IT ALL COMES DOWN to the hairy eyeball, my friends.
I'll admit it. I woke up this morning feeling rather
shattered. I was out with
The Sister last night. The Sister is quite a sensible thing, good head on her shoulders, always with the top-shelf advice. And she's not afraid to bust Brother's chops about his media promiscuity.
"People keep telling me they hear you on the radio," says she,
"And I say, 'about the strike?' and they say
'No. I think he was talking about Christmas specials.' And then she shakes her head.
The Sister is amazed that apparently, I will talk about
anything.
The Sister has a plan and an adventure. She's always planning some adventure, is The Sister, and this one involves Europe and
Paris on the
New Year's and it makes us feel rather ordinary and protean.
So when we're ordinary and protean we like to fix it with a bit of the
Irish. And maybe a
draught. Or six. And then there's laughter and it's all well and good because we're at the
place, not the place I
always go but the place that's
even closer -- the place that's mere
steps from the digs-- where there's wireless and the food's good and they make
burritos with
Havarti. And the sister's spinning the tale of the time so-and-so did so and so; and then there's the cameo appearance by a cutter friend -- top chap, let's call him
Rentals, fresh from some reality-tv show wrap party and
that, dear readers, is when
it all started to tip into the wrong. By the time the sister grabbed her cab and the Rentals stayed on, the hairy eyeball was
well nigh inevitable.So
ce matin I rose and
Advil'ed and did some outline work for a while and was generally a man of the
grumps. And lo, the
student from years gone by tipped me on
Facebook to someone of similar disposition.
Seems
John Doyle's back, my friends. He's got the hairy eyeball too. And it's pointed squarely at yours truly.
This is good in so many ways. There were those who were starting to suggest that there was, perhaps, something a little
off in my praise of the Doyle. A little bit of
dressdown does wonder for my cred. It chases away those annoying whispers of logrolling, even if it
does sting a bit on a heavy-lidded day such as this.
In
his column today, Doyle opines on the things that make him grumpy...an excerpt of which I reproduce lovingly below:
The wussiness of the Canadian TV racket While I was away - I came back grumpy, obviously - an issue blew up. Chris Haddock, creator of Da Vinci's Inquest and Intelligence, complained - during an interview with a reporter - about CBC's lack of promotion for Intelligence. He had a point. As anyone with eyeballs can conclude, The Tudors and Little Mosque get tons of promotion while Intelligence got little.
In a response, a CBC spokeschappy took this condescending view: "We have not yet made a decision as to whether we'll continue with the show; when we do, Chris will be the first to know. That's precisely as it should be. We're happy to see Chris remains a passionate supporter of his show, which we happen to think is pretty good." Yada yada. Spokeschappy also tut-tutted about Haddock's "attempts to negotiate through the media his relationship with the CBC."
Worse, the normally sensible Denis McGrath, a TV screenwriter of some note, tut-tutted in his blog, "I'm with the CBC on one thing on this: This is not something that should be playing out in the media."
What utter nonsense. The Canadian TV racket suffers from enough don't-quote-me wussiness as it is. There is so much fear of angering some self-aggrandizing TV exec that hardly anyone speaks the truth, out loud, to the press. Intelligence is an excellent, world-class TV drama, internationally acclaimed. CBC should be proudly promoting it and is mandated, as a public broadcaster, to air what is not necessarily massively popular, but simply excellent. Haddock is right. CBC is wrong. Another TV writer going all meek and mousy on the subject is disheartening. I really hate that.
Now I've already heard from one country, a wag and wit who took issue with the concept that I'm
"normally sensible" about
anything -- an opinion I'm sure The Sister would agree with -- but it's the
tut-tutting I take issue with. I think it's fairly clearly established at this point that I do
not "tut-tut."
If anything, I
bloviate.
Doyle was reacting to the rather terse entry entitled
CBC to Haddock: Mommy Has Other Kids, Too. But in selectively quoting only the first part of my comment, I think Doyle missed my essential point:
Whereever you come down on the issue, I'm with the CBC on one thing on this: this is not something that should be playing out in the media. There is precious little space available in our American dominated mediasphere for stories on Canadian shows as it is. Sucking the air away for a process story about a producer's griping is a bit unseemly.
Intelligence was burned in promo this fall.
And they took away the late night window repeat.
And it's unfortunate that they couldn't get a bump for Season 2 by getting those DVD's of Season 1 out before the premiere -- which, after all, is
exactly the thing that made
24 (a middling success in Season 1, into a monster hit for Season 2)
Point is,
Intelligence was promo'd in the
first season, and didn't do that well
then, either.
Doyle's frustration is palpable because he gets so much regular stick and doubletalk from the CBC, and Canadian producers in general. The timidity he speaks of
is a real problem. I see it myself every day. It's why I started this blog. This week's round of holiday parties has brought out, once more, the comments from people who'll whisper things to me and then say, with horror,
"don't write about this on your blog." (Inevitably, it's a piece of gossip I wouldn't write about in a million years.) It's hard getting people to go on the record about things like writing "letters of support" and the
real commitment to homegrown stuff at various outlets. I just think the nature of my objection to Haddock's complaining comes from a different place.
