Thursday, April 12, 2007

Interweb Solitaire

I WAS AMUSED to see that photos I posted here, and the descriptions, got immediately lifted and reposted on a fan page out there. Ah the Internet. Remember the days of having to search out for any morsel of someone you liked? That fragment of a show or a song lyric? Does it mean anything to anyone under about 23 that once upon a time, if you didn't know a song, you had to sometimes wait weeks to hear it again -- on the radio?

I like experiments. And this is a juicy one. I found this going through my Iphoto folder. It's a cute photo from the Blood Ties wrap party of Kyle Schmid (Henry Fitzroy) with the "Blood" books (and Henry) creator Tanya Huff.



Now...let's see how far this smacks across that interweb, how fast. On your mark, get set...swiiiipe!


It's like throwing red meat to a bunch of wild dogs. Heh heh.

Stan Daniels at The Turn

JAIME WEINMAN reminded me of something in the comments below about Stan Daniels. He, of course, is eponymously immortalized with his own type of joke: The Stan Daniels Turn.

It's kind of a self-aware, almost meta-humorous type of joke, because it's sort of a game between the writer and the audience -- see if they can set up something and find a creative way to contradict it in the very next moment -- and because it often depends on something happening oh-so-conveniently on cue, as in the above joke. When it works, it works really well, though.

Weinman wrote about it last year, and posted a great example from Mary Tyler Moore, and the incomparable Ted Knight. This is a great lesson for Comedy writers. I actually use appreciation for the Stan Daniels Turn as a litmus test for writers, directors, and network people.

Audiences love the Stan Daniels Turn. It's a really satisfying joke when executed right. And I've been in lots of meetings where directors, network people, and other writers pooh-pooh it. Because they're too good for the Stan Daniels Turn, you see.

I call these people, "people who do not understand comedy." When I am handed power, they will be shunned in accordance with the laws of the tribe.

Thanks, Weinman, for allowing me to skate through another day by glomming onto another's work.

Um...It's homage?

MIP, Mop, Map?

IT'S SO hard to know if this is just a case of positive thinking or if it's really a new trend in Canadian programming.

Currently, Canuck dramas and kids series are hot, some more so in foreign lands than at home.

Shaftesbury Films' ReGenesis has been sold to 110 countries and is near to bagging a U.S. sale. Its kids series Life with Derek airs worldwide in 137 countries and 10 languages. The show, airing on Disney, has also placed among the top 10 cable series for tween girls in the U.S.

Christina Jennings, chairman and co-CEO of Shaftesbury, says tentpole hits like that open doors in foreign markets. For example, Shaftesbury made The Murdoch Mysteries originally as TV movies for CHUM, then developed it as a TV series with Britain's UKTV.

"There's no question anymore that Shaftesbury could deliver commercial programming that worked in the international market," says Jennings.

The incredible thing is, here we are on the cusp of a time when having new streams of content is going to be essential, because national broadcast borders are being blown up, and Canadian networks are potentially putting themselves in the position where people go to them last.

Desperate Networks teaches that no show gets on the air without one champion inside a network.

This math...it just doesn't add up, does it?

Wow. It's a Bad Day for Writers


I'M SURE we'll see some better recollections from those who knew him -- but a sad loss to TV writers:

LOS ANGELES (AP) - Stan Daniels, the Emmy-winning co-creator and executive producer of "Taxi" and a writer on "The Mary Tyler Moore Show," has died. He was 72.

The Toronto-born Daniels died of heart failure April 6, according to Mount Sinai Memorial Park, where a funeral was planned for Thursday. Daniels won eight Emmys during his long television career, including three for "Taxi" and three for "The Mary Tyler Moore Show."

Daniels apparently passed away April 6, but it was just announced today. If you read this blog and you knew Stan Daniels, I'd love to hear any anecdote. Especially anybody from the Toronto days.

I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone.


"And even if the wars didn't keep coming like glaciers, there would still be plain old death."


Damnit. After yesterday's post...well...


