Finally, Freddie

Freddie Prinze, Jr., plays Freddie in Freddie. Freddie focuses on Freddie, a handsome, kindly, successful fellow chasing romance with the intent of finding an eventual Mrs. Freddie. Complicating Freddie’s life is Freddie’s friend, a sex-obsessed playa, and Freddie’s family, a bunch of women who all live with Freddie in Freddie’s apartment.

Freddie is clearly designed to follow off of Freddie Prinze’s big screen persona, as Freddie comes off as intelligent and kindly but bland, the perfect dream object for young gals who have not yet discovered bad boys. The show tries to put off a certain blandness largely though Freddie’s friend, who is played as an irritating contrast to Freddie, defining Freddie’s vast dating to be benign in contrast to the more exploitative habits of Freddie’s friend. And yes, watching him is a bit irritating.

And yet, for all this, Freddie is not without its charms. Some of the lines in Freddie are well-written, and I suspect once they get past the pilot (which was basically all exposition, explaining Freddie as a character and telling how Freddie’s female family all ended up living with Freddie) there will be some amiable stuff here. The females who live with Freddie on Freddie may have a chance to shine, at least if they give each some room on their own episodes of Freddie rather than dealing with them all en mas as a Latino Greek chorus.

So all in all, Freddie (as Freddie) is amiable, and Freddie is an acceptable time hole filler, but nothing worth being concerned about.


And that, dear readers, is the last of the scheduled new shows of the new season. We have a couple winning sitcoms (My Name is Earl, How I Met Your Mother), some watchable dramas (Surface, The Night Stalker), and various things that should be and yet may become better. Oh, and lots of drek, but that’s to be expected. Not a great season, not a tragedy.

Published in: on October 15, 2005 at 11:01 am  Leave a Comment  

Comments on Mars

The DVD set of Veronica Mars season 1 is out already, but in order to get it out this quickly, they had to go with little in the way of extras.

Luckily, you don’t have to go without commentary. VM creator Rob Thomas has recordeed a commentary on the pilot which is available for free download from his website. Alas, the site has a fancy flash interface which means I can’t give you a link right to the file. You’ll have to:

  1. Go to slaverats.com.
  2. Click ENTER
  3. On the left, click VERONICA MARS
  4. On the list that appears, click DOWNLOADS
  5. On the far right, click Downloads
  6. On the list of files, click download to the right of the filename DVD_commentary.mp3
Published in: on October 13, 2005 at 12:21 am  Leave a Comment  

An example of how TV ad phrases don't always make sense if you think about them

“The Colonel’s finger-lickin’ thighs”

Published in: on October 9, 2005 at 1:26 pm  Comments (1)  

Everything old is new again

I’ve spent some time the other day watching reworks of old failed genre shows.

It’s been many years since I’ve watched any Kolchak: The Night Stalker, but my memories of it are fond. Darren McGavin playing a parody of an old-school reporter stereotype (a type which would soon be killed by the new definer of reporters in the public’s image, All the President’s Men), who finds his late night beat leaves him encountering the supernatural side of life. Kolchak was really the precursor to much with came later, including Buffy. It’s not just the supernatural-oriented drama, it’s the sense of fun that comes with a character becoming comfortable accepting the supernatural presence.

Catching the second episode of the new remake Night Stalker, I notice that they have not only dumped “Kolchak” from the title (while keeping the name in the show), they dumped the “Night” from the show (it almost all takes place in the day) while keeping it in the title. But they’ve also dumped the sense of fun. The new Kolchak is not the self-made myth, slightly-larger-than-life character that the old one is. He’s a silent, inward, tormented by a figurative (and who knows, maybe literal) demon in the death of his wife. There is no flash, no joy, no sense that this is a story being told around the campfire. It’s played cool, realistic.

And yet, it would be wrong to say that there is nothing of the original Kolchak here. They capture the creepiness, the way that things play out so that keeps the stakes high. There is some soul of Kolchak here, even if it is Kolchak Jr. in his sophomore year when everything is dark, serious, and ever so Important. It’s worth more of a sampling, certainly.


Unlike Kolchak, the original Battlestar Galactica was definitely a creature of my time. Folks may not remember, but they actually released the pilot of that on the big screen. I not only went to see it in the theater, I sat through it twice in succession (and can tell you that by the end of the second showing, the seating-shaking technology known as Sensurround had become background noise). The original Galactica did have a serious theme, but it was really an attempt to bring Star Wars to the small screen, with triumphant space battles being a key part of the show.

I’m about 80% of the way through watching the miniseries that launched the new Battlestar Galactica, and it is clear this is not about joy and triumph. As with Night Stalker, the joy has been drained from it. No heroic robot dogs. Any jovial banter between pilots exists just to make the darkness that follows seconds later seem more tragic. This is very much a post-9/11 Galactica, with the enemy being culturally strange, with motivations set in religious belief, wantign to wipe us out with no chance for negotiation (yes, these elements were in place in the old one, but that just explains why the remake was made when it could serve as such a clear allegory; these elements are played up.)

This is smoothly made. What budget they’re spending shows up on the screen. They keep what trappings they could of the old series (or at least references to them) for the old fan base, but they offer no apologies for the hammeringly dark tone.

And yet, do we need this allegory? If it is merely reflective and not informative, we don’t gain intellectually from it. And if there is no triumph, we don’t gain emotionally from it. I probably will at least sample the ongoing series, but don’t be surprised if I judge it well-made, but not for me.

