We Love Ourselves, Don't We? : Emmys '07There is nothing like an award show to let me know how little I understand the beast that is Hollywood. I'd expect that someone like me would be keyed into the vibe enough to reasonably pick who the big winners would be, but then I would be wrong. Just goes to show me. Who do I think I am anyway?
This year we get to clean out more deadwood (Alas,
Deadwood, we hardly lauded you at all.) with the demise of the way
overhyped and analyzed HBO series
The Sopranos. I don't think the ratings ever held up to all the
hoopla. But I guess it doesn't matter how many are watching only that the right people were watching. And thus it was with shocked glee I saw James
Spader walk out the door with Mr. Soprano's golden lady. Everyone in the room was shocked, right up to James himself with his clever "I feel like I just stole from the Mob." off the cuff
ad lib. I have no idea how he won over the rest, but I think I'm pleased. The show took an award for itself. Fine. Take your prize. Just leave. How about making some space for newer, hungrier shows?
I get the nicety of winning an award. I do. Never done it myself, but I'm hep to the jive. You put your work up to their work for a particular year and see who comes out on top. But what I don't get, and likely will never get is the idea of someone winning for the same role on the same show year after year after year. If you haven't won, sure. But once you have your Emmy, what's the point of getting three or four? Why is Tony
Shalhoub still entering his name into competition? You did it. You won. Move on. Once you start a new show, come back. But to come in year after year is either greedy or sad or both. I can't help but feel a little
schadenfreude seeing Ricky
Gervais walk off with the trophy. And I don't feel bad for Tony at all.
I wished Neil Patrick Harris would win, but I knew better. His nomination was the award, and I think he knew it. At least it lets people know to find the show, which happens to be one of the best comedies of all time. But another jaw dropper for me was watching Katherine
Heigl win over her two cast mates and three THREE!
Sopranos chicks. I think
Heigl is a very talented actress and worthy of accolades, but last season was awful and her storyline was the worst. Of the three
Grey's candidates, I thought her stuff was by far the weakest. Great gal, but a terrible choice for praise. And then to absolutely right on choices that I never thought had a chance: Jamie
Pressly and Terry
O'Quinn. Absolutely right on. Both of them are great talents on amazing shows coming off some of their strongest work ever. And maybe
that'll stop Terry from all the moaning and groaning he's been known to do on set. Yes, Carlton and Damon have a plan and IT. IS. WORKING.
But my moment of the night has to be Colbert and Stewart, having come off a terribly overwritten and unfunny bit, deciding that instead of excepting the award on behalf of a missing Ricky
Gervais, that they would instead give it to their friend Steve Carrel. Master of timing, Steve came running down and the three celebrated his "win" on stage for a couple minutes. It was comedy gold and totally unplanned and genius. Second favorite would be Lewis Black's preaching to the choir about the evils of TV execs. He was right on the money and had that audience in the palm of his hand. And the less said about
Family Guy's fish in a barrel opening sequence the better.
Overall, it was a pretty good show. It kept moving (very little
FFWD on the
Tivo remote) and
Seacrest managed to not make the event about him or his stupid karaoke show and stay out of the way. I like when they take chances and get new ideas. I also love watching the grumpy stars who aren't being treated like Superstars grousing and moaning about it on stage. Good stuff.