Showing posts with label broadcast tv. Show all posts
Showing posts with label broadcast tv. Show all posts

Monday, January 2, 2017

Don't Cancel Pure Genius!

I loved this show.

I am so sick of the blood letting, the car chases, lovers flopping into bed after banging against walls and tearing their clothes off -- ugh -- the utter disdain for originality AND the constant use of the F-Bomb! This little show is something different with fresh ideas and fresh faces.  It is hopeful and inspiring. The writing could improve, but the over-all concept is hope.  Whether the fictionalized cures could be realistic some day or not, I wouldn't know. Some say yes and some say no.

Nevertheless, we need more shows on Broadcast TV that our children can watch. And this is one with a theme of goodness, generosity and beneficence, rather than greed, arrogance and utter lack of morality,



Thursday, March 24, 2016

Lost Opportunity

"The Good Wife" is becoming a bad girl.

That’s just part of it. 

Grace’s maturity makes her mother’s school-girlish, over-the-top, giggly advances towards her current flame, Jason, seem even more ridiculous. Eroticism, no. Embarrassing, yes.  To believe that a forty-something well-respected and professionally successful woman -- the governor’s wife, no less -- would compromise herself and her staff in order to indulge in a lewd and unnecessary scene of public sex, is not only ludicrous, it is stupid. 

But that’s not all that’s stupid! The intellectually bland and boring drip of this season's scripts, filled with sex, careless decisions, betrayal of long standing friendships,  and stupid, STUPID, antics of previously sensitively portrayed characters in the series, is unforgivable.   

To wit: the judge who spends an entire scene on his hands and knees trying to swat ants or some kind of bugs from under the desk – while conducting a session in court; the brilliant (but quirky) female attorney who performs Yoga postures while conducting a business meeting; her former husband, another attorney played by an otherwise believable actor, who cuddles his pet pooch wherever he goes – even while pacing the hallowed halls of the Courthouse.  And lastly, dear Eli, who is still standing on an upturned trash can in order to eaves-drop on hearings through the vent in the handicapped bathroom.

It is sad to see the decline of a once intellectually entertaining series that was believable and viable – and, on broadcast TV.  What a wasted opportunity to be relevant!  

Thank goodness for "Madame Secretary.'