This Week In TV: Joss Whedon Is A Free Man
It's way too cold outside, I can't believe I'm back at work, and I've already braved one after-Christmas sale. This was the week in TV Land:
It's been nice knowing you, Dollhouse. Now how about that Serenity sequel, Whedon?
• I watched the finale of The Sing-Off. That's how little there was to watch on TV last week, kids: I watched a reality show hosted by Nick Lachey that was shamelessly thrown together to ride the success of Glee. It doesn't matter that one's on NBC and the other's on Fox; a trend is a trend, even if that trend is "Choir kids are now improbably hip." I cannot begin to tell you how much this isn't the case (take it from the boy who actually wore the starred vest and sang barbershop), but whatever. The final episode didn't even try to pretend there was anything more going on than that. Some dudes from Puerto Rico won, I think. I just felt bad for judge Ben Folds.
• Okay so here's the problem with Scrubs: The New Class. It's pointless. Is it bad? Not totally. Is it messing with the memory of the original series? Kinda, yeah. But mostly it's just unnecessary. Everything was really nicely wrapped up when the series ended its initial run last season on NBC: J.D. had moved on and grown up, and things felt completed. But the new show dragged him back into the action, only to play him off again. Last week's episode was the fifth one for Braff, who committed to only six episodes for the first run of the new show (thanks Hollywood trades!), so now the action shifts again to new med students who aren't unlikable but who don't have what it takes to make me want to watch them instead of just popping in a DVD from the first season of the real show. It's time for ABC to let this one go, which it looks like they're doing anyway: The network is running the show in hour-long blocks in January to get it out of the way before Lost comes back. Bye-bye, new kids.
• Any Dollhouse kids in the audience? The show's about to enter its last month, if anybody's interested. Gone forever after January.
• Hooray! Charlie Sheen got arrested for domestic assault! I mean, it's not a hooray for the woman he was beating up (he was staying in Colorado with his wife, but the police department doesn't release names of accusers in cases like these), but I'm glad that putz isn't gonna get away with stuff just because he's on the worst show on television and made some Hanes commercials. He's got a court appearance set for early February in Aspen. Here's hoping he has to delay taping Two and a Half Men to serve time for being a jerk.
• I mentioned this last week, but ABC Family aired Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory complete with interview snippets with the cast, now all growed up. It was part of some effort to push the Blu-ray, but who cares. The best part was when Gene Wilder showed visible pleasure in remembering how awful the little boy who played Mike Teevee was during shooting, and when they actually interviewed that guy, it was totally obvious he was a douche. (He talked of having "five years of acting experience" by the time he was 11, which dude, nobody cared then or now.) The kid who played Charlie never made
another movie, and grew up to be a vet. Now you know, and knowing is half the battle.
• Looking ahead to the rest of this week, the Sugar Bowl airs Friday on Fox, if that's your thing. (Not mine. At all.) You can also watch the New Year's Rockin' Eve (I always hated that title, or at least thought "Rockin'" should be right up front) on ABC, with host Ryan
Seacrest and the frozen head of Dick Clark. Your best bet, though, is with another week of NBC repeats. They're showing two-hour blocks of their Thursday comedies every night this week, beginning Monday (tonight!) with Community from 7-9 p.m. Central. Tuesday is Parks and Recreation, Wednesday is The Office, and
Thursday is 30 Rock. Don't say I never gave you anything.
• I'll leave you today with the latest promo from ABC for the upcoming sixth and final season of Lost. These ads are great because they don't use any new footage but still create a feeling of an epic coming to a close. And you bet your ass I'll be there every week to see what happens. Who won't?