended, with neither a bang or a whimper. I can't say that it was my favorite season so far, as Dexter's baby and pending marriage B story was never something I approved of. But "Dexter" at 75% of wonderful is still 3 times better than any other crime drama out there in television land.
dispatching him with a very physical and un-Dexterlike snap of the neck. But the best frames for Michael C. Hall's formidable acting chops were the flashbacks with dear old Dad...who reminded him of why life is worth living. And how to loop his necktie. Hall, whose character is so capable of unblinking, almost cheerful murder, can also make us care, when he remembers the good times with his equally demented father. I can't think of another actor capable of such a crazy balancing act.
desire for justice, but he does it in such a calm, suburban, 21st century way, it somehow makes it palatable for our contemporary souls. Not enough to make us comfortable. Just enough to make us keep watching. And in tonight's finale, just when his schmaltzy pastel colored Miami wedding threatened to subvert the very core of what makes this program so appealing...the balance shifted again. We watch as the camera moves in to highlight a few drops of blood from our hero's recent broken hand, falling like red tears onto the back of Rita's wedding gown. It was really creepy. I loved it.
While we wait in breathless anticipation for the final episode of Showtime's "DEXTER" tonight, I'd like to give a vigorous nod to a little gem that I've wanted to write about for quite a while. It's called "Cities of the Underworld" (History Channel, Mondays at 9pm).
Grand Central Station (pictured) or ancient Rome or even Sin City itself (Las Vegas), which I would have thought to be too new and sandy to have an underworld. Turns out, the relentless heat of the desert makes building part of the city underground practical and more energy efficient.
Well, weird that it had to come from a business newspaper, but it's at least great to see an extremely positive article about a Flaming Nose favorite series, CBS' Monday night comedy The Big Bang Theory! You can and should read the whole article online at The Wall Street Journal -- it's written by John Jurgensen and it's entitled "A Nerdy Comedy's Winning Formula". We've loved the show here since its premiere in Fall 2007, and TBBT continues to be an adorable and hilarious half-hour that hasn't gone stale yet.
Actors Jim Parsons, Johnny Galecki, Simon Helberg and Kunal Nayyar have managed to simulate the dynamics of a real friendship, and the beautiful girl outsider, played by Kelly Cuoco, is every bit as funny as they are. I defy you not to get several good laughs from every episode. If you're a science fiction fan in any way, then you will particularly love the show. The riffs on various esoteric SF concepts and characters are always...may I say...super funny! The amusing actress Sara Rue has been around for the last few episodes as Leonard's new M.D. love interest, and that's yet another incentive to check out the show. She's always great.
Nominations for the 66th Annual Golden Globe Awards are out, and there are few surprises. Many of the Flaming Nose favorites are there (John Adams, Dexter, 30 Rock, Mad Men) and we will have a chance to cheer for them this year, as the good old Globes will be telecast in all their glory on NBC at 8pm, January 11th, 2009. Recall that last year the Writer's Strike virtually eliminated the traditional, champagne soaked ceremony.After the debacle of this year's Emmy Awards which featured, appallingly, the multi-headed reality host gimmick, we are really looking forward to a nice, normal, glitzy award show. Following are the nominees, and may the best program/actor/actress win!