Kurt Vonnegut, 1922-2007

If you really want to upset your parents, and you are not brave enough to be gay, go into the arts!

What should young people do with their lives today? Many things, obviously. But the most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible disease of loneliness can be cured.

I wish that people who are conventionally supposed to love each other would say to each other, when they fight, 'Please—a little less love, and a little more common decency.'"

And, of course...

One of the few good things about modern times: If you die horribly on television, you will not have died in vain. You will have entertained us.

Rest in Peace. And thanks for the books.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Bring Out Your Dead, Bring Out Your Dead


Andy Barker.

God-Damn-it.

I hope you fuckers really, really, really love your According to Jim.

Out of the Bubble and Onto The Street

I AM kind of a news junkie. Always have been. When I don't know something that's going on in the world, I feel stupid. So it is that I pass by a group of Falun Gong protestors, and go home and learn about the group. (This is actually how I did learn about Falun Gong years ago -- the things you see walking through the city...)

I also consume newspapers and magazines voraciously. And online, too.

But in Vancouver, I was more out of touch than I usually am, and my online media habits started to reveal cracks in information flow. By reading my usual online sources like the New York Times and Salon and the Washington Post and others, I felt pretty up to date with what was going on in the United States, and more or less the world. For some reason, I didn't read the Guardian as much as I do when I'm in Toronto. Maybe it scared me, as, you know, since I was on Pacific time and they were in England that was like reading news of the future.

Anyway, obviously, thanks to bookmarking, and the newly revitalized Playback brand, I even felt like I had a sense of what was going on in the TV and Film industry.

Where things fell down was on the Canada front. I'm sorry, but Canada simply does not have a top level, quality online news site. Not Google news, certainly not the Canada.com branded portals (Vancouver Sun, National Post, etc.) The Globe has annoying firewalls for their best content; The Star is too-Toronto focused (and strangely, which may surprise some people, I'm not really eager to keep up with the Toronto news when I'm not in Toronto. Though I'm sorry I missed the Lower Bay reroute of the TTC.)

So it was that though I was up to the millisecond on news of Anna Nicole, her baby, Britney, her head, and the American Idol castoffs, and their dirty online pics -- I had only a vague, foggy sense of what's been going on in the country I live in for the last three months. Good thing it was winter in Canada, so the answer was largely, "not much."

Also, Macleans is a great site. Without Macleans, I would have sounded like a total idiot.

Anyway, this little bubble extended especially into my last weekend on the left coast. I did a lot of cool things -- saw the Fred Herzog show at the VAG, (which a reliable source insists is not pronounced in such a way that it rhymes with, "cadge." Yeah, whatever.) I also watched the world go by on a grey Howe Street afternoon, had a great meal at Feenies, saw The Lookout (Joseph Gordon-Levitt is dreamy.) visited with friends, met some B.C. writer and production types at The Irish Heather, and haunted my fave coffee spots -- but I didn't pick up a newspaper. I was more concerned with the geography of getting all my stuff into my two bags. Even having shipped two boxes off beforehand -- it was close. Too close.

So it was a bit of a surreal experience to see the solemn juxtaposition of the Vimy 90th Anniversary and the death of six Canadian soldiers in Afghanistan play out as point-counterpoint silently over the baggage carousel at Pearson Airport, as I waited for those two bags. It's then, for the first time, I learned the names of the dead, and saw the cutways to PM Harper and the Queen in France. A set of golf clubs sailed ludicrously past as the CBC switched to footage of a nursing home, and a poor, shaking, broken man who's presumably one of the last survivors of that battle. His grandson spoke for him, and though I'm sure he was saying all the correct things, I couldn't hear that, and I felt a little angry and unexpectedly melancholy at the thought that this old man was already silenced; his descendant already speaking for him, reshaping the narrative of that terrible day and what it all meant.

Jim Henshaw has a lovely little piece about Vimy and his grandfather's memory of it up at his place. For a different view about the juxtaposition of Vimy and the deaths in Afghanistan, today Doyle writes a piece that's thoughtful and interesting and will undoubtedly get all the people who get riled up by Doyle riled up again.

