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Who Is Gossip Girl: What We Learned on the Show's Series Finale
It's that time of year again. That time of year when Park Avenue sparkles from top to bottom and the fanciest boutiques drench their windows in shimmering crystals. If one city does Christmas best — it's New York. So what better time of year for Gossip Girl, a Big Apple icon in its own right, to wrap up its six-year series than now?
Last night we said goodbye to Blair, Chuck, Serena, Nate and Dan (and Dorota) for the last time. Come January, The CW will air a new series in its wake — The Carrie Diaries — brought to us from GG's proud producers, director Stephanie Savage and writer Josh Schwartz, who also created The OC. Remember Marissa Cooper? She died!
Although Gossip Girl lasted longer than anyone expected (we thought we'd bid adieu to the crew once they graduated high school), we're still left wishing we could follow them into parenthood. The finale closed with a snapshot into the future: "S" and "Lonely Boy" tie the knot; a miniature Chuck Bass, named Henry, trots around in a tux; and Lily and Rufus reunite with their respective exes. But what's to become of Nate and the mayorship? Eric and his facial hair? Or "Little J" and her long, bleached-out tendrils.
Unlike conclusions of the series' past, last night's left our hearts intact. No one mourned Bart Bass's death; we cheered Chuck on as he guiltlessly escaped blame. And for the first time in six years, his over-tanned and under-fed brother Jack didn't have a dirty, rotten trick up his cufflink'd sleeve. Even Georgina Sparks veered from the dark side and joined her frenemies in their quest for happiness. At the very least, we can rest assured all is well on the Upper East Side and Gossip Girl, who we can now call Dan, was put to bed.
But can we put ourselves to bed not knowing where Manhattan's elite heads to next?!
Gossip Girl will join the ranks of past television shows-turned odes to New York: Seinfeld, Friends,Sex and the City, and 30 Rock, to name a few. With Mike Bloomberg's seal of approval — in declaring Thursday, January 26th "Gossip Girl Day" — and guest appearances from the likes of Alexa Chung, Diane von Furstenberg, Rachel Zoe, Marc Jacobs and Florence Nightingale, the show once seen as a scandalous take on spoiled youths rose to acceptance as a brilliantly crafted work of art. It didn't take long for the enigmatic show to silence its critics' doubts and surpass parental disapproval. Anyone who watched it, accidentally or not, understood the beauty in its lyrical interplay of power, malevolence, and trust ripened by the temptations of wealth.
Perhaps more poignant than the ever-twisting plot-line on the once-WB, now CW channel, is the congruency of the show's evolution with the transformations of its cast members. As we watched with bated breath, wondering if "S" and "B" would ever get along, Blake Lively catapulted into stardom as Leighton Meester scored a record deal. Chace Crawford, Ed Westwick and Penn Badgley became household names, their chiseled cheek bones appearing on looming billboards and glossy magazine covers. For these actors, signing onto this project may be the best choice they ever made. Not only were they relocated to New York, from wherever they resided in 2007, they scored the prettiest clothes, met the city's VIP, and caught a glimpse of its most exclusive venues. For them, Gossip Girl served as their entrant into a bathtub of gold.
Even in Badgley's pre-finale interview, aired before the show's 10 p.m. start, he acknowledges the parallels between TV and reality. If you can recall, Season 1's tone was set to the underlying theme of, "You're nobody until you're talked about." Now, without Blair and Georgina's cutthroat scheming, we'll be talking about the cast members themselves who, in reality, may have morphed slightly into the people they were playing.
With us we'll take fond memories of a meatier, head-shaven Dan and Serena escaping her regret-ridden home via Metro North. We'll remember Chuck's long scarves and silk ascots; his clustered bangs and forced, drawn out Yankee accent. There will always be Nate's piercing blue eyes and perfectly shaped eyebrows: the most metrosexual laxer we've ever encountered. And then, Blair's collection of headbands that rivals Carrie Bradshaw's Manolos. The essence of each character is forever embedded in our minds.
