As much as I love books, I also really love television. And eating. And buying things. So the blog is branching out a bit. I'm not one to occasionally catch an episode of a series here and there. I either watch a show or I don't. I especially love watching shows in quick succession after they've been off the air for several years or catching up on the first (few) seasons of shows I didn't watch when they first aired (Gilmore Girls, Mad Men, Glee).
In the spring to fall of 2006, I read the same story, many times: there is no way two shows about comedy sketch shows (with numbers in the name) can be successful on the air at the same time. And it was true; 30 Rock is still rocking. As much as I love Liz Lemon (I really do), I also really loved the casualty of that needless battle, Aaron Sorkin's Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. After recently watching the 22-episode series again (thanks, Amazon Prime), I'm sad all over again that TV audiences couldn't sustain both.
Matthew Perry, Bradley Whitford, Amanda Peet, Nathan Corddry, Steven Webber, this list of great performances goes on ... If you missed this one the first time, or petered out in the middle, give it another shot. The last few episodes are some of the strongest. I wish we had more than just one season.
To fill the void of Aaron Sorkin (and fast talkers walking down hallways) in my life, I started watching The West Wing (thanks, Roku). How have I never watched this show? I know, I know, I didn't read Harry Potter until 2009 - life is busy! I've only watched the first few episodes and my nerdy observations so far are: the couches in the Oval Office are spot on to the Clinton couches, but the POTUS's chair in the Cabinet Room is not taller than the rest. I'm sure anyone who has actually worked in the White House is distracted by countless inaccuracies. Those are the only two (replica) rooms I've worked with. If, like me, you missed out on this show but have always thought you should check it out, go do it. There's a reason it is so well loved.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Angry Housewives Eating Bon Bons by Lorna Landvik
I fully recognize that the title of this novel makes it sound quite ridiculous so I implore you, fair reader, to not judge this one on the title. Much of this novel sounds familiar: five neighborhood housewives start a book club in the 1960s and the book follows them through the subsequent decades of motherhood, bad marriages (seriously, terrible husbands), and finding work after the SAHM (stay at home mom) years, and yet, I couldn't wait to find out what happened next. A LOT happens. This one comes highly recommended from my book club (though we may have been partial to a group of women who could keep a book club together for over 30 years). If you are looking for a fun, light read, I really enjoyed this one.
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