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Each summer Alan Sepinwal, the New Jersey Ledger's media critic, fills the summer doldrums with re-watches and reviews of past television series. Last year, he reviewed the short lived and brilliant ABC show, Cupid (not to be confused with the muddied re-boot that ABC subjected us to this spring) and the first season of the HBO drama The Wire. This year, he's recapping season 2 of The Wire and HBO's 2001 war drama miniseries, Band of Brothers.

We've never subscribed to HBO, unless we've gotten it on a free trial, so I've missed quite a bit of their programming, such as the aforementioned series, The Wire and Band of Brothers, along with The Sopranos (although I've never had a desire to watch the mob drama), Angels in America and John Adams, to name a few. I have caught snippets of Band of Brothers on the History Channel over the years but have never taken the time to find the DVD and watch the series. Until now.

I'm four episodes in and finally getting a handle on who's who and the army hierarchy. Luckily, neither is necessary to be moved by the story. The characters may seem stock or stereotypical, but cliches are cliches because they are based on reality. The hard ass commander with a inferiority complex, the silent but strong and well respected leader, the loudmouth that questions authority, the dirty fighter, the All American, the stoic sergeant are all there. But, the difference between this and other Hollywood productions is that these are real people and the experiences protrayed in the miniseries are based on their accounts of what they went through. Knowing that makes everything you see on the screen that much more moving. Hell, I get choked up during the opening credits.

This is definitely a mini-series that will improve on repeat viewings. In fact, it's one of very few series that I can see myself watching over and over. If you have the time, I recommend watching along with Alan and reading his recaps and the comments of his readers. Unlike some blog commenting sections, Sepinwal's readers are routinely polite and extremely intelligent.
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When most people think of classic Hollywood actresses of the 30's and 40's, stars such as Bette Davis, Joan Crawford and Katherine Hepburn come to mind, as they should. But, each of them had a rocky road in the 30's. After having some success in the early and mid-30's, Katherine Hepburn was dubbed 'box office poison' in the late 30's and, despite a string of successful movies, wasn't able to shed the label until The Philadelphia Story in 1940. In 1936, Bette Davis left Hollywood due to a contract dispute to make movies in England. Warner Brothers sued her and won; maybe the battle, but she won the war - when she returned, the studio treated her with newfound respect and began giving her their plum roles, thus beginning her tenure as top star on that lot. Crawford's films of the 30's while lavish as all MGM films tended to be, were rather routine and mostly forgettable. Her Crawford persona, "intelligent, often neurotic, powerful and sometimes ruthless, but also vulnerable and dependent," didn't solidify until she moved to star in Warner's film noirs of the 40's.

No Hollywood actress of the 1930's could hold a candle to Myrna Loy in popularity and star power. She was the rare actress that was equally appealing to men and women. Men wanted to marry her; women wanted to be like her. She was considered the perfect wife, a label she found amusing since she was married four times, couldn't boil and egg and didn't have children (paraphrased from Being and Becoming). So enormously popular was she that in 1936 she and Clark Gable were voted King and Queen of Hollywood.



But, before she became the poster girl for the ideal wife, she was the go to actress for exotic women in the late 20's and 30's. Her most famous role is as the daughter of the title character in The Mask of Fu Manchu (see above), a hilariously campy movie. How she was able to play that role with a straight face, I have no idea. Her final role as an exotic was in Thirteen Women starring Irene Dunne (another hugely popular 30's actress that is almost forgotten today). In her autobiography Being and Becoming, Loy had this to say about the movie:

"Rouben's (Mamoulian) revelation of my comedic talents didn't faze M-G-M. They dropped me right back into the vamp mold, loaning me to RKO for Thirteen Women (1932). As a Javanese-Indian half-caste, I methodically murder all the white schoolmates who've patronized me. I recall little about that racist concoction, but it came up recently when the National Board of Review honored me with its first Career Achievement Award. Betty Furness, a charming mistress of ceremonies, who had started at RKO doubling for my hands in closeups when I was busy elsewhere, said that she'd been dropped from Thirteen Women. (Despite the title, there were only ten in the final print.) "You were lucky," I told her, "because I just would have killed you, too. The only one who escaped me in that picture was Irene Dunne, and I regretted it every time she got the parts I wanted."