The talk, in the reportage, was of how the sacrifice at Vimy defined Canada as a nation. This was largely unquestioned as an idea and the image of the majestically large memorial only underlined that idea. Nobody seemed to be appearing on TV questioning the validity of the proposal that blood sacrifice is necessary to define nationhood.

This is a multicultural society, not one in which everybody can be assumed to share the same opinion on Canada, Canadian history and the meaning of being Canadian. To some, whose roots are in other societies and who have found refuge here, the acceptance of the idea of blood sacrifice is difficult. The public promulgation of the idea makes them uneasy, and with good reason.

The debate about the meaning of Vimy and the questioning of its accepted meaning happened in newspapers, this one is particular. TV is hopeless on such issues.
This is definitely received wisdom in Canada. The narrative is shaped in one very specific direction: At Vimy, the soldiers from the small nation, Canada, prevailed where the British and the French had failed. Canadians paid a terrible price, and came out the other end as a nation.

That's what I learned in my high school history class. One of the coolest things about history in high school for me was taking the U.S. History class. Because all the dates and events were familiar to me (I was a history geek way back) but having them taught from a dispassionate Canadian perspective was sobering and interesting. None of the tropes or myths were allowed to remain intact. It was intellectually bracing. (I also had a wonderful teacher, who sadly died a year later.) But when I took my Canadian History class, I remember feeling intense dissonance in how they could teach that Canada was born out of revulsion at the U.S. Civil War, and wanting to avoid that all costs (which is one of the reasons Confederation came together the way it did) and this idea that Vimy defined the nation. But I never put up my hand. I had the sense that this was one piece of national mythology that didn't bear examination...at least not in Canadian History class.

If you've read Doyle's book about growing up watching TV in Ireland, I think you have a clearer idea and context of where he's coming from. He was a boy who watched his countrymen explode into violence in a most peculiar way -- on the TV. The War on Terrorism by definition means something different to someone who grew up in that context.

I'm just not sure. I think what the Canadians did at Vimy was undoubtedly brave. But as a young nation, to lose so many young men who could have been building the country for a pointless, stupid fight a continent away -- well... we're ninety years on now. Can't we say that World War I was a bewildering, pointless, awful mess with impunity now? Or is that not - in the parlance of our time - supporting the troops?

I don't know.

Yesterday afternoon, I was in a cab and talk radio was playing and I learned the NHL had favored NBC, who pay nothing for NHL rights, over CBC, who pay a hunk o change -- giving the all-important Sidney Crosby game to the NBC afternoon sched, forcing Hockey Night in Canada to go with a game of lesser interest to Canadians Saturday night. If Hockey is religion in Canada, then the Saturday night game is its greatest sacrament.

I didn't get what was going on at first, in the cab. So I asked the cabbie.

"They move hockey to afternoon. Very bad. Very bad for Canada."

I asked his name. Asif. I may not have the spelling right. Asif comes from Jordan. He's been here five years. Asif knows his Canada, that's for sure. I thought about Vimy and the sacrifice and received wisdom and what defines a nation and how much better I felt when I wasn't living in a news bubble.

I went home, and restarted my newspaper delivery. They start coming tomorrow.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Fun With Runways

YOU'RE COUNTING down, ten nine eight... waiting to touch down, the only part of the flight when you're a little scared...and you're maybe 100 feet from the ground and suddenly the engines scream bloody murder and the plane banks left and up, up up and you're all like, WTF?

And then a couple minutes later, the Air Canada First Officer comes on and says, with characteristic understatement, "Folks, they were gonna put us on a runway with a flight that hadn't exactly cleared. So we're gonna come around again and give him some extra time to take off."

And then you know you're someone who watches The Office too much. Because you do a take to the IMAGINARY CAMERA.

Whoa.

Still, all in all, it's nice to be on the ground in one piece.

I've gotta unpack. More tomorrow.

