this fall TV has been somewhat appalling. new shows have been pretty mediocre.
but there are a few guilty pleasures.
right now i’m enjoying the Dick Wolf-produced Chicago Fire. a lot.
- the cast is good, though sometimes i wonder what Monica Raymund is doing there — sort of seems like slumming after watching her work in lie to me….
- half the time i forget Steve from Sex & The City is in the show
- scenes with the thanklessly burdened by dud storylines Eamonn Walker are almost as painful as Kalinda’s scenes with her icky psycho ex-husband in The Good Wife
- thankfully the blonde guy’s fiance has somewhat disappeared. that storyline was a real dog
don’t it make my brown eyes blue
Taylor Kinney is sort of ridiculously good looking. like George Clooney (ER-era) on steroids. it’s actually a little bit distracting sometimes. i sometimes find myself shaking my head and looking at him in his scenes, thinking it’s just nuts that he’s that blessed.
this is what i’m talking about. i think it’s his blue blue eyes that get me — and the salt-and-pepper hair. oy.
gossipy fact: Taylor Kinney is dating Lady Gaga, whose name i feel the need to pronounce like Miranda Hart does on Miranda: Lady Gugh-Gahhh.
Patricia Hodge — Miranda’s mother on Miranda — nails it with that line: “And the laugh this season is based on the song Poker Face by Lady GaGa.” wish the BBC wasn’t so uptight about clips — it’s brilliant.
i still don’t trust Lady GaGa. there’s something very slippery about what she’s doing, talent-wise, i think. and i don’t care for the outfit thing.
weird factoid, i think Taylor Kinney and Lady GaGa met on a video shoot in the cornfields of Nebraska of all places.
uh, a little more GaGa than i meant to include….
but then there’s Yuri Sardarov. i love this guy too.
but a lot of it is just the fact that it’s firefighters. in a cool city like Chicago. and the show, while soapy and stuff, is a lot of fun.