This column has been on a slight hiatus due to travel, some health issues (now mostly resolved), and my homecoming to a still-under-re-construction of my Island paradise.
Not only that, but there is the sad fact that this has been
a largely undistinguished year for motion pictures and so, after over a decade
of nagging, I finally got my spouse to sit down with me and watch what I
believe to be (week after week) the best series ever made for television. It
has occupied virtually all our viewing time for weeks.
I will not keep you in suspense; the series to which I refer
is Homeland, starring Claire Danes. I know, I know, you have seen it.
That’s what everyone tells me. Funny how the research from SHOWTIME, where the
show resided for over eight years, indicates an average audience of something
under two million television screens. There must have been a lot of Homeland
parties with dozens of folks watching on their neighbor’s TV.
Let me simply say, whether you actually saw the show or not,
watch it now. It is still great and there is nothing available that I can think
of to compete with it (ok… perhaps, West Wing, best Network series ever,
as well as two HBO giants, Game of Thrones and Deadwood). At my
house we are mid-way through the final season of Homeland as I write
this, and I cannot wait for the last episode which, if memory serves, is one of
the very best series finales EVER.
Homeland consists of a total of 96 brilliant… and
still timely… hours. Magnificently produced, smartly written, and beautifully
acted by an outstanding cast led by Ms. Danes with more than adequate support
from Mandy Patinkin, F. Murray Abraham, Damian Lewis, Rupert Friend, Morena
Baccarin, Elizabeth Marvel, Costa Ronin and, if you take a good look at some of
the earlier episodes, you will even see a teen-age Oscar nominee (A Complete
Unknown) Timothee Chalamet, as the son of the Vice President of the United
States.
I am watching Homeland on HULU with the only caveat
being, whoever they acquired their series’ prints from, had at one time
inserted commercials, leaving for the Hulu presentation those sometimes abrupt
cuts to black where a commercial was once inserted. SHOWTIME didn’t have
advertisers, Hulu doesn’t either, but somewhere along the way these episodes
were configured to allow for them, making the presentation less than perfect.
If you want perfection, you can buy/rent what I believe to be a more pristine
version on Amazon Prime.
From the sublime to the ridiculous… or at least the less
artful. Let me start with the 50th Anniversary of Saturday Night
Live. The great producer Lorne Michaels should be embarrassed by the show
he put on but will at least have the satisfaction of having delivered an
audience numbering over 15 million households. I would also guess he might well
be pleased by the star power he was able to bring to SNL and NBC over the
show’s history and particularly for this 50th anniversary special.
I will not go into the quality of the humor, or the writing
of the show; first off, comedy is a very subjective thing and not my area of
expertise. What I do criticize is the lack of basic craftsmanship. Lorne, and
the entire NBC crew, should be chastised for the more than poor presentation in
something as basic on Network TV as sound quality. It was horrific… and I am
not talking about a hearing aid malfunctioning (for openers, I don’t have/use
such a thing even though my children and grandchildren all would testify that I
ought to)… this was arguably one of the most amateurish technical messes I have
ever witnessed on anything approaching Primetime. Buzzing, background noises
being presented in the foreground while the principals up front could hardly be
heard. It was a mishmash that should never have happened but once it did, needed
to be corrected within minutes. It never was.
Regarding a lack of craft, there is Nickel Boys, one
of the less than stellar motion pictures nominated for an Academy Award. It is
an historical drama of America’s segregated south, and no one can accuse
director RaMell Ross of anything but good intentions. But good intentions are
not all that is needed. This film has taken the use of “subjective camera” to
such an extreme that it makes a statement (intended or not) that the craft of
making a motion picture doesn’t count for much. That doesn’t get my vote. Watch
it if you must. I am betting you will agree with me.
September 5 is another historical drama that is far
better made, but somehow also did not truly float my boat. Maybe it is because
I am old enough to remember watching that 1972 Olympic Village event live on TV
which, as I recall, was far more dramatic and effective than this
representation of that historical Munich
incident.
And, finally, speaking of live historical events on
television, Donald J. Trump and JD Vance have pulled off some of the best TV in
memory. And what a shame that we had to see it. Perhaps you disagree, but I
cannot help but believe that the United States of America will never again be
thought of in the same way as it was before this staged ambush in the Oval
Office of the Ukrainian President on international TV. I believe it was staged…
premeditated by our country’s leaders… in the misguided belief that it would
somehow make our country look stronger. How can anyone imagine a single ally in
Europe or Asia that will ever fully trust, or rely, on the word of this America
again? Frankly, I am not at all sure how that makes anyone but our adversaries “look
stronger.” Great TV… but at what cost?
Barney Rosenzweig
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