Things have been quiet on the blog lately, partly because there have been no further premieres that need covering, partly because I’ve been traveling.
As the season has worn on, I can’t say I’m thrilled with the quality. At this point, there are only two new shows that I feel I’ll have missed something if I missed an episode: the interestingly textured Joan of Arcadia and the stylish, smooth, Karen Sisco, which continues to capture the best quality of Elmore Leonard and what made the film versions of Get Shorty and Out of Sight so good. It’s almost good enough to make up for Boomtown going on hiatus. Almost. And there are three new shows that continue to be watchable, but not breaking out beyond that: I’m with Her, Two and a Half Men, and Las Vegas. And below that, shows may have gotten brilliant, but I’ve not stuck around to see.
I’ll be happy when all this baseball is over, when Fox launches their new season. Of course, once again we’re getting the new Simpsons Halloween special after Halloween. Ah, the wonders of Fox!
But we are seeing some energy in existing series, I’ll admit. Frasier has recaptured much of its old glory. Two out of three Angel episodes have been worthwhile. And Scrubs, which only descends from very very goodness when some casting fool decides a Heather Locklear guest appearance is a good idea, got a laugh out of me last week so long and so hard that I had to pause the ReplayTV so that I could recover. Took me a minute. (No, not the bit with Scott Foley and the seal. The line about the effect of the lipstick. Funniest single line on TV since “James Lipton” asked “Drew Barrymore” what job she wouldn’t want to do, on a Saturday Night Live parody of Inside the Actor’s Studio.)