Sunday, April 8, 2007

Don't You Fuhgeddabout Me


So The Sopranos turns up for the final 9 tonight at 9 (in Canada, on Movie Central - TMN)

After Tony-in-a-coma, Christopher-crushes a dog, and all the other joys brought to you by seven minute sopranos, I ask you: what could they do for a final act?

I mean, besides Quebecois gangsters -- which believe me, I'm looking forward to.

The Toronto Star asked yours truly and a few other Canadian screenwriters to weigh in on that very thing: how we'd end whole shebang. I went kind of meta with my version, mainly because David Chase is a depressive sort and Italian and Id hate to get beaten to death accidentally for crossing the line.

Sopranos creator David Chase desperately wants to go make movies. If I were him I'd do what Six Feet Under did and go for a ending that can't be undone. That way, HBO won't call about reunion specials.

I'd have a rumpled private detective stumble into Newark. This detective – let's call him Rockford – stumbles across something he shouldn't one night at the Bada Bing. Paulie Walnuts and Christufuh work him over out in the Pine Barrens, but he won't die, because he comes from the era when you just didn't kill the hero on TV. Carm wises up, falls for Rockford. Tony freaks out and disappears. Silvio tells everyone Bruce Springsteen is the new Boss, picks up a guitar, and goes out on tour.

Tony finally turns up in the small village of Cicely, Alaska, where Meadow's taken over as town doctor. He spends the rest of his days telling everyone he's a retired astronaut. In the last shot of the series, he looks up, and sees the ducks. They've returned. All is well.
To see John Rogers' and Alex Epstein's rather more serious takes, and my friend Rob Sheridan's showstopping zombie crossover, click here.

Mombies. That's gold, Jerry.

Happy Bada Bing Easter Everybody.

Friday, April 6, 2007

That's A Wrap.


11:03 p.m. Last Shot, Episode 1-22 "Deep Dark", Thursday April 5, 2007. Dylan Neal (Mike) and Kyle Schmid (Henry) in the process of discovering something gruesome at a bus station. (Christina Cox watches foreground)


L of Frame: Episode Director James Dunnison watches the last shot with Executive Producer/Creator & Showrunner Peter Mohan. Peter also wrote Episode 22, "Deep Dark."



11:06 p.m. A moment as Christina Cox (Vicki) watches the last take of Season 1.











Post-wrap. Dylan, Christina, and Kyle say 'thanks' to the hardworking crew for a great year.

That's all for me from The Left Coast. See you back in Toronto.

Thursday, April 5, 2007

Don't Jump, Michael. You Are Loved.


NBC may not be having the best year in the ratings, but they just got a quality-juice up.
The Office, Friday Night Lights, and Scrubs were all honored today in the announcement of the 2006 Winners of the George Foster Peabody Awards.

The Office was honored because it "firmly established its own voice and studied brilliance."

Scrubs was honored for its parody of The Wizard of Oz, and Friday Night Lights won for its "clear eyed reality."
Ugly Betty also picked up a Peabody for ABC.

HBO received awards for Spike Lee's devestating "When the Levees Broke: A Requiem in Four Acts," "Elizabeth I," and movies about Billie Jean King, Baghdad ER and a young musicians' special.

The late Ed Bradley won for his 60 Minutes report on the Duke rape case.

Man, I'd take a Peabody over an Emmy any day of the week. Awards will be handed out by Bob Costas (Bob Costas!) on June 4.

"Maybe You And Me Were Never Meant to Be..."

Sigh.

So Jaime Weinman got ahold of the DVD release for WKRP: Season 1, and it's a hack and slay job with nearly all of the music replaced.

Since this is a show set in a radio station, this is a lot more significant than you would normally think. Like The Wonder Years (which also is MIA on DVD) 'KRP used music not as wallpaper (a la the dewy "montage" shots of shows like Dawson's Creek, and the O.C.,) but as a character -- underscoring and informing many of the scenes. Since there are no original elements, and the tracks are mixed, this sometimes means the elimination of entire scenes. It's a terrible stitch up job. Click the link above and you'll see how.

