Taylor Swift has unveiled the third song from her upcoming new record, 1989. Welcome To New York follows in the footsteps of the recently released Out Of The
Oh good grief, I’m going to listen to this song A LOT. (Fine, it’ll be the whole album, but “Welcome to New York” particularly.)
The Battle Rounds kicked off in spectacular fashion on NBC’s The Voice - get your five minute highlights here.
Still recapping The Voice over on TV Junkies - go, read, now!
I mean…DEATH BY SQUEALING AND SWOONING, am I right?
The whole date set-up was by far the most adorable thing…ever.
All the squealing. Olicity4ever.
As if you want to talk about anything else:
Sorry new sitcoms, you’re just not as well-written or well-executed as The Mindy Project. But I appreciate you trying. And I can’t always just sit around Wednesday mornings applauding Mindy. (Well, I can, but it may get boring.)
Newbie Selfie is the sitcom most critics and pop culture influencers are most charmed by. Personally, I’m not a fan of demonising social media but I do appreciate the commentary that the show is offering up. And John Cho isn’t the worst choice for a modern day Henry Higgins.
Now over on Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, I’m still reeling emotionally from the Fitz reveal last week. It’s so heartbreaking. But I don’t know if SHIELD is continuing on the path to betterment that it found at the end of season one. Adding B.J. Britt’s Antoine “Tripp” Triplett last season was the best thing the show did for the chemistry mix. Season two has Coulson being uber bossy now that he’s the big boss. Skye is still dead weight, although she can now kick ass. And the least interesting villain or mystery woman or whatever you want to call Rayna, has been brought back from the shadows. Oy, did my eyes roll. No thank you. Give me something new, stat.
For the WHOLE season of The Voice…alright it’s only been three episodes but that’s SIX hours of TV, Gwen Stefani has been going on and on and on about how she knows boys and can totally work with boys and has always been around boys. We get it. Or I thought everyone did, until Adam piped up to explain it all out loud. To us. But also to himself. That’s right, Stefani is married to a man, has three sons, was in a band of all boys and is now on a show with three male co-Judges. Thanks, Adam. Gwen won the night by interrupting his man math with this quote:
“I had to hire four Harujuku girls to hang out with me. That was the only time I ever got to hang out with girls.”
Ha. Yes. Best. For more top moments from last night’s Blind Auditions, hop along over to The TV Junkies where I’m now writing stuff sometimes.
Meanwhile on Gotham, I have to admit it wasn’t all AMAZING. Now, before you send a lynch mob, lots of it is awesome. Robin Lord Taylor’s Penguin is phenomenal. Jada Pinkett-Smith is….a little…theatrical. Overly so. Is that the point of her performance? I don’t think so, but I also don’t think she’s one for nuance.
And Ben McKenzie, well I love him dearly and will therefore stay blind to some of his slightly forced/wooden moments. He’s got it in him and sometimes the writing is great and works, so I’m sticking to my guns.
It’s time for another note from Joan:
Why you no make ALL the Goldberg gifs?? I needs them.
(And I’m really too lazy to make them myself. ABC, will you make them for me? Pretty please?)
This past spring I lost Enlisted and Trophy Wife; I refuse to go through the trauma of losing another new(ish) sitcom I adore next spring. Which means I may have to go door-to-door, and force people to watch several episodes of The Goldbergs until they appreciate it’s genus. (And I’m starting with season one’s “Who Are You Going to Telephone?”)
The season two premiere was all about mix tapes, which I have SO many feelings about including the present day feeling of lamenting the fact that we can’t/don’t make people mix tapes/CDs anymore; and fake IDs, which I’ve never had (hi Mum!). A joyous and triumphant return, though with minimal Erica, but I’m not fussed about that. God, this show is good.
Also celebrating its season premiere (on ABC no less), Nashville who gave it the ol’ college try mixing a live performance (twice! once on each coast) in with its usual episode. It was….um…sigh…a nice try? The performances themselves were good; it was the aesthetic that was an issue.
Moving on, Gunner and Avery need a buddy-comedy, road trip, musical movie STAT. I’d watch the HECK out of that. EVERYONE would watch the heck out of that. And Scarlett’s parasol can come too. (Just not Scarlett.)