Her breakthrough role was right around the corner. W.S. Van Dyke had just directed Loy and William Powell in Manhattan Melodrama* and was adamant that they be cast as the husband and wife sleuthing team Nick and Nora Charles in his next feature, The Thin Man, a casting choice that proves to this classic movie fan that he was nothing short of brilliant. Movie goers agreed: The Thin Man was a hit and an acting team was born. Powell and Loy would go on to make 14 movies together (my favorite being Double Wedding). Their chemistry and affection for each other was so convincing that fans truly thought they were married.



When World War II broke out, Loy became increasingly politically active, spending more time on war work than in front of the camera, a trend that would continue after the war ended. Although the number of movies she made decreased, the quality didn't, with notable roles in the 40's coming in The Best Years of our Lives, The Bachelor and the Bobby Soxer, Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House, and The Red Pony. Shockingly, she was never nominated for an Oscar and died in 1993, two years after receiving an honorary Oscar in 1991.

Tonight, TCM is showing five of Loy's films - two from the early 30's (Penthouse, When Ladies Meet), one with Clark Gable (Too Hot to Handle), one with William Powell (The Great Ziegfeld) and one of her post-war films (The Red Pony). If you can only watch one, I recommend Too Hot To Handle in which she stars opposite Gable as an aviatrix to his daredevil news reel reporter. A great example of the easy chemistry she had with her leading men.

Source: Turner Classic Movie website.

* Myrna Loy was John Dilliger's favorite actress. Dillinger was gunned down while leaving a theater after seeing Loy in Manhattan Melodrama, co-starring Clark Gable and William Powell. It was her first film with Powell (they met for the first time when she bounds into the car that he is in). Their chemistry was immediate and obvious, leading Van Dyke to insist on them for their now iconic portrayals as Nick and Nora Charles.
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Patience is not my virtue. My family will attest to that. Just as my curiosity compels me to flip to the end of the book when I'm about 30% in, my need for closure and to Know What Happens keeps me from watching and being invested in television shows with long mythological arcs such as Lost. I have no doubt that once the last episode of Lost has aired and I know how the story ends, I'll start renting season one to see how they arrived at that point. In short, I want the whole story and I want it now! If I can't have it, I'm happy to wait and fill my time with other entertainment options.

I write all of that to, of course, contradict it with my love of Fringe, a Sci-Fi show from none other than JJ Abrams, the creator of Lost. Of course there is a mytharc (The Pattern). Maybe it's because I was on board from the very beginning, or maybe it's because even Fringe's monster of the week (MoW) episodes deal with The Pattern, if only tertiary, I'm invested in this show, or at least interested, unlike I have been with any other mythologically based show.

I almost gave up about mid-season. The first half of the season was shaky and a bit hokey. I didn't connect with any of the characters and John Noble's brilliant portrayal of mad scientist Walter Bishop wasn't enough to keep me around. Especially, when up against Simon Baker's dimples and artfully tousled hair over on CBS's new hit, The Mentalist. Why yes, I am shallow. Have you seen Simon Baker lately?



I rest my case.

But, thanks to Alan Sepinwall's episode reviews (his blog, What's Alan Watching?, is a must read for anyone that loves TV), I stayed in the Fringe loop. I think I missed one episode before I realized Fringe was up on Hulu the day after airing and I could have my cake and eat it, too, by Tivoing The Mentalist and watching Fringe on Hulu on Wednesday. (CBS, true to it's old geezer reputation, doesn't have full episodes of its series online. WTF, CBS? That's sucky.) Modern technology has allowed me to have the best of both worlds - the eye candy of The Mentalist and the brooding threat of the end of the world with Fringe. God, I love the 21st Century.

