Archive: July 2009 (211-220 of 444)

Jul 20 2009 04:30 PM ET

Padma Lakshmi's possible sitcom: Please pack your knives and go

Padma-lakshmi_l Of all the people on Top Chef I'd pick to headline a sitcom, Padma Lakshmi is waaaaay down at the bottom of the list, just slightly above the swirling knife logo, way behind most former contestants, and certainly below Gail (saucy!) and Tom (also saucy!). But there it is: Lakshmi is developing a sitcom with NBC. According to Variety, "One possible title being mulled [is] Single Serving." Kill me.

I'm sure she's nice, and she's certainly very pretty, but the former Mrs. Salman Rushdie is a walking coma on screen. She's startlingly low-energy on Top Chef, and even on ordinary talk show appearances — where again, she seems very nice, and I'm sure she recycles and is kind to children, etc. etc. — she's dull-o-matic 9000.

How many female-led comedies debut in a given season? One? Two? If one of those turns out to be a schlocky sitcom about Padma Lakshmi being single and "working in the culinary world," I'm going to cry for a thousand years: There are actual funny people in this world. Please oh please can we give a sitcom to one of them instead?

Who's with me and feels a Padma sitcom would be a waste of a time slot? And wants to tell me I'm wrong and can argue in favor of a Padma-led show?

Jul 20 2009 04:03 PM ET

Al Roker's morning Weather Channel show debuts

Wake-up-with-al_l Al Roker's new weekday Weather Channel show, Wake Up with Al, debuted this morning at 6 a.m. EST, I can now confirm. Though I do my best never to wake up before 7 a.m., online video clips would support that Roker and cohost Stephanie Abrams launched their weather-and-headlines program on July 20, with special guest Buzz Aldrin (pictured, with Roker), who celebrated the 40th anniversary of his Apollo 11 lunar landing by correcting Al when he said that Buzz had once described the moon as "magnificent isolation" instead of "magnificent desolation." (In Roker's defense, he admitted at the top of the hour that he'd gotten little sleep last night due to nerves and excitement. Which probably also explains the dazed look on his face after Buzz talked for 76 seconds straight.)

Did anyone catch Wake Up with Al? What did you think? My thoughts on the first four minutes: That touch-screen technology might be fun for Al to play with, but its introduction failed to wow me as a home viewer; they need to steal a bigger screen from the set of the NCIS spinoff. Also, I'm not sure about "WUWA," the nickname Al and Stephanie have decided we'll all call their show because it signifies how offbeat they are. WUWA is surprisingly difficult for me to say, so perhaps I'm biased. I do, however, approve of the Wake Up With Al alarm clark giveaway.

Jul 20 2009 04:00 PM ET

Guest Editor Seth Green: Things people say to me at Comic-Con

Seth-green-Robot-Chicken_dl Walking the show floor for 14 years, I've heard it all. Here's a sampling.

Hey, are you Seth Green?

How tall are you?

Can you leave my outgoing voice message?

Say something like Chris from Family Guy.

Can you sign my boobs?

Can you call my girlfriend?

Can you sign my girlfriend's boobs?

Can I do voices for Robot Chicken?

When is Austin Powers 4 coming out?

I loved Airborne!

You're taller than I expected!

Why are you wearing a Spider-Man costume?

Can I have your phone number, move in with you, eat your food, and wear your clothes?

You were great as Bud Bundy.

I came from Antarctica just to meet you.

Will you sign my hairy nipple?

Where do you get the toys for Robot Chicken? Will you buy mine?

Were you in a Carls Jr. commercial?

I went to summer camp with you in 1981. Don't you remember me?

Can I follow you around and get into all the VIP parties with you?

Who wrote your Star Wars Emperor sketch?

Seth. Seth. Seth. Seth. Seth. Seth. Seth. Seth. Seth. Seth. Seth. Hi.

I loved you in Scream.

(Keep an eye out for Robot Chicken's Skate Party Bus Concert tour, coming to a city near you. Admission is free, all ages are welcome. Seth, Robot Chicken co-creator Matt Senreich, and actor/writer Breckin Meyer will be on a bus tour of roller skating rinks August 1-13, from LA to NY, with Gym Class Heroes performing in each city. For more info and updates, go to www.adultswimpresents.com.)