And lest we forget, there's always the Gossip Girl tour bus that stops at sites such as The Palace, where it all began.
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Winter in la ciudad (at Washington Square Park)
Happy Endings TV Show: Season 3 Premiere Upstaged by Heavy, Pre Show Publicity
Aside from a few one-liners and catchy turns-of-phrase, Happy Endings' season three premiere was upstaged by its excessive pre-show publicity. Little was left to the imagination before the show aired; we knew Penny would be motionless in a half-body cast, Dave and Alex would try and keep it "cas" and Brad would have a puppet named Sinbrad.
In an attempt to hype up and broaden their audience base, the cast and crew of this ABC comedy in its third round beat us to the punch by sharing its punchlines too early.
Certain scenarios played out creatively, such as Penny's fall from grace in the first five minutes, when she tumbled down a staircase "like a slinky with breasts." Or Max "Misery-ing" Penny, "like Kathy Bates, only fatter" using Sleepington's tea and Lunesta. But other than Dave and Alex's horrendous new highlights, we were left thirsty for more laughs after the show's brief debut.
Moving forward, this highly anticipated primetime series could go one of two ways: it could disappoint expectations and please its haters in becoming stale or continue to reinvent itself as it did last season with surprising character development and a slew of guest appearances.
We wonder if Penny's feelings for Dave will come to light, if her physical trainer Kent (Matthew Del Negro) is into her or Max, and whether Alex and Dave will finally make it to the alter without a runaway bride. And we would hate to think of anything disrupting Brad and Jane's marital bliss; they have, after all, sifted through heavy muck: Jane's recently revealed egg donation and Brad's lay-off (not to mention various lies he's been caught in before, like owning a motorcycle or wanting to dump Jane before they got engaged).
At various points throughout Tuesday night's performance, we giggled because of its absurdity. Who goes space-jumping from a rooftop in downtown Chicago? What if Brad actually had hobbies like dance-cooking, candle-making, and puppeteering? And how did Penny escape from her bedroom in a half-body cast, get caught in a fence and manage to get graffiti'ed and pee'd on?
But playing with words, as its improv-heavy cast tends to do, can air on the side of egotistical. At times, it's more obvious the characters find themselves funnier than the audience does. For instance, as Alex and Dave engage in tongue-in-cheek, flirtatious banter, referring to each other as "bro," then "Bro v. Wade" and eventually, "brovine growth hormone," we envision a writers' room replete with smarts and wit trying too earnestly to please themselves.
Bottom line: To keep us engaged, the show needs to be more outlandish and throw us for a loop without getting too heavy or revealing too much in the pre-show commercials, Facebook posts and tweets.
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Happy Endings Season Premiere: New Episodes Promise More Quirkiness and Laughs
It's been a long six months and 13 days since we last saw the quirky cast of ABC's Happy Endings in action. Tonight, we welcome back the crew — Elisha Cuthbert (Alex), Eliza Coupe (Jane), Adam Pally (Max), Damon Wayans Jr. (Brad), Casey Wilson (Penny) and Zachary Knighton (Dave) — when they kick off their third season on prime-time television.
It's no longer "The Year of Penny;" in fact, Penny has dove deeper into despair being stuck in a full-body cast after a major (yet hilarious) accident. Who has volunteered to tend to her around-the-clock, but Max, her gay best friend. Max is known in the show as "The Lazy One," the guy who sports Ray Bans, mooches off Dave and Brad and sings vocals for the show's Madonna cover band Mandonna.
While its first season disappointed critics who wrote it off as a Friends-wannabe, its second season soared with delicious reviews. "Rather than improve ratings by noticeably changing course ... the cast and crew leaned into the weirdness of their comedy," wrote New York's Alex Morris.
But this ensemble of 30-something BFFs living in Chicago sends sparks through our flat-screens and Macbook Pros; their chemistry is both palpable and genuine, as they're known to get down both on and off the screen as a tight-knit unit that seems to speak their very own language.
