Monthly Archives: August 2009

And Besides, When Will Don Draper Whack Someone?

That, to me, is the gist of this New York Times critique of the current season of “Mad Men,” which is- horrors!- moving too slowly for Dave Itzkoff’s tastes. He compares it, in fact, to “The Sopranos,” which often moved its plot glacially when concentrating on character.

Increasingly, Matthew Weiner, a former Sopranos producer, and his Mad Men writing staff seem to be so enamored with their characters that they are content to assemble them in potentially interesting settings, let the cameras linger on them and hope that an interesting scene emerges.

I vehemently disagreed with this notion when it was floated about “Sopranos,” and I still do now. Both are wonderful, amazing shows in which the bench of fascinating characters goes about 20-deep. “Mad Men,” in addition, has as its structure that it’s moving slowly through the 1960s. That “Mad Men” takes it time is one of my favorite things about it, and it isn’t about plot the way most network shows are.
Does Matthew Weiner care as little about what the short-term whims of his audience as his ex-boss, David Chase, did? I sure as hell hope so.
By the way, the third episode was the best of the season. That scene with Don alone at the bar with the old guy (Chelcie Ross) was as good as it gets. And only Christina Hendricks can play the accordion and look hot doing it.

Paranoia, Ironic and Not

Earlier this evening, in response to this little bit of televised nuttiness, I tweeted the following:

I learned from Glenn Beck today that Americorps is really Obama’s secret, Hitler-like army. Also, the left is too radical

This quote was subsequently re-tweeted by… someone who’s apparently a hardcore Glenn Beck supporter. As if such an accusation were obviously true and not purely, self-evidently insane.

Vick’s Debut

So Michael Vick played last night in the Eagles’ preseason game, went 4-for-4, and… was cheered by the majority of the crowd. And not only that, but only about ten people each showed up to protest on the pet-activist and NAACP sides.
Let this show once again that the idiots screaming on sports radio don’t represent a majority of Philadelphia. Because if they did, Vick would’ve been booed off the field. My theory is that the vitriol towards the Vick signing has a lot more to do with certain people’s intent hatred of the Eagles organization and management than with dogs.
This is pretty funny, too.