A couple weeks ago, I wrote about Glee and Smash and the death of the TV musical . Soon after it was published, I realized I hadn't mentioned Nashville. Then it dawned of me that that's because I don't consider it a musical; it's a drama, in the most dramatic way possible, with some music -- albeit, fantastic -- thrown in.
Creed captured a sentiment we have all felt and psychologists have been examining for decades: the fascinating and wonderful way people can show up to an office, college, or yoga class and immediately convert it into a home, feel love and pledge allegiance to a group.
Culture, simply, is your life. So what's "national" culture? Culture is all around you. From bilingual cereal boxes to "Canadian Tire" money. I love American pop culture, but I champion the idea of Canadians recognizing they have a place at the table, too.
The litany of complaints about the Copyright Board of Canada has mounted in recent years: The public rarely participates in its activities due to high costs, it moves painfully slowly, and its rules encourage copyright collectives and users to establish extreme positions that make market-driven settlements more difficult.
I get that "Revolution" isn't trying to be groundbreaking drama, but it's been most compelling when it was unpredictable. This is an interesting premise that's been established. Keep us on our toes, and we'll be more invested.
Zendaya ended the night with an inspiring freestyle that combined elements of cha cha, contemporary and hip-hop, and even brought in an entourage of young hip-hop dancers.
It's Heather's first day on set of "Hot in Cleveland." She interviews that family is her number one priority, but this year she's been trying to work on her creative side while "servicing my family."
Though this week's "Game Of Thrones" certainly served up plenty of doom and gloom, it also gave the optimists among us new reason to hope, as Tyrion, Sam and even Ser Davos notched some unlikely victories over the generally ascendant forces of destruction.
Growing up in the hood surrounded by a lot of poverty, music was one of the only things that made people feel good. That's why we need music and arts. We've got to put instruments in young people's hands because that's the kind of thing that really touches the soul.
I was a 25-year-old documentary filmmaker from New York working on a show for MTV. He was a 21-year-old dancer in East Oakland trying to move on with his life after the murder of his little brother. I spent a year embedded in his life, and got a front row seat to an American epidemic.
Well, that's that. Tears have been shed. Stories have been finalized and Creed ends up right where he belongs... jail. Sometimes the days were long, sometimes the coffee was odd, but the company was always... hmm, well, odd also.
I can offer nothing but gratitude to those who are willing to talk freely about their personal lives. To prove there is no stigma or shame in being gay. Because of them, a very special young man in my life may have an easier time with his life.
Season 2's slinky cool "The Jet Set" has been definitively dethroned as Mad Men's kookiest episode ever. We've gone from time out of mind to out of mind time.
Woah. You know what? I'm not even going to bother with an attempt at a real introduction here, because the last five minutes of the episode were pretty heavy and that's what I really want to talk about.
There aren't any runner-ups in the game of thrones. You win, or you die -- or so we've heard. This week's episode focuses on the ambitions of those who haven't yet reached the heights they seek.
As bittersweet as the undertones of the show were, it still played like your average installment of "Saturday Night Live." There wasn't an endless parade of Bill Hader and Fred Armisen's greatest hits. Instead, both men left as they arrived, standouts of the ensemble, without overshadowing the cast. A fitting sendoff.
D.K. Latta, 2013.21.05
Denette Wilford, 2013.21.05