Over on his Maclean's blog, Weinman gets into more of the why; why FOX did what they did, and why maybe shows like this really belong on smaller labels with larger price points -- like SHOUT! factory.

What we're really facing here is the fact that big companies are essentially hopeless when it comes to non-current TV shows on DVD. It's not because the people who work there are big meanies; they're not, and many of them are doing their best. But a DVD set from Fox or Paramount or Warner Brothers has to be mass-produced and mass-marketed. For the most part, they don't do limited releases or special collectors' editions; everything has to be priced and sold at Wal-Mart level prices. The only way to do WKRP or The Wonder Years or a similar music-heavy show is to pay for the music and then make up the costs by jacking up the price of the set, but that's against company policy.

Also, big companies have a heavy amount of overhead, meaning that it's tough enough for a set to make back its cost even without paying for music. Which is why shows with even fairly decent levels of sales get abandoned after one or two seasons.

This is why most of the best TV on DVD releases come from independent or semi-independent companies, like Shout! Factory (which did Freaks and Geeks, SCTV, and the Electric Company best-of sets among many others) or Image (The Dick Van Dyke Show, The Twilight Zone). They can charge more to make back the costs, market the products to collectors and fans rather than trying to break into Wal-Mart, and put people who are actually familiar with the series to work on it.

In the post on Macleans, Weinman shows a clip that fully illustrates what's been lost. And it's heartbreaking.

I'm so torn about this DVD. I know it's not what I want. I don't want to support this kind of butchering, but at the same time, there's the reality that the set doesn't sell, and there won't be any more released. No matter what happens, it's a bad deal for the consumer.

WKRP is one of the shows that made me want to go work in the media. The other was the movie Broadcast News. The thought that it is now IMPOSSIBLE for me to experience the show that was so important to me growing up the way I saw it then, seems unseemly, somehow. Even out-of-print books can be found in a library. Commerce really gets to dictate the repository of cultural memory? Is that really the way we want things to go from now on?

This may seem trivial -- and it is. It is trivial. But remember, too, that music rights kept the greatest documentary made about the Civil Rights movement -- Eyes on the Prize -- out of print for several years. That's a disservice to education as well as to cultural history, and history itself.

Part of what's happening with the internet and the brave new world of content is a discussion that changes what we think of as content, and what we think of as the audience's rights when it comes to that content. So far, corporations have kicked arts' ass on this score. Mickey Mouse is killing the public domain, just as remixing and mashing and a pastiche culture demand flexibiilty.

In Canada, there's much whining about a new copyright act. And when it's tabled, it will inevitably be retro and biased toward the corporations and against the consumers.

When's that pendulum gonna swing?

And do I really have to pay 30 bucks for this piece of KR(a)P?

All in All, You Could Call Me Appalled

O CANADA...I was all set to do the following as a little sketch written in dialogue between Dr. House and his medical team; I decided it wasn't funny enough for me to be funny about it.

Look to this article that went out on the wire yesterday:

Is 'House' the new 'West Wing'? Writers work in references to creator Shore's hometown

TORONTO (CP) - Is "House" becoming the new "West Wing"?

The late, lamented political drama capturing the day-to-day workings of the White House was rife with references to Canada. "O Canada" was even played - twice - at a White House function in one episode.

The abundance of Canadian references on the former NBC hit only served to highlight the fact that many American shows - even those shot in Canada or with Canadian actors in their casts - rarely acknowledge the existence of America's neighbour to the north.

But the medical hit "House" may be picking up where "The West Wing" left off.

Or maybe the writers of this week's episode, "Fetal Position," were just poking fun at the show's creator and executive producer, David Shore, when lead character Dr. Gregory House barks at an airline booking agent while trying to book a flight to Cambodia.

If you didn't see that one, maybe you saw the version that appeared in the Sun papers:

It took more than three decades and a little doctoring of the script by a hometown hero — but London’s time is prime again.