Though CBC's Cancon bonafides can't be questioned, it also has the sturm, drang, and otherworldly considerations that go with being a first class bureaucracy.
The psychology of covering the Canadian TV racket is a thorny and complex stew.
Diane of
Tv, Eh? described
Lee Anne Goodman at
CP this way in a
recent entry:
"one of the few reporters to integrate Canadian television into her TV coverage as if it's not living in a ghetto"
Doyle does that too -- but he's got a slightly different cant, being a columnist and not a regular reporter. This
invisible ghetto of Canadian TV coverage is a real problem. And the column space comes down to math: if we get a
Haddock complains article, we
don't get another article about something that's coming up. It's
process over
content. I don't like political stories where they cover the polls and not the issues, either.
I would submit I've probably written almost as much as Doyle trying to support
Intelligence. I've been clear that I'm an unabashed fan, and that I think Haddock's kind of a genius. And in my
wrapup/eulogy for the show I pointed out that even if the show's done, it's
not done...
I just find it difficult to differentiate between Haddock complaining and, say,
Jeff Seymour complaining. What's the difference? Besides the fact that one show is a
good show, and one was a
bad show, aren't these two guys doing exactly the same thing? Why is it okay for
Haddock to go off at
his network, if it's
not okay for
Seymour to go off on
his network?
Haddock is a man of supreme gifts, and
Intelligence was a frequently sublime show. But the audience didn't find it -- for whatever reason. Bad promo is part of that. But it's
not the full story.
And another thing. Now
this is the hairy eyeball talking. With all the tremendous respect Haddock has in the industry, I wish he'd use a bit more of that to build up the industry, and not just promote Haddock. He's had a famously fractious relationship with the
Writers Guild of Canada, for example. And the cross-country grapevine for months has suggested that he's none too pleased with
The Border, either. I keep hearing that he considers it "his territory" or "Intelligence-lite."
You know, rather than complaining about your promo, hell, why not
say that? That at least is a feud that gets the name of another show in there.
That's a dustup I could get behind. It might even be
fun.
Anyway, dear readers, as I sat here with a warm cloth on the head, trying not to see stars, the hairy eyeball feeling came full circle. My immediate thoughts of
Doyle and the
Sister and how I wronged the
Rentals with that last Irish are supplanted by a call from an actor of my acquaintance. He was calling about his underwear. Apparently he left underwear here during the last poker game.
I know how that sounds. No, gentle reader, I have no further information on
how and
why the underwear came to be left here. I can
almost 100 percent vouch that there was no nudity during the poker game. We simply don't play that kind of poker. I will, however, reveal one very important, salient point in this peculiar new development:
The last poker game at my place was
three weeks ago.
I search around for about five minutes, and sure enough, there's a bag with the actor's
three-week-old ginch. It's been sitting there in my entry closet for three weeks.
Oh my stars. It's all too much. I'm simply
shattered. It's hard to worry about a show's promo or who's tut-tutting about what when you've got
three-week-old-ginch staring you in the kisser.
But the writer in me has to admit, damnit, that is one fitting end to the day of the hairy eyeball.
So to sum up:
Haddock: still a genius.
Doyle: grumpy, but a good read.
The Sister: Adventurous and Sensible.
Rentals: Wronged.
The Actor: Ginchless.
As for me -- I'm just looking to warm up the cloth. Oh, my stars.
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EDIT: I've been told that some people (a lot) don't actually read Blogger comments, and that they don't automatically come up unless you click the permalink. For that reason, I'm appending this post because Chris Haddock left a comment below where he responds to some of the stuff I said in the post. First, let's print Haddock's comment in its entirety:
Alright, to correct some very large and unsubstantiated comments attributed to me by some apparently anonymous types: Regarding the BORDER. The Producer, Peter Raymont, and I'm sure Peter will happily verify this, when developing the show the Border, was referred to me for some insight into producing, as he'd apparently never done a drama before. I happily agreed to talk to him. When he asked me to recommend a direcotr for his pilot, I recommended John Fawcett, who he did not know. He hired John Fawcett. That may address both comments a)that i do something to aid the industry. I offer freely (that is happily and no charge) to many producers, writers, actors and directors and network execs,all of whom solicit my advice from time to time.
My simple answer to yur suggestion that I help the industry and not just promote my show is I concentrate on making the best show I can, offering dozens, indeed, hundreds of jobs to crew, actors, directors, editors, producers, the chance to play at the top of their games. But dn't take my word for it. Ask around. You can ask John Fawcett, who solicited my comments on his pilot for The Border. I gave further solicited advice to others involved in the production as well.