Best Television Series, Drama"Dexter" (Showtime)"House" (Fox)"In Treatment" (HBO)"Mad Men" (AMC)"True Blood" (HBO)
Actor, TV DramaGabriel Byrne, "In Treatment"Michael C. Hall, "Dexter"Jon Hamm, "Mad Men"Hugh Laurie, "House"Jonathan Rhys Meyers, "The Tudors"
Actress, TV DramaSally Field, "Brothers & Sisters"Mariska Hargitay, "Law & Order: SVU"January Jones, "Mad Men"Anna Paquin, "True Blood"Kyra Sedgwick, "The Closer"
Best Television Series, Comedy"30 Rock" (NBC)"Californication" (Showtime)"Entourage" (HBO)"The Office" (NBC)"Weeds" (Showtime)
Actor, TV Musical Or ComedyAlec Baldwin, "30 Rock"Steve Carell, "The Office"Kevin Connolly, "Entourage"David Duchovny, "Californication"Tony Shalhoub, "Monk"
Actress, TV Musical Or ComedyChristina Applegate, "Samantha Who?"America Ferrera, "Ugly Betty"Tina Fey, "30 Rock"Debra Messing, "The Starter Wife"Mary-Louise Parker, "Weeds"
Miniseries Or Motion Picture Made For Television"Cranford" "Bernard & Doris" "John Adams" "A Raisin In The Sun" "Recount"
Actress, Mini-Series Or Motion Picture Made For TelevisionJudi Dench, "Cranford" Catherine Keener, "An American Crime" Laura Linney, "John Adams" Shirley Maclaine, "Coco Chanel"Susan Sarandon, "Bernard And Doris"
Actor, Mini-Series Or Motion Picture Made For TelevisionRalph Fiennes, "Bernard And Doris" Paul Giamatti, "John Adams" Kevin Spacey, "Recount" Kiefer Sutherland, "24: Redemption" Tom Wilkinson, "Recount"
Supporting Actress, Series, Miniseries Or Motion Picture Made For Television Eileen Atkins, "Cranford"Laura Dern, "Recount"Melissa George, "In Treatment"Rachel Griffiths, "Brothers & Sisters"Dianne Wiest, "In Treatment."
Supporting Actor, Series, Miniseries Or Motion Picture Made For Television Neil Patrick Harris, "How I Met Your Mother" Denis Leary, "Recount" Jeremy Piven, "Entourage" Blair Underwood, "In Treatment" Tom Wilkinson, "John Adams"
As the Sunday night Flaming Nose favorites flame out with their respective season ends, it is heartening that one bizarre series still has a few episodes left to go. Summer Heights High (Sundays at 10:30p on HBO) is like a half hour Christopher Guest movie with an Aussie accent. It follows the trials and tribulations of two Australian public school students (Ja'mie and Jonah) and one extra flamboyant Drama teacher (Mr. G) all played admirably by comedian Chris Lilley. Of the three, Jonah the Polynesian delinquent is the most believable and sympathetic. He's disruptive, profane and often hilarious as he plots new ways to wreck havoc and amuse his motley crew of budding gangsters. Mr. G, the bitchy and self absorbed Drama teacher is a "Waiting for Guffman" clone, who is developing a high school musical that features pole dancing teens. He is generally accompanied by his adored chihuahua Celine and a Down syndrome student who's innocent affection for Mr. G. is not returned. Least believable (from appearance alone) is Ja'mie, the stuck up transfer student and self described "hot girl" from a private school. Ja'mie towers over her entourage, all of whom seem oblivious to the fact that she looks like a Green Bay Packer in drag. Filling in the cast are assorted teachers, administrators and hapless students. It's cold comfort to see that political correctness and bureaucracy have infected the academic environment Down Under with the same mindless vigor that ails our own US public schools.
especially some of the earlier seasons, and though in the U.S. it was briefly on BBC America (and completely bleeped for language, therefore hardly watchable) and now fans can seek it out online, it's really a north of the border phenom. I wrote about it four years ago on my original TV blog, and the show has never let me down.
entire talented group of performers who brought the Sunnyvale Trailer Park to life will go on to other things, but they should know, and I'm sure do, that they made history with Trailer Park Boys, and are in our hearts forevever.
I'm always up for a good monster, and the Sci Fi Channel loves them, too. Most of their original movies seem to have a CGI beast or two lurking about, and this week legendary movie producer Roger Corman brings us Cyclops -- ferocious, one-eyed and a cannibal, to boot! Cyclops -- "The Rise of the Cyclops...is the Fall of Rome" so sayeth the ads, stars Eric Roberts as Emperor Tiberius, Kevin Stapleton as Marcus, a Roman soldier, and Swedish beauty Frida Farrell as an