For most of this latest series, I was bored, and I know I'm not alone. The acting and directing have been excellent, the writing so far as dialogue and pacing has also been quite good, but the show has felt like it's becoming a bit old hat.
A lot (too much?) has been said about Katherine Heigl and there's certainly a bandwagon which many haters have boarded. But 'State Of Affairs' is good television, and it'll undoubtedly leave you wanting more.
To pass the time before the worlds of Meredith Grey, Alicia Florrick and Olivia Pope return, why not pick up a book that's on the same wavelength as your favorite show? These picks are sure to please -- and they make great holiday presents too!
Amelia gets outed as a recovering addict when some horrible woman recognizes her from NA. There was probably a better way to handle that, but the drama factor was upped 10 points. Derek jumps in -- not to save her, but to take the surgery, and maybe her job.
The hate for "Stalker" began before the series even hit the air and, frankly, I don't get it. Anyone knows you can't judge a series solely by its pilot.
I recently saw a Canadian-made movie called Debug. It's kind of a "meh" movie (as I once saw an online reviewer define something not good enough to praise, but not bad enough to disparage). If you're predisposed toward the sub-genre, you'll probably find it a passable waste of 90 minutes. And if you're more ambivalent, you probably won't. And therein lies today's rub.
Many of our favorite divas have taken hit after hit, only to bounce back, bigger and better than ever. Gay men certainly take their share of hard knocks in life -- maybe we identify with their resilience?
Five things you don't know about Bob McGrath on the 45th anniversary of 'Sesame Street.'
There's something quite magical about 'Junior.' If you haven't watched before, you would just assume that there's no way this group of eight-to-12-year-olds could chop with the precision of a ninja, much less have the finesse to make a plate presentable. But they do. They really, really do.
At this moment in our nation's story, when the twisted soul of America is being revealed through the daily deaths of black men at the hands of officers carrying guns and unconscious bias, Black-ish should not be merely consumed: It should be administered by intravenous intervention.
The real question people are starting to ask: why pay for a lot of channels with so many commercials? CBC, which is now mostly funded by taxpayers, and any other network with a business model that can eliminate or at least reduce ads, can flourish in this new environment. That is, by giving viewers what they really want, programs, not commercials.
If the CBC has indeed fired an employee for private behaviour in the bedroom then Ghomeshi deserves the entire 50 million dollar settlement and those who made the decision at the CBC should immediately resign. If, on the other hand, there is a legitimate victim of a crime who is driven into hiding because people like a radio host, it will be a great miscarriage of justice by the Canadian public.
"Canada's Worst Driver" is a maddening and alarming hour of television, but he makes it enjoyable and fun to watch. And, hey, aside from being completely entertained, you'll also come out of it feeling much better about your own driving -- unless you're one of those horrible ones.
Women everywhere are sexually assaulted by men in power. Many don't bother to speak up because of reactions and consequences like this: Ghomeshi is a man in power and he is also well liked and well known. Chances are, he will be almost universally believed, while she will be accused of lying to get something from him. The majority of women speak up because they want justice. And right now, we don't know what the real story is -- but as someone who never spoke up when a man in power put me through hell, for a variety of reasons, I believe her until further notice.
Through the trials and tribulations of the '90s, mankind learned that bleached tips, chain wallets, ponytails tied back with scrunchies, middle parts, and entertainment from out of a VHS player with our Walkman CD players just within arm's reach was no way to live.