Friday, October 5, 2007

Trimming the Fat, Vol II, In Which I Discover Great TV

You know how fall TV season is, right? Shows are hyped for months, you get excited by the sound of something, it airs once, maybe twice and then it's gone forever. I got sucked into the great big Black Donnelly's plot last spring before NBC ripped my heart out by taking it off way yonder too early. So over the last month or so, I've been waffling between excited a few new shows and being a gloomy gus over which would be cancelled first in order to make way for an even dumber reality show.

So what a surprise this has been!

I'm a huge Gray's Anatomy fan and dearly love the character of Addison Montgomery. So of course I was terrified to hear the word "spin-off" in relation to her name. But Private Practice has turned out to be quite a coup. Well done with quirky, interesting characters. The show has an entirely different feel than Grey's Anatomy which, in my view, is a very good thing. Go Shonda!

Next up on the viewing list was Chuck. Oh, my, is it fun. I cannot begin to tell you how much I love Chuck. Incredible story, good supporting cast, great lead actor. Funny as all get out. Someone is going to smack me down on this but I'm willing to say it's the most original show I've seen on tv (including cable, by the way) for quite some time. It's got sci-fi (lord, I hope it's FI...) and comedy and plenty of action. Just a very, very good show. I love it already and have moved it into the top five on my DVR.

So I wasn't sure about Big Shots. I hate that guy, you know, the dark-haired, unshaven smirky guy. I can't stand him and his face. But I love Christopher Titus and Joshua Malina and Michael Vartan is nothing if not good acting wrapped up in eye candy. But I wasn't sure about this show. I nearly deleted it from the Tivo before I even watched it, truth to tell, because there was so much else on there already. But I decided to give it a show. Knowing it was going to be horrible and shallow. And it kind of was both. There was enough that took me by surprise to make me give it a few weeks to see if it evolves at all. The really weird thing about it is the set up that these four guys are supposed to be the male Sex in the City group. Okay. I'll go with that. But they're married. Which might not be a big deal except it means that their wives are relegated to the backgrounds of their lives which kind of makes me loathe them all in subtle ways. What was that scene at the end of the one guy's wife's birthday party when all four guys left together? Hello, guys? Forgetting to take anything home with you?
The biggest surprise so far is The Big Bang Theory. I laughed so loud during the pilot episode that I scared my dogs. While it sounds easy and stupid (beautiful blonde girl moves in next door to really smart geeky guys) it's actually clever and focused and (gulp) real. These geeks sound like real geeks right down to discussing why Superman would have actually killed Lois Lane when he tried to scoop her up in mid-air. And the dumb blonde isn't dumb. Wonder of wonders, she's kind of normal and really only appears dumb in the face of the guy's outstanding genius. And the one geek with the hair and the many languages? I can almost guarantee that you KNOW this guy somewhere in your life. I do. And I'm not naming names. And one more thing: sarcasm sign. I need one of those, myself.

I still haven't revved up the energy to watch Cane or Dirty Sexy Money but the return of Heroes didn't disappoint and, surprisingly, neither did the return of Grey's Anatomy. Which was quite shocking, actually. I couldn't see a good way out of that Season Three ending hole, but again, Shonda does not disappoint.

TV is on a roll, big time. I suggest some good open-minded viewing, and maybe the network wonks can chill for a few weeks before they start cancelling things all willy-nilly and giving us shows like Beauty and the Bachelor Survive Kid Nation.

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