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Friday Night Lights

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I am not a football fan. Indeed, I would probably rather do a number of cringe-worthy things when faced with the option of sitting through an entire football game- like watch a marathon of Last Call With Carson Daly or cook liver and then eat it or walk through one of those wild bird atriums (ok, maybe not. I really am terrified of birds).

So no one was more surprised than I was when, two years ago, I reluctantly agreed to give the show “Friday Night Lights” a try and then fell so hard for it, so head over heels in love with it, that NBC’s decision to float the ratings-challenged show over to DirectTV left me heartbroken, standing on my front lawn next to my Dillon Panthers sign, football helmut in hand, single tear. My heart will remain in Dillon, TX until the show returns to network television in 2009.

Until then, I implore you to the give the show a try. You can watch all of seasons 1 & 2 for free on Hulu.com (it’s FREE- can’t beat that). Better yet, rent Season 1 on Netflix or Blockbuster and treat yourself to a marathon viewing. I am so positive that you’ll enjoy it that I will REIMBURSE you for the rental fee if you aren’t immediately emotionally invested in Coach Taylor, his boys and the women who love them. I will then use my unemployment money to fly to your house and sit in your living room and demand to know exactly how you failed to fall in love with these characters. Characters like Matt Saracen, the sweet-eyed quiet kid next door who’s saddled with a missing mom, a dad in Iraq and caring for his senile grandma, surviving high school, a part-time job, falling in love with the coach’s daughter and now facing the daunting task of going from second-string nobody to taking over as quarterback after superstar Jason Street becomes paralyzed from the waist down. Did I mention that high school football is pretty much the lifeblood of their small town and the crushing, absolutely mind-blowing pressure of blowing even a single game?

I don’t really think there’s anything left to say. Except please save “Friday Night Lights.” I’ll be your best friend.

How to Save “Heroes”

Sigh. When will the big wigs learn?

Don’t get me wrong, Season 3 of the NBC hit Heroes is already a vast improvement on the stinker that was the show’s sophomore season. We’re only three episodes in and I can practically hear the sighs of relief up and down the street. Still, I’ve been burned before.

And quite frankly, Heroes was flashing a few big warning signs for me way back in the first season. I know, I know- how can I say that? How can I say that when the numbers, the fan base and the so-helpful NBC media machine assured me, multiple times I might add, that  what I was looking at? That, right there? That’s a HIT. A bona-fide hit series phenomenon.

Well, I stick by my story. As a writer and a general lover of good stories, I find fault with the whole Heroes set up. Here are a few ways to fix it, but good.

Not So Special Anymore, Ma

Issue: Here’s the thing- if the vast population of people in a show are “special”, they stop seeming, well, special. On Heroes, if things start to seem like they’re slowing down a bit, another character (lately it’s more like 3-5) with powers pops up. At this point, the only person who is sans ability is Mohinder and we all see what’s developing lately, with him going all Green Goblin on us. Quite frankly, the fact that Mohinder WAS powerless made him interesting. To rely on his mind, his intellect, while everyone around him can do fantastical things? We call that emotional conflict. Now that he can scale walls, that’s pretty much over. At this point, you have to wonder- is anyone but Claire’s adopted mother and brother without powers?

Solution: Scale back the newbies with powers. That way, when they pop up, it’s genuinely noteworthy and exciting.

The Ties That Bind

Issue: Where are the relationships? The show has such potential for interesting characters and yet, making everyone so insular keeps them from building or establishing relationships with each other. Here’s a news flash- we, the viewers, don’t have powers so we can’t really relate to Claire wondering if she’s alive anymore. On the other hand, we’ve all had issues with our mothers, our friends, our would-be boyfriends, that father-like relationship with a mentor. You see where I’m going with this?

Solution: I know fast-moving plot is important but taking the time to develop relationships is one of the reasons soap operas last on the big networks for 40+ years. I enjoyed the idea of Mohinder and Matt playing My Two Dads with Molly- what do they do in Season 3? Ship Molly off somewhere so Matt could stumble through the wilds of Africa with a cryptic guide. Awesome. It would be nice if Not-Nikki (aka The Ice Queen) instead of toying with a surface relationship with adorable Micah before dumping him for some action scenes, actually became something of a surrogate mother, in the process thawing out a bit and revealing a side to her other than a frosty look-alike. Which brings me to my next point.

Character

Issue: Nobody changes. Unless we’re talking about Absolute Good to Absolute Evil. This is the fastest way to kill a viewer’s interest in a character, before the show can kill them off the show. Which is a waste because no one will care anyway. Anyway, our flaws draw us together. Nobody’s perfect, everybody has issues getting in the way of them being the best they could be. Heroes aren’t born, they’re made.

Solution: Establish some pratfalls, make sure they screw up, pick themselves up and learn from their mistakes. There was the perfect opportunity with Sylar’s gruesome attack on Claire- he cut off the top of her head and toyed with her brain for God’s sake. And yeah, she survived but the show is barely tapping into her fears about being vulnerable to attack. She wants revenge but her fear would be so much more palpable. Just watch an episode of Law & Order: SVU to see how it’s done. When Sara Gilbert, a victim of a rape nearly six months before, answers the door to the sympathetic detective, she is a mess. Her apartment is in shambles, her hair is a mess, her eyes are haunted. She’s surviving but barely- she loves her ADHD son so much she gave him up for adoption rather than force him to live in her hell. She’s trying to heal and her small efforts are infinitely more compelling than Claire videotaping herself stepping in front of a speeding train. Real survival is ugly and takes time but it’s worth it.

