First things first: we are at twelve hours to
Dark Knight. I've been counting things down this week at the L Magazine blog and may try to send them a reaction sometime between getting out of the show tonight around 2:30AM and leaving for New England eight hours later.
For now, though, feel free to sift through my various Batman retrospectives. Following the original
Gotham Knight post, I took a commenter's suggestion and did a
run-down of Batman's movie girlfriends. People don't seem to like this piece that much because I didn't cover any of the ladies from the sixties TV show, but (a.) that show isn't a movie, (b.) that show sucks. Honestly, what's the deal with twentysomethings calling me out for not having in-depth coverage of a show that went off the year several decades before they were born? I've seen enough to get the
Simpsons jokes about it, and that's plenty. I never had much affection for the show because half the stuff they're pretending to "spoof" about Batman is stuff that the show itself either exacerbated or introduced That's not to say that there weren't some ridiculous-ass Batman comics in the fifties and sixties, but there are limits to the creative possibilities of anything so saturated in camp.
Then, I took my editor's excellent suggestion to
compare the various movie soundtracks. I wonder if the overblown, barely-related movie soundtrack will be an eventual casualty of iTunes; I feel like there have been fewer of them in recent years, and the recent soundtrack hits (
Juno,
O Brother) tend to have something to do with the feel of the movie.
With all of the Batman excitement, I didn't remember that the Emmy nominations came out today, which is not unusual because they usually suck almost as much as the Grammy nominations. But DVR has enabled me to see a somewhat wider spectrum of television than usual this year, so I feel like they actually warrant some comments:
--Suck it,
Family Guy! Their
Star Wars special provided a loophole to submit in both the animated special and comedy series categories, and though it made the shortlist for comedies, it wasn't nominated, which is as it should be in a world where
The Simpsons never got in (first because it wasn't allowed, and then because it didn't make the cut the one year that they submitted it there instead of animated series).
--
Robot Chicken and
Family Guy both got nominations (in separate categories) for
Star Wars episodes. Watch for
Wing Commander episodes of
Two and a Half Men and
According to Jim in 2009.
--
30 Rock took seven of the eleven comedy guest-star slots, which is absolutely deserved, even if they left off Matthew Broderick's turn as Cooter (though that episode did get a very deserving writing nomination).
--The
Office episode that got in for writing, "Dinner Party," was one of the weakest of the season. Weird.
--So let's get this straight:
Pushing Daisies was recognized for writing, directing, and acting, but
Two and a Half Men is deemed a superior comedy series overall based on... its powerhouse ensemble? Its art direction, maybe? Charlie Sheen's hair and make-up?
--I'm not bashing
Two and a Half Men (completely) sight unseen. I caught five minutes of it a few weeks ago when a DVR-delayed
How I Met Your Mother ended, and it took all of thirty seconds before I heard a homophobic joke. The whole thing had a bitter kind of meanness to it (and not the kind I like).
--Speaking of
How I Met Your Mother, way to go NPH -- though I feel there is sort of a Kramer/George thing going on here with Jason Segel. Michael Richards and Jason Alexander were always both nominated, but Richards won like four times and Alexander never did, because Richards had the flashier/goofier part. Here, NPH gets the only love from the
Mother cast because it's the most immediately noticeable work, but Segel does great stuff too, with less recognition (even though I sometimes miss his creepy awkwardness from the Apatow shows).
--The Academy's love of
Boston Legal is crazier than
Boston Legal itself.
--RIP,
Kid Nation, with your Best Title Theme nomination.
Oh, and speaking of Emmy winners, I saw Ricky Gervais's stand-up thing last night, with my sister. He was pretty funny, though he was almost upstaged by Todd Barry, who might've made me laugh more, despite doing
Sex and the City-style "Brooklyn is so far away from Manhattan, why would anyone go there?" jokes. Maybe I'm just sensitive.
Eleven hours and forty-nine minutes!!