Requiem

I just wanted to offer a requiem for Studio 60 as it goes the way of most of the rest of Aaron Sorkin's work. I'm sick of listening to people bitch about how it's too autobiographical and muttering about Sorkin's self-importance and megalomania. (Hello people, he's a writer/producer. And a good one, at that. What do you expect?) Granted, I'm slightly biased - I happen to be one of the biggest Sports Night fans you'll ever find. (For those of you who haven't had the pleasure, Sports Night is a brilliant 30-minute comedy Sorkin wrote in the late '90s that only survived two seasons. Dear smart people: get it from Netflix. You'll thank me.) But regardless, I love Sorkin's quick, witty dialogue - and I think he's a fricking genius.

I've read all the articles; I hear the complaints. "Why should we CARE about yuppie television writers on a Saturday Night Live- type show? It's a bad premise." I disagree. Why should we CARE about people who work in an office in Scranton, PA? Why should we CARE about fictitious people stranded on a fictitious desert island? Why should we CARE about doctors in love in a hospital? I mean, really? Is that the argument we're going to use? Why should we CARE about a group of friends who live in apartments? Why should we CARE about bizarre friends who live in New York City and talk about nothing? It doesn't matter why. Good shows are good shows, yuppies or not.

I'll concede that last week's episode was a little in-your-face with its point. (We GET it. The Hollywood Ten. We know. The history of the network. Great. Afghanistan. Okay. Moving on.) But as far as writing, pacing, and story arc, you can't deny it was a lovely work of craftsmanship. Plus, come on - these kinds of topics are smart. (Although, as I'll get to in the next paragraph, that's clearly the problem.) And if you're watching this show and not chuckling at or at least appreciating the dialogue, you're not paying close enough attention. Or you don't get the references. (In which case, your friendship with me is on the rocks.)

And here we are at the problem.

The rumors and articles say NBC is planning to replace Studio 60, as well as most of its shows in the 8-9 timeslot, with game shows and reality TV. Shoot me now. Seriously. We're canning smart, funny dialogue and complex characters for mindless game shows and people eating bugs?? Really?! I don't understand why people watch "Deal or No Deal," except possibly to witness Howie Mandel's obsessive-compulsive behavior first-hand. Besides that, it's a game that doesn't even require any skill! (At least on American Idol they have to sing something and on Millionaire they have to answer questions.) I've never understood it, and it's breaking my heart that those kinds of shows are getting the ratings at the expense of quality TV.

Speaking of quality TV - as I learned in Bob Thompson's quality TV class, the highest quality shows always take a long time to gain a fan base. "Long time," as in, years. Some of the best shows in television's history never would have made it past a season if the producers and network executives were trigger-happy and hadn't given them a chance despite dwindling ratings. (Steven Bochco, where are you?! Please go talk to someone at NBC.) But today quality doesn't matter. Game shows and bug eaters (much to my chagrin and utter disgust) are getting the ratings -- and thus are getting the highest ad revenue. Which is what it ultimately comes down to.

All I know is, the people participating in the Nielsen ratings are a bunch of idiots. And extremely infuriating.

The fact that Studio 60 (a show about bringing a network back from the depths of crappiness) is getting cancelled just says it all. Especially with SNL in its abysmal state. (I'm not getting the humor on there at all anymore. Seriously, I haven't laughed once. Oh Will Ferrell, where art thou?) Maybe Aaron Sorkin should take over NBC instead of writing a TV show about it.

In an episode a few weeks ago, Jordan (the producer on Studio 60, played by Amanda Peet) chose to buy quality programming over a crappy reality tv show. Sorry, Sorkin - wishful thinking.

NO DEAL. Ugh.