Showing posts with label TV show review. Show all posts
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Friday, April 13, 2012

White-Hot


Betty White. Need I say more?

A woman who’s been around the block a few times in the land of sitcom, White woos us yet again in the TV Land comedy Hot in Cleveland. Although the show features other spunky sitcom actresses—Valerie Bertinelli (One Day at a Time), Jane Leeves (Fraiser), and Wendie Malick (Just Shoot Me)—it is White who we can’t help but laugh at.

Promoted from her dumb blonde persona as Rose in the late 1980s comedy The Golden Girls, White transforms into the snarky, quick-witted Elka Ostrovsky, caretaker of a house in the burbs of Cleveland. And when three forty-something women from L.A. move in, Elka can’t help but ask the realtor, “Why are you renting to prostitutes?”

White gets much applause for her ongoing acting career (she turned 90 last week), however, the show itself could use a bit of a tune-up. Although worthy of a good laugh, Hot in Cleveland disappointingly stereotypes forty-something women as desperate and self-loathing. The main reason Bertinelli, Leeves, and Malick’s characters even make the move to the Midwest is because the men there are ruggedly handsome, pull out their chairs, and appreciate their beauty, unlike the self-absorbed, metrosexual men of Los Angeles.

Oddly enough, like any TV series really, it’s these exaggerated stereotypes that keep me coming back for more. Melanie (Bertinelli) is a recently divorced writer, whose naivety not only makes her lovable but gets her into trouble (“I’m gonna staple my mouth shut…as soon as I fix this”). Victoria (Malick) is a bigheaded TV soap opera actress who thinks every person on earth is her biggest fan. After her show gets cancelled, however, she struggles to accept the fact that she is only wanted for mother/grandmother roles and becomes the spokesperson for “Mrs. Lady Pants,” Japanese adult diaper pants for women that will make you “feel as fresh as Mount Fuji.” And Joy (Leeves) is the bitter beautician who was left at the altar, gave her son up for adoption, and is the butt of jokes for Elka. The upside? She’s the artistic genius behind Oprah’s perfectly shaped brows.

As TV Land’s first original scripted series, the show is doing well for itself. In 2011, White won the Screen Actors Guild Award for “Outstanding Performance by a Female Actor in a Comedy Series,” and the cast won “Outstanding Performance by an Ensemble in a Comedy Series.” The show also won the 2012 People’s Choice Award for “Favorite Cable TV Comedy.”
Hot in Cleveland isn’t going to get cold any time soon. In fact, the comedy is only five episodes into season three and they have already signed on for a fourth season. So try it out—if not for your own enjoyment, then for documenting Betty White’s last hoorah as an actress (and I’m sure she’ll go out with a bang).

Downton with a Dash of Poppins


Elegant damsels and suited up Britains, corsets and scandal and talk in the kitchen, a servant staff large enough for a king, these are a few of my favorite things. Downton Abbey will surely ingrain itself in your brain as do the annoyingly catchy lyrics of a Julie Andrews’ song. It’s witty. It’s scandalous. It’s more entertaining than I would have thought PBS capable of.

Considering Downton Abbey details the life of the wealthy Crawley family and their servants (not to mention it falls into the niche of black-suited, Laura Linney-introduced Masterpiece Theatre), it comes as a surprise that the storyline woos its audience with shock, scandal, and strife. Of course, what is considered shocking, scandalous, and strife-worthy in 20th century England differs greatly from what is considered those things in present-day America. Regardless, scenes of pre-marital sex, wounded WWI soldiers, and a love affair between Lady Sybil (Jessica Brown-Findlay) and chauffer Branson (Allen Leech) keep you as wide-eyed as a five-year-old in Willy Wonka’s candy shop.

And while the storylines are surprisingly provocative, the characters and their relationships with one another are remarkably poignant.  No matter how wretched Lady Mary (Michelle Dockery) can be towards her sister, Lady Edith (Laura Carmichael), and Cousin Matthew Crawley (Dan Stevens), you find you will continue to root for her I’m-better-than-you feminist attitude as well as her back-and-forth relationship with earnest Matthew throughout the series. Downton’s servants seduce viewers into popcorn inhalation, as well, with both their kindness and knavery towards the beloved Crawley family. I almost choked on a kernel when O’Brien (Siobhan Finneran), Lady Grantham’s (Elizabeth McGovern) maid, plants a half bar of soap by the edge of the bathtub, in which Lady Grantham (well-past child-bearing age) slips upon and miscarries her last chance for an heir to the Crawley fortune.

What began with a tragedy in season one—the sinking of the Titanic—and ended with an engagement in season two (Cousin Matthew finally gives into his own stubbornness as he propositions Lady Mary for marriage, who insists he kneel down in the snow and propose if he wants a proper answer from her), Downton Abbey has yet to disappoint. With just enough wealth, war, and saucy remarks from Maggie Smith’s Countess of Grantham (“So, that’s Mary’s replacement. Well, I suppose looks aren’t everything.”) weaved into the equation, I have become an avid fan of the pleasantly arrogant Crawleys and their gossiping staff.  So when the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad, I simply watch Downton endlessly, and then I don't feel so bad.