And that’s all I’ve got as I’m not ready to comment on Rayna’s engagement decisions. Although, she did make the healthier, more reasonable and realistic choice.
Dear New Girl,
Get funnier. Give us more of the high kids in the closet.
In all honesty, it wasn’t THE WORST. Dating apps are begging to be made fun of. Alas, New Girl failed achieving that goal. And when you hold New Girl up next to The Mindy Project…no contest.
Rhea Pearlman was perfect casting for mother Castellano, n’est pas?
"Are you arousing my son in my own house? A boy’s bedroom should never have an erection in it!"
Don’t worry, I didn’t indadvertedly recap DWTS again this week. I just needed to show you what Lea Thompson rocked because, while the picture of my TV doesn’t really do it justice (ABC, can’t a girl on the west coast get a decent image on the interwebs!?), she looked SMOKING. On the Carleton dance front: No dice, but Alfonso Ribeiro did dance to Will Smith’s “Getting Jiggy Wit It” so 14-year-old Joan is squealing.
On the other 2-hour reality TV show front, The Voice kicked off with a performance from the four judges, Gwen, Pharrell, Adam and Blake. Present day Joan squealed watching the phenomenal chemistry the four have; their banter is SO great. I want to just hang out with those four. Always. (Sorry Usher and Shakira, you’ve been replaced. Not sorry, Cee Lo and Xtina, you never had it.) Lots of notable singers whose names I’m not going to bother listing till we get to some smaller teams. But one dude did work at a dog bar, where you can bring your dog and drink and I’m INTERESTED in going there.
Gotham finally made its big premiere and I lustily and heartily welcome Ben McKenzie back to network television. Yes, there was a LOT of winks to Batman in the pilot, but I’m confident that it’ll settle down into the gritty drama that we all want it to be. And the 36 year-old has just enough gravitas to do be the future Commissioner Gordon. Ryan Atwood’s all grown up and cleaning up Gotham! Who knew!?
Real talk about Forever (and it may make me unpopular): I just don’t really care all that much. Am I pleased to see Ioan Gruffudd doing something after the disaster that was Ringer? Definitely. He can Gruffudd me any day. But this is a DVR-it-and-watch-it-every-couple-of-weeks-when-you’re-hungover-on-Sunday show for me. I vow to be vaguely aware of it and no more (which is more than I’ll say for the following shows this fall: The Mysteries of Laura, Madame Secretary, State of Affairs, Scorpion…the list probably goes on..).
The Big Bang Theory is seeking shelter on Monday nights while football prevails, which I find amusing. You know, because nerds and jocks…..fine, don’t smile. I think it’s some kind of ironic. Anyway, Kaley Cuoco-Sweeting debuted a new last name and a sassy short ‘do. (Ps. I like it!) 45 days passed since we left everyone in the spring. Shelton’s still….Sheldon-y, never leaving the train stations but travelling all over the US. Raj has held on to his “hot” girlfriend. Penny’s set to become a pharmaceutical girl (where’s Barney Stinson when you need him!) at Bernadette’s company. Mutual fear of Bernadette snagged her the job, which was a cute twist after a terrible interview.
And then I passed out because the hours of TV were overwhelming me….go on without me….
Season six kicked off with such a bang, that I ALMOST forgot to mourn the fact Josh Charles was gone gone gone. This helped:
(Many thanks to this Tumblr for the above Cary gifs.)
I’m really pleased that Matt Czuchry is about to have a meaty story arc this season. It’s his turn. He’s had some great bits here and there in the past five years, but obviously took a back seat to some of the other players. This is a big big story for Czuchry.
Is it still too much to think that he’s still Logan Huntzburger but changed his name after his father disowned him for becoming an attorney?
Shhhh…let me dream.
Am I the only person who thinks Charlie Rowe looks like a younger version of Tom Hiddleston?
Rowe plays Leo, so the “official” cast photo of him isn’t really going to help my case here - except that I REALLY see it in the smile and the eyes, even when he’s without a mop of hair - so here are some shots of him outside of Red Band Society context:
And one of Hiddles for good measure:
Am I crazy? Do you not see it?!!? Even just a HINT of Hiddles in Lowe? (Ignore the difference in eye colour and try again.)
His book’s called Choose Your Own Autobiography.
I can’t stop watching this adorable trailer. Each square requires my singular attention!