In this week’s episode of the hit Fox TV medical drama House, the lead character made a rapid-fire reference to London, Ont.

This is the same gee-whiz, slightly cringey thing that happens any time Canada is mentioned in any piece of U.S. entertainment. It actually makes news here. Now, I'm not talking the local angle, like, "Did you know that last weekend's number one box office movie features a native of our own Podunk, Alta?" I'm talking just like above -- a reference, a line, any little bone rates an actual, honest-to-God news story in the papers.

It's always struck me as a bit amateur hour, kind of like a provincial affectation. I mean, this isn't a small town, it's a modern country of 30 million people, heavily industrialized, with a high standard of living and a big high tech industry. (Now I sound like that old Onion article "Adorable Canada has own currency, laws...")

One quip on a prime time U.S. show, and the country's press acts like a bunch of bobbysoxers chasing around The Beatles.

I saw that episode in question, and chuckled slightly at the David Shore in-joke. You know, the way you're supposed to do. Not turn it into a news story.

What's even more puzzling is that this kind of thing exists side-by-side with another odd Canadian trait:

Smugness -- especially when it comes to the United States.

See, on the one hand there's the quivering any time South Park or Sorkin or now House name checks Canada, and on the other, there's a desire to view everything -- whether it's positive or neutral or both -- through a lens of "that's what makes us better."

It surfaces on things like Talking to Americans, where comedian Rick Mercer stuck a mike in front of Americans who knew nothing about Canada and had them say stupid things or show their ignorance (never mind the fact that you probably could have gotten equally softheaded responses to those questions in Regina or Medicine Hat.) It's also front in centre in this discussion thread over at the Inside the CBC blog.

It all started with an article John Doyle wrote upon his return to the Globe & Mail this week. An excerpt:

What she said was, "I love the way Canadians love Canada. It's not like Americans love America, it's not that insular, knee-jerk patriotism. Canadians are in love with Canada. It's like a love affair." Now there's a thought.

And I think it's true, in some ways. Because Canadians are in love with an idea of Canada -- the landscape, the multiculturalism, the tradition of tolerance, the health-care system that makes us proud -- they tend to be naive about this country, in the way that people in love can be terribly gullible, soft-hearted and easily fooled.

Emblematic of this mindset, I think, is the state of our alleged satire on TV. We're proud of it, and think it's special to have a small army of jokers on TV making fun of politicians, their employers the CBC, and all things quintessentially Canadian.

The Rick Mercer Report (CBC, 8 p.m.) and This Hour Has 22 Minutes (CBC, 8:30 p.m.) are at the core of our TV satire. Both shows can be amusing and Mercer is undoubtedly clever, but both shows are essentially soft. When they mock our politicians and other leaders and celebrities, they do it with love. They don't mock in rage, they don't attack and put forward skepticism about the powerful on our behalf. They cozy up, crack a few jokes and make sure that nobody actually gets hurt. There's too much love and not enough loathing...

There is nothing iconoclastic about Canadian TV comedy. Received ideas and common perceptions are not eviscerated. The powerful are not cut down to size. Unpopular but necessary and contrary opinions are generated...

So much of what we think of as satire on TV is actually sedate, with a lot of safe jokes about hockey, Tim Hortons, other Canadian TV shows and politicians who are being embraced, not mocked.

We don't have a Bill Maher or a Jon Stewart. We have soft, pseudo-satirists who are in love with Canada and all things Canadian, including the powerful. Under the surface-level jokes, it's about being misty-eyed and lovey-dovey about a country that is in dire need of robustly iconoclast humour. With an election on the near-horizon, will anyone be stepping forward to do the necessary? I don't think so. There's too much love and gullibility.

Now that's a pretty cutting comment. In the thread over at Inside The CBC, I wandered in with my own brand of softheaded hardheadedness -- and immediately started deconstructing not the point Doyle was making, but the comments made about it, which touched off a lot of Canadian tropes.

