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Fifth-episode verdict: Mad Men

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Mad Men is a hard show to fathom out. Watching it, you’re not exactly sure what it’s about. Ostensibly about advertising men in the early 60s, it could be about a number of things: how much life has changed in terms of social attitudes, women in the workplace, smoking, and so on; how much life hasn’t changed; how advertising works – the list goes on.

It’s starting to become clearer though. After a first episode crammed full of the insane bigotry that was perfectly acceptable at the start of the 60s, the show simmered down a little, and became far better for it. Now, it appears the show is looking at why social attitudes began to change in the early 60s.

We have the charismatic Don Draper, war hero and a man who has it all – wife, family, mistresses, money – wondering about what he actually wants from life. Unlike his boss, who knows it’s good to drink because that’s what men do and because it’s enjoyable, Draper isn’t so sure about his place in the world – but he’s more sure than those young whippersnappers coming up through the ranks beneath him, young men playing at being adults because they’re not sure yet what it means to be men.

Draper can also see that having affairs, not being at home with the kids, etc, has a bad effect on his wife and that bothers him – enough to send her to a psychiatrist (and in a breathtaking moment, he calls the psychiatrist for the results and the psychiatrist tells him! Mad Men is filled with “I can’t believe men got away with that sh*t” points that make you realise there are certain things we take for granted now). Even with a kind of societal absolute power, Draper slowly realises that a man’s lot isn’t a happy one, given the mores of the time. Something’s got to change and he’s going to embrace that change.

The show lovingly recreates the 60s, has a spectacular cast and superb writing. The last two episodes have been a tad slower than previous ones and the familial revelation in the fifth episode did reduce Draper’s ‘generalisability’ somewhat. It also feels just a little too slick at times: wonderful to look at it, but is it something that can actually be described as truly enjoyable?

Still as a kind of Great Gatsby for the 60s, Mad Men is a top quality entry in the drama stakes.

So The Medium is Not Enough declares Mad Men to be 1 or “Caruso free”on The Carusometer quality scale. A one on The Carusometer corresponds to a show in which David Caruso might try to appear, claiming to be able to embody the full masculine confidence of a war hero and advertising executive of the early 60s. However, when screen tests reveal that he’s unwilling to take off his jacket in any scene, can no longer show any emotions other than ‘mildly irritated’, refuses to touch actresses in case they leach away his acting ‘skills’ and chokes on even the weakest herbal cigarette, the producers promise to let him know ‘when their 1960s cell phone has arrived’ and hire Jon Hamm instead.

There is, incidentally, a great set of videos on the making of the show over here, if you’re interested.

TMINE

The weeks ahead

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I’m back. Aha!

I’ve had a glorious two weeks of sun, sea, pools, etc in lovely old Greece. If you’re desperate for information about what I’ve been up to, I’ll probably blog about it some time this week on my poorly read, poorly maintained personal blog, although that has a certain slideshow quality to it that I might not want to veer towards (“And this is me getting on the plane. And this is the left armrest of my seat. And this is the right armrest…”). By some miracle, I managed to acquire a tan, although it seemed to leach away the minute I set foot on British soil again. I guess, judging from the sky outside, I’m going to have to maintain it by reverting to using an unshielded TV screen as before.

By some even greater miracle, the blog’s still here. Fingers crossed, I really did solve those irritating technical issues. Given that stability seems to have been achieved, I’ve a few things in mind for extra features for the blog that should materialise over the next week or so (assuming I don’t re-classify them as ‘bad holiday ideas’), and that Movable Type 4 upgrade will yield some extra shiny techno features for the blog as well at some point soon – the upgrade path’s a bit steep though, so that’ll have to hold off for a while.

My minor morsel that I throw to you today, however, is an RSS feed entirely dedicated to my daily news updates: you can get it via FeedBurner, Bloglines, or if you’re a Mac user, Safari.

Many thanks for all your good wishes and I hope that those of you who were away had nice holidays, too. In answer to your questions/requests, I did indeed send your love to your homeland, Poly (I was in Παργα, up on the west coast, if that’s of any help), and Bubble doesn’t appear to wear hats any more, Kev, although he does gurn a lot. Thanks also to Scott for fielding questions, but Granada does suck, too, so nur!

Seeing as I’ve not been watching any television for the last fortnight – not even Greek digital TV – I’ve got a fair old backlog of programmes to get through and that’s going to take me a little time. So the real fun and festivities will start tomorrow (probably) and continue through the rest of the week with – in no particular order – fifth-episode verdicts on Damages (now picked up by BBC1, I notice) and Mad Men, as well as a review of the first episode of Flash Gordon. I might even cast Masters of Science Fiction a glance, as well as the new Big Finish Doctor Who releases The Wishing Beast and The Vanity Box.

Then there are those extra features, I mentioned.

That’s assuming I can even remember how to watch television of course: you sit facing a monitor and push buttons on a keypad thing, don’t you? Or is that an XBox?

TMINE

Holiday time

Gods Behaving Badly by not so struggling author Marie PhillipsWell, the countdown says it all: it’s day zero and I’m off on holiday. It’s an astonishing 14 days – two weeks’ holiday! Inconceivable! – but I should be back to regale you all with news, memes, paper-thin reviews and sarcasm towards David Caruso’s acting talents on the 20th.

Since it’s silly season anyway, what news that does emerge in the next two weeks is liable to be dull/completely made up anyway (current odds-on favourite as biggest news item in the next fortnight: David Tennant is to be replaced by the CGI version of himself from The Last of The Time Lords), so hopefully you won’t be missing anything, assuming you don’t all just go somewhere else for news. Hopefully, my third-episode verdicts on things like Mad Men can wait (or I’ll just claim I need to stick out until the fifth episode before delivering judgement).

In the meantime, I leave you in the hands of my rubbish web host, Dataflame. Seeing as everything’s been stable for the last 24 hours, which apparently is as good as I can hope for these days, I’m going to keep my fingers crossed and hope that I’ve finally managed to track down and stamp out the bizarreness that caused their server to have a touch of the vapours* and that the blog will still be here when I get back. It’ll probably still be belting out HG Wells and Orson Welles, as those irritating buggers backslap each other. Sorry about that.

As an aside, I spent the day in Maidstone for a wedding. Made a quick trip to Waterstone’s (Doctor Who annuals in the window and a somewhat presumptuous but entirely plausible invitation to “get to know my favourite new author**” Marie Phillips, whoever she might be, on the inside) before visiting the Pizza Express across from the theatre.

I mention this purely because despite the fact there were pictures of him plastered all over the theatre, I completely failed to notice the fact that the loud man on the table next to ours, gassing on about having to perform on stage three times a day***, was Bubble from Big Brother 2. That, my friends, is how observant I am.

Trust me. Trust my reviews. Hope my holiday makes me more observant.

Ευτυχείς διακοπές!

* For those who are interested, an interest collision between Movable Type’s dynamic publishing functions, FastCGI, .htaccess and hotlink protection; for everyone else, I’m really sorry for boring you rigid like that. I’ll be more interesting when I get back, I promise

** It might have said ‘my new favourite author’. Equally presumptuous, but equally plausible

*** When did panto season start kicking off in August? Is this like Christmas trees in Marks & Spencers?