We love Penny as the struggling singleton who says things like "Ah-mah-zing" and abbreviates memories to "mems" and we can't get enough of Max, who for en entire episode pretended to be a bear (in hibernation). The type-A personality Jane, who considers getting bangs "crazy," and her doting husband (who wears women's clothing and wants to wear baby-tees), Brad, play off each other as well as Lucy and Ricky Ricardo. And then there's the token Ross-Rachel couple, Alex and Dave, that see-saw from frenemies to soul mates and back again after admitting to each other they hate the other's seafood jumbo and obsession with frolf (frisbee golf, of course).
Last we checked, this rambunctious bunch was at a gay wedding in their second season finale (entitled "Four Weddings and One Funeral (Minus Three Weddings and a Funeral)." Brad got fired; Jane wore a pee-yellow tux; Penny met Chris (Brian Austin Green) at the Skype table after re-discovering her love for Dave; Dave and Alex made amends; and Max championed "Like a Prayer" with a faux birthmark above his lip.
As for what's in store for Part III, according to Adam Pally, we'll find out how he and Brad met (on a reality TV show) and Alex's store may in fact be a front for a child-smuggling operation. We can also expect "epic" guest stars. While Tina Fey may be a stretch, Casey Wilson affirms Megan Mullally will be back as her mother and Michael McKean as Dave's dad. Jason Sudeikis is on their short-list, and if they're dreaming big, Catherine O'Hara may be bribed for an appearance.
Happy Endings Season 3 premiere @ 9PM on ABC (before Don't Trust the B---- in Apartment 23).
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The Good Wife Season 4 Premiere: A Hyped Up Start that Falls Short of Expectations
The fourth season of CBS’s The Good Wifepicks up where it left off in April: Kalinda sits cross-legged and stone-faced, a handgun tucked beneath her hip, and awaits the arrival of an unidentified, yet dangerous man.
The tension mounts when we realize this man, whose raspy, deep voice we’ve only heard via telephone, is a husky fellow named Bill.
Bill comes a knockin’ on behalf of Kalinda’s ex-husband Nick (Marc Warren), a Brit with a "midnight sun" tattoo who seeks Kalinda’s return. In the darkness of her apartment, Kalinda utilizes her and his gun as a weapon for Bill’s head and smashes his hand to smithereens with the sledge hammer she had the foresight to buy earlier.
It’s a deeply melodramatic start that paves the way for an equally melodramatic first episode, rife with sensational — oftentimes in-eloquent — dialogue wrapped around a weakly carried out title, “I Fought the Law.”
Kalinda’s troubles are kept at bay as the focus turns not to Alicia, but Alicia's son Zach (Graham Phillips) and his run-in with Officer Robb (Matthew Del Negro) heading home from a visit to Washington University. Zach, riding his newly inherited, old-school Grand Cherokee with mom and sister in the back, is pulled over and slapped with a slew of silly accusations: stowing remnants of marijuana shake below the front seat and disobeying Article 14 by not-so-surreptitiously recording the bully cop. Really, Zach, put your iPhone on silent.
Alicia, who has thankfully grown out her awful side-sweeping bangs, has her panties in a bunch over the blemishes on her son's record. Before her state-attorney husband, whom she’s “mending fences” with, can blackmail Madison County officials, she throws Officer Robb’s far-fetched accusations back in his square face. In court, she proves — with the help of Zach's Google-ing skills — Robb and many others utilize that highway stretch as a “forfeiture corridor” to illegally impound cars and confiscate cash made from prior drug sales.
This slightly boring chain of events is where the audience’s attention peaks; although Alicia essentially makes a mountain out of a mole hill, she brings an interesting issue to light in the process. I, for one, had never heard of a forfeiture corridor before.
Throughout the episode, we’re briefly introduced to our two new shining stars. Kristin Chenoweth appears as Peggy Byrne and Nathan Lane, a dapper Clarke Hayden.