I'll circle back to that in a moment, but first let me say what I think about the point Doyle's making. I think he's mostly right. That being said, there are many, many sketches on 22 that I enjoy, and predictably, they're the ones that are harder edged. (In fact, the ones I like best are probably the ones on their website that CBC wouldn't let them run.) I firmly believe that the 22 crew would probably be a little sharper if they could. But I don't think CBC wants sharp.

I also don't think that there's anything necessarily wrong with softer -- but in this case, CBC has three of these shows. And that's overkill. I tend to prefer 22 over Mercer -- the variety and the comic breadth is greater... there's no doubt that Mercer's funny and smart, but I have gotten a little cringey at his politico-coziness - the favorite part of that show for me is still the Rant. (Surprise, Surprise, I know.)

But to me the really interesting thing wasn't the article Doyle wrote. It's the reactions it immediately engendered on Inside the CBC. Let's quote a few:

It’s true that Air Farce and Mercer don’t have the bite of, say, Jon Stewart.
Could it be that there’s just more to loathe about American politics?

This is Canadian humour with Canadian sensibilities, and it’s what Canadians want to watch, and it’s what we are watching in record numbers, so why is Doyle pining for American style humour? At a time when Canadian humour and Canadian comedies are enjoying unprecedented success, and when a discernible Canadian sensibility is emerging, imo, all this guy can write about is to complain that our humour isn’t American enough!? This kind of wannabe Americanism is a very strong part of the Toronto subculture where NYC is held up by many as their cultural Mecca, but it does exist to some degree everywhere in Canada.

In that last one we actually get a twofer -- not just a celebration of Canadian sensibility -- but a this is all Toronto's fault -- another fave Canadian trope.

Thank Goodness elsewhere in the thread you find a couple people saying, "Canadian comedy needs more courage.." so the whole thing doesn't turn into a lovefest.

What gets me about this kind of reflexiveness is that it's become a go-to for a lot of Canadians, and it's used to not examine our own attitudes, at all. Canadians will be the first to point out how Americans are ignorant about the world, but a major columnist can't even make a point like, "Canadian comedy is soft" without it being turned around and used as subtle proof about how great Canada is?

Canada is great. But it's not great for either of the contradictory impulses in this post: the too-vibrant fascination with being noticed by the U.S. (and don't say it's the press, not the people; they wouldn't write these articles if they didn't get read and evince interest) and the quick jump to "any way that we are is because we're better" -- which means you never, ever, ever have to take a hard look at yourself.

I've spent six years here taking stick for the actions of an American government I voted against twice. (Along with 51 million other people in 2004 - roughly twice the population of Canada.) Yet the moment you raise any point that suggests that things in Canada aren't the jim-dandiest in the world, you get the easy bromides and self-congratulatory backslaps that say, "that's just our way..."

And then we tune in Colbert and Stewart and pray to God that they mention Canada.

It's a bizarre, strange, fucked-up mindset. And it's the kind of thing that lets people manipulate the TV industry without the slightest peep from people who are being messed over by the changes.

Really, what's the difference between smugness and American style jingoism, anyway? They're both rooted in a certain head-in-the-sand, we must be right philosophy that doesn't bear scrutiny, and doesn't reflect well on either country.

I have conversations about "what's wrong with America" all the time with Americans. But any mild criticism you make of Canada -- even to intelligent, urbane, sophisticated Canadians -- tends to get you a cold stare, or a return back to the sins of the Pax Americana.

Maybe it's the screenwriter in me. I just can't abide the passive hero.

As for the hating Toronto thing? Well, yeah. Great. Toronto's infrastructure is crumbling because every taxpayer there sends their taxes out of the city to everywhere else in Canada, and gets way less back in services from the government. It's a great big enormous money transfer, and the reward is a giant "fuck you" sundae. Because screwing Toronto gets votes. So, you know, if you're gonna complain so much, can you at least send some of that money back so that when I go home, I'm not waiting an hour for the goddamn streetcar?

Next Week: Hurley on LOST says, "Back Bacon," "Whistler," and "curling," (coming soon in a 300 word article in your local paper.)