B)Regardin my alleged comments that I don't like the border, or call it intell lite, or the silliest of all, that I consider they walk on my turf, these are all inventions of other people, at least I hope that they are of other people and not you. So if you choose to publish these sort of rumors, please do me the proper thing and solicit my comment on these allegations. Seems only reasonable, before you start saying things that are patently untrue
)what famous fractious relationship with the wgc are you talking about? I know nothing of what you speak, and would love to know more, you apparently know a side of things to which I am not privy. Really, you gotta watch your mouth if your'e gonna repeat things other people apparently make up on the spot. I would like to know where you heard these things, because I'm bewildered by them. Finally, I did not solicit any press, I did not solicit the ex spook who wrote for the Star. I responded to journalists who call me, which by the way, is really really easy to do. Phone, dial, ask for Chris. I do not comment publicly on other Canadian shows, unless it is to help out. When I have said that we do make our fair share of crap up here, I don't cite any particular show. As far as The Border goes, I wish it well. importantly, i wish the cbc well i happen to think it is operating on less than all cylinders. I do not agree with many of your comments about various aspects of the industry, I don't agree with your comments about me just speaking out to get publicity: It says more about the lack of publicity for the show that when I do make critical comments it's interpreted that aha, I must be doing it to get publicity. I don't think setting up false competitions between producers is at all helpful to the industry. When people take shots at me or the show, I let most of them ride, it's par for the course. However, it is also part of my job, and any producer worth their salt, to defend themselves or their shows from false, invented, or misleading information which is publiclly published. There is a truth in this industry in this country, and that is, it is small, it is competitive, and full of frustrated artists who daily equivocate between speaking the truth and keepign their mouths shut so as not to offend real or imagined powerbrokers and endanger their careers. Same goes for journalists. You're right about one thing: Intelligence ain't done. and the best of luck to you dennis, i understand you are one of the writer's on The Border. I hope you have the integrity to question your sources more rigorously in the future.
Blogging is not journalism and it is first draft stuff, but in retrospect, I guess it was a little offside to publish scurrilous rumor about The Border and Haddock. There is, of course, a few thousand miles between here and the coast and a whole lot of place for rumor to get inserted in. I may not have solicited Haddock's comments, but nevertheless, there they are, unedited -- so I hope that provides the record there, answered.
Second, John Fawcett has said on many occasions very nice things about Mr. Haddock and his work. As have I. And Alan Di Fiore, his collaborator on DaVinci's inquest, has an article profile up through the Victoria Times Colonist where he praises Chris and his work. It's not actually too hard to find people that will praise Chris and his work. I praise Chris and his work, so if I didn't think before I typed, I also have real doubts that I could do a bit of damage to the guy's rep.
Of course Haddock's over a decade (if you count DaVinci and Intelligence) body of work has helped the Canadian industry and lots of craftspeople, and writers in it. His company keeps many people working in Vancouver. So I probably chose my words poorly there. I'm sorry about that.
There's a couple of other things that get tossed in there too -- from the WGC thing, which I've heard from several people and was spoken about like it was a pretty well-known thing; Chris says it's not so. He also makes reference to the article I reposted about Michael Wilson, the ex-spy who inspired Burn Notice, and the op ed he wrote for the Star praising the show. Several of my commenters suggested Haddock was behind that. I think that's bullshit, frankly, I've exchanged emails with Wilson and he's the kind of guy who says what he wants, period. But because those comments were made on this blog, even if they weren't made by me, I'm more than happy that you get to hear straight from the horse's mouth that it's bullshit.
Here's the thing about Canada: it's a pretty small place. I write what I think here, and I want people to talk about it, and I really and truly believe that stuff doesn't get talked about enough. I wrote once upon a time about Twitch City and how I didn't really like the show (upon its DVD release, tied to a review in the NYTimes; a positive review, by the way) and Don McKellar came on here to poke me a bit. Now Chris is taking his turn. I am actually delighted by this. Not because I'm some self-aggrandizing ninny, though I'm sure that can be said -- but because this kind of thing will shake loose the quiet, stale orthodoxy that underlies and holds back the industry in this country. I think I am frequently right in what I write about here, but like every other guy in the world who ever sticks their neck out, I can get it wrong. Opinion's like that -- whether you're a mid-level writer or a guy with his name above the title, and a 200 person staff. You're not gonna get it right all the time.
For where I was unfair and conjectured unwisely, I apologize to Haddock -- and you know, though I've probably just pissed off one of the bigshots in this country, a guy who does have years more experience than me and who I admire, I still don't regret it. But nor do I back away from it.
Cause agreeing with someone, even 97% of the time doesn't mean you gotta agree with them all the time. And I still don't.
But I do count myself as one of those that hopes that Jimmy Reardon gets to get his shot ass out of the doorway of the Chickadee, and that Haddock and the CBC -- however they argue, through the media or in private -- continue a creative partnership that's set a very high bar of quality and a target for everyone else to aim for.
And the rest of it? I guess I'll wear it. If you got a big mouth, you have to do that sometimes.
Hairy eyeball out.