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Jul 20 2009 03:49 PM ET

'True Blood' sex-scene tally just keeps climbing and climbing

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http://ewpopwatch.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/trueblood-moyer-paquin_l.jpg?w=240&h=320If you’re keeping score on True Blood sex scenes, make sureto chalk up two  — what’s the family-friendly website term, manualmanipulations? — from last night’s episode. That made for acomparatively low-key offering, considering that so far this seasonwe’ve had raunchy couples, a human escort/meal ordered up from hotelroom service, and at least one orgy. In fact, True Blood’s stars are naked so often, you almost wonder why the show bothers to have a wardrobe department. Okay, maybe that’s a slightexaggeration, but really, the actors on HBO’s fang-banging vampiredramedy have to be comfortable with their bodies, since we’re seeing somuch of them. Series stars Anna Paquin and Stephen Moyer, who playSookie Stackhouse and vampire Bill Compton, have the most sex scenes(they accounted for one of last night’s grabfests), and they’re luckythey’re a real-life couple, as it’s gotta make things easier…or atleast seem less like work. (And how about that season-opening coupling?Jaw dropping!)

Ryan Kwanten, who plays Sookie’s brother Jason,was nude so frequently that series creator Alan Ball had to insert aline in the second season explaining how much the character worked out.(Unfortunately, Kwanten told me for my True Blood featurethat’s in this week’s issue of EW, in season 2, “I’ve only been halfnaked once in 10 episodes.”) Nelsan Ellis’ gay drug dealer Lafayette isso wild, his own parents can’t watch. Put it this way, says Ellis: Whenyour dad’s a deacon, “HBO is an island that’s far, far away.” SamTrammell, who plays shape-shifting bar owner Sam Merlotte, also wasafraid he’d offended relatives…sort of. When Trammell arrived at alocation shoot for a season 1 scene that had him running in the buffthrough the woods, he discovered that he was already familiar with thearea. “It’s on state-owned land, but it used to be owned, back in theturn of the century, by a great-great-grandfather,” he says. “I’ve got13 relatives buried there. I ran naked on old family land! And I’m sureevery one of those people turned over in their grave.”

To read more secrets on True Blood — both sexy andsacrilegious — check out my feature in this week’s issue ofEntertainment Weekly, on newsstands now. There’s scoop on the rest ofthe season’s twists and turns, and TB and Six Feet Under creator Alan Ball reveals the surprising and tragic reason why he is so fascinated with death.Alynda Wheat

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Jul 20 2009 01:15 PM ET

'Torchwood: Children of the Earth': in a word? Awesome

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Torchwood-Jack-Gwen_l It’s premiering tonight, and I’ve got to warn you — it’s too good! Torchwood: Children of Earth is everything a miniseries should be: dramatic, suspenseful, well-acted, tightly scripted, and it drops bombs you will not even begin to believe. As those of us in the Whoniverse already know, Torchwood is a Doctor Who spinoff about an extra-governmental agency that investigates paranormal beings and doings, and basically just makes sure that whatever’s out there, doesn’t get us down here. Torchwood is headed by the rakish, roguish (is there a difference?) Capt. Jack Harkness (John Barrowman), and after many a grisly team member death, pretty much only has Capt. Jack’s boyfriend Ianto Jones (Gareth David-Lloyd) and the awesome Gwen Cooper (Eve Myles) still in its employ. (Every once in awhile the Doctor himself dropped in for an assist, but you can hardly count on that.)

If you know a Torchwood fan—and as dweeby as we are, you assuredly already know whether you do—they’ve practically been hyperventilating over Children of the Earth because no one in this country has seen a new Torchwood episode in well over a year. At any rate, if you do know such a tortured soul, do not tell them I told you this: I’ve already seen the whole thing. That’s right, I stayed up way past my bedtime a week ago Sunday night watching the screeners, thinking of course that I’d savor them, and watch an episode a night. No such restraint. I ended up marathoning the whole thing, completely mesmerized. The not-too-spoilery backstory is that while all of the world’s children suddenly freeze at precisely the same moment, the British government puts an officially sanctioned hit on the Torchwood team members, for reasons unknown. It’s all very How-can-Torchwood-save-us-if-they-can’t-save-themselves? But the real intrigue, the SPOILERY stuff folks will be talking about, is Capt. Jack. The character’s always lacked, well, character. He couldn’t walk the straight and narrow if he tried, so it’s probably for the best that trying doesn’t even occur to him. Still, he’s always come across as largely harmless. No more. The stuff we find out about our beloved charming wag is stunning and will completely shift our perception of him.

I won’t say more, both because I don’t want to ruin it, but know this: Torchwood: Children of the Earth airs tonight at 8pm on BBC America. Any of you excited?

Jul 20 2009 01:00 PM ET

Guest Editor Seth Green: What Comic-Con means to me

Boughls San Diego Comic-Con has exploded in the last few years, but remains at its core the last true safe haven for nerds and geeks to commune in their natural habitat without fear of persecution from judgmental outsiders.

In fact, those outsiders now flock to this five-day gathering, some even daring to leave the safety of their safari vehicles to take a closer look at the beautiful Nerd in its native environment.

They're late to the party. This marks my 14th straight Comic-Con (that's me on the left, dressed as Spider-Man, riding Robot Chickenwriter Hugh Sterbakov back in 2002), and it's always like coming home again.