Bring Them Home

Issue: Spiritual journeys in Africa, time traveling from a bar in Ireland to post-apocolyptic New York. We don’t care. The end.

Solution: Stay in home base. Once you start doing all of the stuff in the list above, there won’t be much time to send Matt to the desert for some story-time suckage. Thank God.

Only a Few Hours to Go!

It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia premieres tonight on FX!

Dreams Sometimes Do Come True

Do you know of my love of The Ausiello Report? Well, you do now. You also know that I think Jessica Walter is a dagdum genius and while I’m scratching my head over Aunt Becky as the new Cindy Walsh, a part of my sweet little Full House heart is praying that John Stamos will somehow become involved now.

Jessica Walter by Jeff Vespa/WireImage.com

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It isn’t Kelly Bishop, but this will do rather nicely: Sources confirm to me exclusively that Arrested Development’s grande dame, Jessica Walter, has been cast as hard-drinkin’, faded, ’70s-movie-star Tabitha Mills on the CW’s fast-tracked-for-fall 90210 update.

To recap: Tabitha is the grandmother of the show’s central teens, siblings Brenda Annie (Shenae Grimes) and Brandon Walsh Dixon Mills. As I reported yesterday, Lori Loughlin will play the pair’s mother. The role of the dad (and Tabitha’s son) has yet to be cast.

I don’t know about you, by my excitement about this show just swelled tenfold.

This Just In: Dirt’s Ryan Eggold has snagged the role of Ryan “the teacher.”

Related:
Hilary Duff Out, Degrassi Teen In at New 90210
Exclusive: Lori Loughlin Is 90210’s New Cindy Walsh


"Hello, Class. I’m Ms. Taylor"

As one might imagine, there are few things that start my heart beating faster than a rumor pertaining to anything involving Beverly Hills 90210. So, yes, there was definitely fanning of the face when I heard that Rob Thomas (who created Veronica Mars, a series I lurved) was going to make a 90210 spin-off for CW.

The latest news, fresh off the online press pages this morning, is that our own Kelly Taylor (aka She Who Was Kind of Raped/Paralyzed/Held at Gunpoint/Set on Fire/Raped Again aka Jennie Garth) is rumored to be hightailing it back to West Bev to play a high school fashion design teacher. Hilarious. And quite frankly, too good to be true. I’m going to keep my hopes and dreams in check until I hear that familiar theme song play on my TV again- back in primetime where it belongs.

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What would Mary Alice say about this?

Courtesy of Michael and myself via IM:

Abuse…

We often mistake neediness for love…

And groping for affection…

Tenderness for pain…

And erections for affection…

But in the end…

It’s the people we love…and anal penetration

The ones who touch us…

Where it matters most…

And so, in the end…

she decided to make the second Monday of every month- Mary Alice Bashing Day.

Who is Mary Alice? You can’t be serious. Even if you still don’t partake in the pleasure every Sunday night, you cannot have survived 2005 without seeing at least one episode of Desperate Housewives- when it became a smash hit and we all thought it was the second coming of Dynasty complete with complementary Chanel bag (I mean, who can blame us, especially when Marcia Cross uttered “Rex cries when he ejaculates” at their dinner party and I had to clutch my Joan Collins doll to my chest, stroking her white turban with sheer joy).

Sadly, I gave up the habit way back after Season 2-Episode 2 and haven’t been able to drag myself back since. I blame this on Mary Alice. And a little bit on Teri Hatcher. And let’s throw in Nicollette Sheridan’s plastic surgeon for good measure.

Here’s a little something you might have suspected but did not know for sure until right now. Narrators turn writers into lazy bastards. Or is it, lazy bastards use narrators and then call themselves writers? Irregardless, narration in television is dumb. It’s dumb because it is the very essence of tell, don’t show and dude, we can SEE you. Is it really necessary to give me the heartrending revelation that Lynette has cancer with some moron blathering on from the heavens about “faith and obstacles and love and fear”, the world’s most banal commentary from the cheap seats interfering at every opportunity? Seriously.

To prove my case, I’ve selected a few examples.

Here we learn about our reasons for “rewriting history.” Which basically means, lying to other people’s faces. And then a bunch of examples of people who lie. How convenient that they’re all lying right at this moment, in all very different ways.

This one is lovely. Let’s learn about passion, shall we? And then let’s use all this talkety talk talk to ruin what otherwise would’ve been a pretty awesome reveal. But instead just becomes something else that proves Mary Alice’s point (and when you talk with such blanket vagueness about all sorts of vague subjects, you tend to hit the point EVERY TIME).

And finally, my gift to you. I was delighted to discover that the Behind the Scenes footage of the Voice Over is as ridiculous and obvious as the voice overs themselves. Don’t you just love it when it all makes sense?

Major Show Shift Happening

SNL to move to Thursdays.
Project Runway to move to Lifetime.

Dogs and Cats Living Together…

Can I just say something about Youtube? As soon as I heard the thing about SNL moving to Thursdays (just a 30 minute political spin-off, which makes sense given the Daily Show/Corbert Report climate we find ourselves in), this was the clip I wanted to show. I went to Youtube, snorting to myself that it would be impossible to find. So of course it was the second clip under the search “Ghostbusters.” Go figure.