Peggy is a reporter dressed in a gross mustard-yellow blazer, donning a distracting, tightly wound ponytail. She grills both Peter and Alicia on the state of their marriage, harping on questions we’ve already dissected to their core over the past three seasons. Yes, Alicia has stood by Peter’s side (to some extent), but no, it's not an affront to the entire female gender. As Peggy interviews Alicia, our leading lady remains incredibly calm. In fact, Alicia's relaxed demeanor and chilled-out vibe seems off-kilter with the other characters' mounting stress. Was that her marijuana shake Robb found?
Overall anxiety is brought on by the fact that Lockhart Gardner is $60 million in debt, due to the “loss of a major client, late receivables, and an exponential increase in our lease,” Diane (Christine Baranski) explains. Cue Clarke Hayden, the appointed trustee meant to mend the matter at hand by setting priorities and letting 30% of the staff go, what is sure to be a devastating blow to come. Clarke is a suited character we're excited to explore. In the premiere, he mostly scribbles in his notepad and stares into space, wearing inherently quizzical dark-rimmed glasses.
At the episode’s close, we’re left with questions concerning its vaguely fleshed out plot line. Like,who is Bob really? Why does Officer Robb need two B’s? What kind of white-kid folk-rap does Zach listen to? Did he just discover the internet? Do all 18-year-olds use Bluetooth? And does Kalinda have a past with everyone, including the drug-searching dog expert with the kinky hair?
It’s all so much to digest without the key details we're kept from. Hopefully the season will stray away from the tired themes of marital woes, Kalinda’s bi-curious sexcapades, and the Florrick kids’ rebellious tendencies. Perhaps the premiere was merely setting the stage for a season whose complexity will increase simultaneous to the impending campaign and the arrival of Kalinda’s ex, whom we'll call "Tow Truck Man" as a client to the firm.
Or, maybe it will take a rendezvous between Will (Josh Charles) and Alicia to save the season from flat-lining. If I had a choice, I'd opt for the latter.
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The Good Wife Season 4 Premiere: Kristin Chenoweth and Nathan Lane Join the Steamy Scandal
If you weren’t sure what a cliffhanger looked like on television, The Good Wife's season three finale in April illustrated how it’s done. Viewers of this popular CBS drama series were left with baited breath as their scrappy and wildly elusive investigator Kalinda Sharma (Archie Panjabi) sat silently in her dark apartment awaiting the arrival of her violent, estranged husband.
After five months of anticipation, tonight’s fourth season premiere — we hope — will provide answers to questions concerning Kalinda’s past as well as the firm’s impending bankruptcy. What has Kalinda been running from and why can’t her ex let her go? Can Lockhart Gardner survive the financially threatening challenges imposed by their misfit enemies, Louis Canning (Michael J. Fox) and Patti Nyholm (Martha Plimpton)?
In addition to above-stated wrenches, we’re both worried and excited about Peter Florrick (Chris Noth) and the governorship; mother Jackie (Mary Beth Peil) and her potential illness, which she’ll most likely use a weapon against Alicia (Julianna Margulies); and the firm’s re-hiring of a more matured and less pragmatic Cary (Matt Czurchy).
For a primetime series that’s become home to stage actors Christine Baranski (or, Diane Lockhart) and Alan Cummings (Eli Gold), it’s no surprise the star-studded ensemble will grow to include Nathan Lane (playing the firm’s appointed trustee, Clarke Haydon) and Kristin Chenoweth (cast as a nosy political reporter investigating Peter’s campaign). Not to mention Margulies’s former ERcast member Maura Tierney as Alicia’s friend and millionaire businesswoman, Maddie Hayward.
It goes without saying we expect a lot from Robert and Michelle King, the Good Wife’s creators and show-runners. They’ve proven themselves a collaborative and inventive team that has wrangled together an impressive crew of actors whose chemistry never ceases to delight the camera. In episodes that touch upon relevant and increasingly shocking issues that run the gamut from national security to technology and marriage, we’ve come to hold very high standards for a show that’s both conventional and innovative in its law-firm repartee.
Tonight at 9 PM on CBS, the curtains rise to reveal this award-winning show’s fourth season and you should definitely watch.