Fringe greatly improved in the second half of the season, reminding me of The X Files and how it also hit its stride beginning with the Scully-centric episode "Beyond the Sea." It's hard to say when Fringe clicked for me, but if pushed, I would have to point to when the airplane passenger turned into a monster in the lavatory and then went on a mid-flight rampage. That was pretty awesome.

In the season finale that aired on Tuesday we were given answers and were left with a final shot that, like all good finales, generates more questions. Instead of being frustrated with these questions, I'm intrigued and anxious for the new season to start. Will Fringe continue to answer questions logically - or with as much logic as a show so loosely based on science can have - or will it fall into the same trap that The X Files did and have such a convoluted conspiracy that by the end, viewers don't care what the answers are as long as they get them? That, I don't know. Some people will point to Lost and say that yes, we should trust JJ Abrams to have a big picture. I remember Alias and am skeptical.

I wish that Fox would decide to air all of the episodes uninterrupted, like they do with 24 and ABC does with Lost, because Fringe is a show that would benefit from that greatly. Right now, I'm going to content myself with the fact that it has been picked up for a second season and gear myself up for the ride that the new season will bring.
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Castle (9 pm, central; ABC)
It really is interesting how networks develop a personality over time. CBS is known for it's crime procedurals and for skewing to an older demographic. Fox is known for American Idol, sporadic scheduling and an occasional drama hit (Bones, House, 24). NBC is known these days for it's ineptitude and Ben Silvermen's apparent determination to destroy a once proud, strong network. ABC is all about quirky (Ugly Betty) and soapy drama (Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewives).

Castle is ABC's attempt to put its quirky spin on the crime procedural. Nathan Fillion plays Richard Castle, a poplar novelist who's just killed off his long running protagonist and is looking for a new muse. He finds one in Detective Kate Beckett, a tall, beautiful (of course) and brilliant NYPD detective. Sparks fly and playful banter is exchanged. Oh, and murders are solved. You know the drill.

This show, as rote as it is, works because of Nathan Fillion's charm. He may be one of those actors you see and think, "Where have I seen that guy before?" The series that he's led have all been quickly canceled (Firefly, Drive) and he's done secondary roles on relatively popular but easily forgotten series (Two Guys, A Girl and a Pizza Place). He had a great turn as an OB in the indie movie Waitress with Keri Russell and is probably best known these days for spending a season on Desperate Housewives. As Richard Castle, Fillion balances just the right amount of arrogance with good natured charm. Women want to have sex with date him; men want to have a beer with him. Personally, I want to do all three both.

A show like this relies on the chemistry between the two leads and Fillion and Stana Kanic deliver. Kanic's character has, naturally, softened over the 10 episodes that ABC has aired. Castle's charm could melt the Arctic ice cap. But, Beckett's appreciation of Castle is earned; it turns out the guy has great intuition when it comes to solving crime. Bonus: he's not just a pretty face.

The shows chances for renewal are getting better. After the ending of the "Season One" finale, it better get renewed. It wasn't your typical cliffhanger. It was a cliffhanger of information about the murder of Beckett's mother 10 years earlier (you knew she had to have a motivating past, didn't you?). I guess I have to give the show runner credit for not ending it with one of the main characters in a hospital bed but to leave everyone hanging on the line, "It's about your mother" was as frustrating as it was lame.

My disappointment doesn't change the fact that I really, really want this show to be renewed. This is the type of show that, if given time, will flourish into a respectable hit. There are plenty of TV viewers out there that don't want to be steeped in a mythological show but would rather have a fun, diverting whodunit they can watch and enjoy for an hour a week. In that, Castle and it's cast deliver in spades.

ABC has reached an agreement to put their shows on Hulu. Hopefully, that will happen soon. Hulu is easy to use, unlike some sites. Until then, here's Castle's show page on the ABC website.

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