Police with metal detectors comb the area near the National War Memorial near Parliament Hill, where Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, 24, was killed by a gunman, in Ottawa on Thursday, Oct. 23, 2014. A gunman opened fire at the National War Memorial, then moved to nearby Parliament Hill and wounded a security guard before he was shot, reportedly by Parliament’s sergeant-at-arms on Wednesday. (AP Photo/The Canadian Press, Justin Tang)
I was at home watching cable news when the shooting in Ottawa, Canada broke. What followed was the all-too-familiar routine of wall-to-wall coverage on all the cable news channels. I have been on both sides of the screen in these moments of all-hands-on-deck-throw-out-the-rundown-way-too-frenetic-coverage of breaking news stories. Read more »
Finally, the Arsenio Hall Show has been cancelled. Here is our review of the very first show from Arsenio Hall’s “comeback.” It was originally published back in September. We gave him six months. He lasted eight.
Monday night proved to be an exciting one in the land of television, especially here in Philadelphia. The Eagles dominated the Redskins in the 7 p.m. installment of Monday Night Football. Charlie Rose’s interview with Syrian President Bashar al-Assad was being broadcast all around the country, at midnight here in Philadelphia. And Arsenio Hall’s new show debuted.
It’s award season in the magazine industry, and this year, I’m up for a couple. Oh, this isn’t like the Emmys or the Grammys or even the National Magazine Awards; it’s stuff that only people in a certain segment of publishing even know exists. But it’s a big deal to me, just like it’s a big deal to my husband when the hospital chain where he works gives him a bonus. It’s nice to be noticed, you know?
There’s a banquet and a ceremony in a couple of weeks, and my editor asked a month or so ago if I wanted to attend. I thought about it, long and hard. It would be really nice to be there if my name gets called as the winner. It would be totally cool to walk up through the tables to the front of the room and get handed my award. I even thought about what I might say in an acceptance speech (although I’m not actually sure there are acceptance speeches at this ceremony), and all the people I’d thank for making this moment possible, yada yada yada. I’d keep it short, of course, and I’d be witty as hell, and everybody would laugh and toast me and think, “Well, no wonder she won.”
But then I thought about the very real possibility that I might not win. In which case, it wouldn’t be cool at all to have to sit there and clap for the other person who won instead, and try to look as if it didn’t matter, as if I’ve already won so many, many awards in my lifetime that this one really wasn’t important at all and that I didn’t mind. And that would have been hard. Because I don’t like to lose.
As Comcast gears up for Xfinity’s annual “Watchathon” — hundreds of shows with hundreds of episodes available on-demand, for free, for all cable subscribers from March 31 to April 6 — the company is releasing information about major cities it serves, and the top video-on-demand offerings in each.
Each year, I ask my colleagues, friends (yes, I actually have some!), and in-the-know Philadelphians for nominations for my Biggest Losers list, showcasing the region’s chumps in one handy place. Below, the inductees for the 2013 list, in no particular order.
NBC executives must be kicking themselves for not airing the live three-hour Sound of Music special during the all-important November ratings book. The ratings are the best Thursday night numbers that NBC has been able to garner since the days of Friends, Seinfeld and ER.
18.5 million homes were tuned to NBC primetime last night. The latest rendition of the 50-year-old Rogers and Hammerstein musical did especially well with young viewers. The live event got a 4.6 rating with those between 18-49, an elusive demographic for the networks. That is the best rating in that age range for NBC since the finale of Frasier in 2004.
Before YouTube, TV news bloopers were passed down through newsroom generations via word of mouth. I was working at NBC 10 for less than a month when I was told the story of a TV reporter, covering the manhunt for murderer Ira Einhorn, who said, “He will be tried in absentia.” The anchor asked, “Where exactly is absentia?” She must have thought it was a little country in Eastern Europe that had splintered off the Soviet Union.
That almost topped the story of the young anchor in Pittsburgh who filled in one night for the main anchor team in Pittsburgh and said, “Good Evening. Bill is on vacation and Jack’s off.” The studio crew lost it. Luckily the anchor didn’t realize what she said.
But now, thanks to You Tube, I can show you Philadelphia’s Top Ten TV news bloopers from the past decade.
I won’t burden myself with pleasantries. Frankly, for reasons we both should be keenly aware of, you and I are past that point. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t do this type of thing, but I really take issue with you, and I feel you’ve left me no other choice.
Two years ago, when I moved out of my apartment, I did what you asked me: I returned my equipment to 1700 N. 49th Street, and despite the routine nature of my business that day, I did not complain about having to wait upward of a half hour to be serviced. Could there have been an express equipment return line to expedite things? Sure, I thought. But the slow pace would assure that everything was accounted for… Or so I believed.
What was that? Somehow, the 65th Annual Emmy Awards, which had the incomparable host Neil Patrick Harris and a night filled with genuine surprises—Tony Hale for Veep—was boring, sad and really, really weird. Some additions were welcome: the inclusion of the Best Choreography category and the giant dance number. Some were heartbreaking: the tributes to TV legends that passed away last year. But then there were the random musical performances, the inconsistent pacing and poor Bob Newhart being used as a random, comedic prop.
Here are some of the other highlights and lowlights from the night. Read more »