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Up All Night Season 2 Premiere Review: Maya Rudolph Shines Despite Disappointing Episode
Loyal fans of NBC’s comedic sitcom Up All Night sighed with content at the close of its inaugural season last April. After following Chris (Will Arnett) and Reagan (Christina Applegate) Brinkley through their first year of parenting, fraught with mishaps and neuroses, we felt assured they had made a stable life for themselves.
Chris, a stay-at-home dad, and Reagan, a multi-tasking mom, made it work while proving they can still have fun. In its season one finale, they laid hung over but happy in bed after a night out ripping shots with their best friend Ava (Maya Rudolph) and Ava’s boyfriend Kevin (Jason Lee) as baby Amy slept soundly at home.
This season, the tides have changed — and if Thursday night's premiere is any indication, a typhoon’s on the horizon.
Not only does Chris appear near gaunt, having shed close to 20 pounds, he’s taken on a more tailored ‘do. The goofy, ex-hockey player we found huggable has been made-over into a more modern man. A third of the way into the episode, he stands pants-less before Reagan’s recently divorced younger brother Scott (Luka Jones) and exposes hip-hugging briefs nauseatingly nostalgic for Top Gun.
Aside from Will Arnett looking wiry, there are other, more substantial curveballs set in motion. For one, Ava’s show has been cancelled and thus, she and her producer Reagan are not-so-gainfully unemployed. In addition, flannel-clad Scott, a.k.a. “Uncle Scotty,” whose place of residence and overall demeanor has yet to be revealed, is the contractor renovating the Brinkley’s “Poopy Palace” (or the master bath). While Kevin is nowhere to be found, Amy appears a few inches taller, having ditched her pacifier and acquired light pink Crocs.
“What is to become of my Ava Show golf cart?” pleads Ava in her sultry baritone voice, with nostrils flared. . Promptly, wine glasses are filled, and the house vacuum unsheathed so Reagan can focus while talking Ava through her shock. Meanwhile, Chris ventures to “the tile store” with Uncle Scotty and Amy, only to return home having accepted a job offer from his former douche-bag of a boss, Ted.
And voilà: the mother-father role-reversal has been re-reversed. Chris rejoined the workforce to face the monstrous stack of papers he abandoned a year prior.
Between the demise of Ava’s show, Chris’s deep-dive into lawyer-dom, and Scott’s weak workplace confrontation with his former father-in-law who’s also his manager, we’re reminded how rare it is to both love your profession and excel at it. In this economy — a phrase you’ve heard more than your full name — nothing’s a guarantee. Depressed yet?
To add to the tension of a premiere focused on the tumultuous nature of long-term employment, Ava and Reagan struggle to play nice as their friendship is tried. While Ava assumes she and Reagan will move on to another venture as a team, Reagan all-too-eagerly accepts motherhood as her sole responsibility. The two women pack up their offices while competing in a Stevie Nicks speaker sound-off. We’re relieved when they reconvene in the kitchen, concede to remaining “best friends,” and bond over shared Greek yogurt.
Unsurprisingly, Ava — ingeniously played by Maya Rudolph —is our saving grace. With her giggle-inducing quirks and subtle one-liners, Rudolph's vivacious sense of humor which we devoured on SNL not too long ago staves off the back-breaking straw. She whips around in her convertible wearing oversized shades and blasts Melissa Etheridge. While glaring at Reagan from the swing set of a playground, she kisses the foreheads of surrounding strangers’ babies. Later in the episode, she creepily declares: “Romance, thy name is Christopher!” when Chris draws a bath for Reagan as a doting husband.
We’re charmed by Maya Rudolph, so much so that we’ll continue watching Up All Night despite its near-snooze-fest start.
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10 Life Lessons Learned from Mom and Dad
Disagreeing with your parents is as easy as breathing; they're biased, protective, and outdated. While most of what they say is mumbo jumbo, here are ten of their tips I've come to embrace.