(Oh, and if anyone’s wondering why I have not watched the series before now: I have ethical problems with the SciFi Channel. Their long-running support of Crossing Over with John Edwards, which is not “SciFi” but mystical fraud, shows a willingness to be damaging to people and truth in order to get ratings. Yes, yes, they’ve still made money off of the DVD I’ve rented; I am not perfect. But any channel that claims to ally themselves with science on any level should not work so hard against the truth.)

Published in: on October 9, 2005 at 10:44 am  Comments (3)  

Leggin' Megan

At the end of the live season opener of Will & Grace, Megan Mullaly came out to take her bow on crushes, having spent the entire episode on a personal motorized scooter thingy. I turned to Mrs. Nat’s TV and said “they’re probably gonna have continuity problems. This is the first episode they’re airing of the season, but they’ve probaby already taped episodes that followed. If she hurt herself after they started filming those, she’ll go from being damaged to being healthy to being damaged again.”

I’m just now watching the second episode of the season Megan’s fine. We’ll see how many episodes it takes before her injury reoccurs.

Published in: on October 9, 2005 at 12:25 am  Leave a Comment  

Am I Hot or Not

Hot Properties is a sitcom about a group of sex-obsessed women who work at a real estate agency.

Now, I’ve got nothing against sex-obsessed women. There’s much to be said for them at the right moment. However, these aren’t sex-obsessed women having sex. These are just sex-0bsessed women feeding each other set-up lines so that they can give predictable sitcom replies. The gals may be curvaceous, but the show is flat.

Published in: on October 9, 2005 at 12:18 am  Leave a Comment  

Friends for Joey may seem like a good idea…

I know they felt they had to do something to spice up the series Joey, which had performed below expectations. And it has been watchable this season. But the new wannabe actor friend feels blatantly added to every scene he’s in, stretching awkwadly to be funny. He has no inherent place in the show. The show has more problems than the weak bandages they’ve put on it can fix.

(Decades back, they used to make movies that would include removable scenes with black people in it. The prints that were sent to the northern urban areas would include these scenes, to attract the Arican-American audience. The copies sent to the deep south wold have these scenes cut, so that the white folks wouldn’t have to see those darker-skinned folks, oh heavens. This character reminds me of that. Really, you could generally cut him out of any scene he’s in without doing damage to it.)

Published in: on October 6, 2005 at 11:15 pm  Leave a Comment  

E-Review

I managed to miss the first two episodes of E-Ring, caught the third, and expect I will manage to miss the rest.

They’ve got a respectable cast. Dennis Hopper and Benamin Bratt as men in uniform in the Pentagon, Andrew McCarthy as the evilly bureaucratic civilian, and Kelly Rutherford as the lovely intelligent blonde with a lot going on behind the eyes. Oh, okay, she can’t help playing that. (Forgive me; between her work as Dixie Cousins on The Adventure of Brisco County Jr. and her role as the seductive bartender on Homefront, I have a weakness for her. Not enough to get me to watch this show or Threat Matrix last year, I’ll note, but enough to make me wish she was in something more interesting.)

The Pentagon might be a good place for an original West Wing-style inside players drama. However, this has the leaden seriousness of post-Sorkin West Wing combined with manufacturedly silly conflicts. This one episode has repeated incursions into Iran, plus some very manufactured drama about false sexual harrassment accusations. In other words, it has conflicts arising from villainy where there could be so much better conflicts arising from disagreement and conflicting styles. It’s the good guys versus the bad guys.

Oh, and the good guys aren’t that good. While they speak against others violating the law, the break laws repeatedly here to do their good.

And to make it a bit sickening to me, the non-believer gets taught the value of religious belief in this episode. Because, y’know, religion is causing just soooooo much good in the world’s military situation.

Not for Nat.

Published in: on October 6, 2005 at 4:17 pm  Leave a Comment  

The Gallmore Girls

The Double-Ewe Bee has a long-running success with The Gilmore Girls, about a smart, funny, and attractive mother/daughter pair who get through life’s difficulties by chatting things out in a playful manner. I can just see someone at the network saying “What if we make a show from that mold – but instead of mother/daughter, we make it four sisters! And instead of smart and humorous, we make them vapid and annoying!” And thus we got Related.

Yeah, yeah, Tom Irwin, the dad on My So-Called Life, plays that dad here. No, that’s not enough to make it worth watching.

Published in: on October 6, 2005 at 1:41 pm  Leave a Comment  

The Ampersand Show

Sex, Love & Secrets is a slick trashy prime time soap about twenty-somethings in L.A.’s Silver Lake district. This is aiming to be over-the-top; to keep one character away from someone else, a lovely-looking gal hand-cuffs him to the bed and then brings in a pretty foreign stewardess friend to have an involuntary three-way with him. Sure, happens every day. I thought I was taping the first episode, but judging by the long string of rapid-fire “story thus far” info at the start of the episode, I’d say that I missed something. More plotwise complex then rich in humanity, there’s not much here for someone like me. They try for some sense of fun (including Desperate Housewivesesque voice over) but it still feels all too important (the willingness to avoid that is what makes The O.C. vaguely watchable at times.) Skippity-skip-skip.

Published in: on October 6, 2005 at 1:35 pm  Leave a Comment  
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