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Jul 20 2009 12:30 PM ET

'Rock Band' will let rockers upload their own tracks

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Rock-band-2_l From the latest edition of "Hooray — hey, what took so long?" monthly: Rock Band is going to let users create and upload their own tracks. [This is where I make a crazy aowieee guitar-riff sound.] Hot damn, Rock Band, that's a fantastic idea.

Quoth the Rock Band site: "Use our tools to author playable tracks. Upload and submit your tracks for review by the Rock Band Creators community. Approved tracks become available in the Rock Band Store and on the Xbox LIVE Marketplace, and you get a cut of every purchase." So far the creation process sounds a touch complicated, but it's such a good step in the right direction — a lack of creativity was always the one element of Rock Band (and Guitar Hero) that didn't quite jive with the whole musician theme.

What do you think, PopWatchers? Are DIY Rock Band tracks going to be the new hotness, or are you content to play your same old jams?

Jul 20 2009 10:01 AM ET

'Ruby' recap: I depend on me

Last night’s Ruby focused on our favorite Southern gal trying to overcome two of the obstacles in the way of her becoming an independent woman (cue the Destiny’s Child). Because of her obesity-related health problems, Ruby had been on disability for the past 10 years. Now that she’s more than 100 pounds smaller and much more mobile, she’s eager to work again.

After attempting to guide a bus tour of Savannah (rejected because the boss didn’t appreciate her mid-tour restaurant recommendations and murder stories) and work at her favorite tanning salon, Tan-Tastic (a no on account of the physical labor of cleaning the tanning beds), she finally found a match: working at a local hair salon. It’s really perfect for her — Ruby is definitely a people person. This way, she gets to schmooze folks while making appointments, washing hair, and tidying the salon.

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Jul 19 2009 11:17 PM ET

Beyonce touched me: What's your best concert memory?

What we're gonna do is go back. Way back. Well, a month back, to a night I'll never forget. June 21, 2009. While many were finishing up their Father's Day festivities (oops!), I was at Madison Square Garden with my idol — the only woman who could ever tempt me to go straight — Beyoncé Knowles. Through the sometimes turbulent Destiny's Child years, occasionally questionable acting gigs (better believe I sat through The Fighting Temptations), and into her solo stardom, the voluptuous diva has been my ultimate icon. Can't say I wasn't a tad skeptical when we were introduced to Sasha Fierce. Well no, I take that back. The I Am side of her latest "concept" album bored me to tears while the Fierce side kept my faith alive and strong. Needless to say, I bow down to this woman. I watch the "Crazy In Love" video on repeat and crump with this woman. If she ever needed an unpaid servant to clean the house (call me!) I'd be there in a heartbeat.

It was the end of the show. After a brief interlude of "Single Ladies"-inspired YouTube impersonators, Mrs. Jay-Z returned to the stage to show 'em how a true diva does it. And then… the moment of truth. It was "Halo" time. I was standing five rows back on the center aisle. She jumped off the stage and I immediately ran to the barricade. I stuck out my hand and she accepted, embracing for a solid 15 seconds of heaven. Her initial expression of uncertainty was replaced by a look of "Okay, you're harmless," probably after noting my mesh T-shirt. Regardless, my life will never been the same. I've been touched by a diva. So there you have it, PopWatchers, my favorite concert memory. Your turn. What's your best concert memory? Go!

Jul 19 2009 08:42 PM ET

On Demand: Your deep sobs

During my two-week vacation in "the Chicagoland area," I quickly became obsessed with Comcast On Demand. I finally caught up on Burn Notice (because seriously duh) and indiscriminately kept pressing play on things called "Meet the Divas" and "1993 Video Yearbook." But the best On Demand experience by far was when my sister and I stumbled upon the Six Feet Under series finale at about 2 a.m. on a Sunday. We each produced around two pint glasses of tears over 72 minutes, and kept looking at each other with extremely unattractive wet-scrunchie faces to tell each other "This is awesome!" The show, yes, but we really meant the crying. We're not terribly unstable or anything, but a steady beat of overemotional full-body convulsions really suited us that night. Had fellow Six Feet Under enthusiast Michael Slezak been in the room with us, we may have had to swim out, like Alice.

The next day, we implored our parents: "Watch the finale again, you guys! You'll cry SO HARD. It feels AWESOME." So they did. And then we got jealous, so we watched it again. When you know which parts produce the most violent sobs, the anticipation creates an even bigger swell and it's like you're crying about the fact that you're about to cry even before Ruth raises her glass and says "To my firstborn" after other people at the table have said "To Nate." By the time David hallucinates Keith catching a football at the picnic (4:03 in the video above), you're a goner. Forget it.

Lesson learned: I want my TV to make me sob. Can anyone relate?

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