1. You never know whom you’ll run into.
My mother’s ingrained in me the idea that my soul mate may be at the dry cleaner, gym, or deli down the street. “You never know,” she’ll say. You never know who will be on your flight or passing your driveway as you pick up the mail in your slippers. Whether it’s a future partner, friend, or boss, looking presentable on the off chance that you come face to face with Jake Gyllenhal or Barack Obama in last night’s eye makeup is something to consider.
2. Travel in jeans.
It's most practical to travel in denim. Wherever you’re headed and however you’re getting there, you’ll probably want your blues with you once you arrive. In journeying in jeans, not only are you knocking off an item from your packing list; you’re protecting your legs from uncleanly seats. Denim’s durable, machine-washable, flexible (especially if an elastic waistband’s involved), and flattering.
3. There’s no such thing as a secret.
Everything always gets out. Somehow people know, without reading your diary, the naughty things you’ve done. My guess is Facebook’s extensive Timeline doesn’t help keep your skeletons in the closet, nor do any other social media platforms that air your dirty, dirty laundry. Moving past the thrill of a well-kept secret and accepting there are consequences to your actions fosters both a stronger conscience and a healthier self-understanding.
4. If you don’t ask, you won’t get.
What’s that? You want a raise? You don’t like your haircut? You rather eat your meat be more cooked? Speak up or else no one will hear you. My parents never tolerated complaining, suggesting instead being proactive; their go-getting attitude, I’ve come to embrace. People will respect you if you voice your concerns and desires, provided you know what you want, and often it takes slapping someone in the face (not actually) to be noticed.
5. Clean up as you cook.
Clean up as you cook, because the last thing you’ll want to do after a delightful meal is hit the sink with suds. However annoying it is to tend to your pots and pans as you make pasta, it’s worth it to lessen the post-dinner work and save time for lounging before the tele.
6. Don’t play with your hair (or your phone) at the dinner table.
To begin with, twirling your tendrils above a plate of food is lewd. And it’s rude: A bad habit you must shake beginning tomorrow. The same goes for texting at the table or avoiding eye contact when conversing with others. Being present and offering your full attention to those you’re enjoying your meal with is merely polite.
7. Be nice to your family.
If you’re lucky enough to have a supportive family that you don’t mind spending time with, it’s important to both figuratively and literally hold them close. Coming into adulthood, you want to “spread your wings” by establishing roots somewhere new. Eventually (fingers crossed), you’ll have your own nuclear set that’s gang-like in its loyalty and strength, but until that moment arrives, the family you have now is your Bloods (and Crips). Once making my mother cry by mentioning a move to Beijing, I saw her reaction as restrictive and irrational. Now, I’m more on her page as my desire to go far, far away lessens.
8. Do everything in moderation.
No matter the issue, my father’s advice typically includes a mention of moderation. For so long, this word sounded like an automatic answer and I’d shrug it off. Now, moderation is a mantra I continuously employ. Finding balance, however long it takes and however many times it’s upset, seems congruent to finding happiness. You needn’t deprive yourself of the things you enjoy - ice cream, red wine, running, work, The Real Housewives of New York - but you’ll enjoy them less if done in excess.
9. Stay positive.
We’ve all heard our parents, coaches, and friends preach the power of positive thinking. While delusional thoughts of rainbows and puppies don’t always procure goodness, I’ve conceded to the importance of maintaining a glass-half-full outlook. Go-to phrases said by well-meaning others, like “There are starving kids in Africa” or “You’re not dying,” can be aggravating; it’s all relative and crumby situations rear their ugly heads, but negativity and self-doubt are counterproductive to moving forward
10. Golf ain’t so bad.
I never understood my parents’ love of golf until recently. As a child, I’d offer to drive the cart and considered myself a rebel in doing so. When given the option of a day on the range or at the beach, I’d opt for the latter without blinking an eye. This summer, however, has altered my perspective on this waspy sport of sticks from a drab waste of time to a nurturing hobby. Aside from belching bullfrogs, there aren’t any distractions on the golf course; it’s you and your focus, the fairway, and a good drive (the short game comes later). Plus, my knee-length shorts aren’t that bad.
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A lovely Sunday (at Crow’s Nest)