Wednesday, April 4, 2007

GREAT News for Comedy Fans


NBC renewed 30 Rock today.. Yesssss. All Hail the Baldwin and the Fey!


The manatee has become the mento.

CBC Announces Its New Schedule


FULL DETAILS at Inside the CBC.

Supposedly though Intelligence isn't mentioned, it's still in the mix.

The New Drama/Comedy offerings:

  • Drawn from today’s headlines, The Border is a fast-paced, hard-driving series set in Toronto in a paranoid post-Sept. 11 world concerned with security crises, terrorist infiltrations, cross-border police actions and trafficking in everything from enriched uranium to abducted children
  • Heartland is a multi-generational family series set in the foothills of Alberta. The series follows the excitement, humour and drama of the Fleming family as members struggle to run a horse ranch — one that teeters on the edge of failure — that has been in the family for years
  • Sophie follows the adventures and misadventures of a young, vibrant single mother who inherits a talent agency from her father and then loses her best client–followed soon after by her boyfriend
  • No Opportunity Wasted will offer Canadians the chance to seize a life-changing opportunity. Based on the N.O.W. philosophy of Amazing Race host Phil Keoghan, NOW will encourage all of us to live each day as if we’ll never have another chance like it
That last one sounds like a reality show, but I dunno.

Canceled shows include: Rumours (reruns will be strip syndicated 5 nights a week this summer, but no new episodes will be produced,) Venture, 72 Hours, and Jozi H)

I would just like to say for the record that I miss Northern Town. I thought that had potential.

They also picked up The Tudors. Sakes alive, when is someone in Canada gonna start running The Riches?

I've Seen The Future, Boy, And It Is Murder

ONCEUPONATIME it was my job to help predict the future.

Okay, not really. But it often seemed like it. I remember sitting in the loft of an Internet startup in Toronto as someone showed me my first Web page scrolling, line by line, over a 14.4 modem. It was wicked cool. It was 1993. Not that long ago, really. But it seems like a lifetime away now.

The show I worked on was called mediatelevision. It was an occasionally prescient, frequently softheaded look at the frontlines of the emerging digital culture. We had an email address before anybody. We had lots of big thinkers on, making their big predictions: plenty of half baked schemes by young turks who burned through venture cap money like they were snorting cocaine on a Russian stripper's ass. Which they may very well have been, now that I think about it.

There were some things we got right. We saw the search engine wars, and that someone would win (this is back in the age when the 'best search tool' changed monthly: Yahoo, Infoseek, Hotbot, Altavista...remember? Before the Google?) I gave an interview to eye weekly where I kinda sorta predicted Ipods, and even the music industry's reaction to piracy.

Wait. Um. Ah, the Google -- let's see if we can find that:

(elapsed time, .2 seconds.) Here we go...this is me talking to KK. Campbell in 1994 about the online distribution of digital music:

McGrath thinks the music industry might engage in backroom
jockeying to kill the medium, like it did digital audio tape (DAT).
Right now, there are a lot of steps in using the net.

Mass popularity requires a handy, inexpensive device that does it all
automatically for the consumer, McGrath says then writes the
digital file to a playback medium, like CD. "The music industry might
very well be in a position to stall or even stop the production of just
this device -- like DAT."

McGrath says music companies have another motive to kill pure
digital distribution, … la the net. "Without physical distribution of
CDs, consumers will ask: how come producing a CD costs $2 yet sells
for $16? It's common knowledge a CD is now cheaper to make than
vinyl was. Right there, alone, record companies are in real trouble."
Okay, so I didn't see that you wouldn't need a CD. Or that music companies would sue their customers. I mean, how stupid was that idea? Especially after you spent years devaluing your own product by prematurely eliminating vinyl and the single, then getting everyone to re-buy on CD, and then push the idea that tracks mattered not albums by flooding the market with compilations?

My point is this: it was all bullshit. No one saw YouTube. No one saw the really important stuff. Most of the stuff people yakked about on mediatelevision never made it out of the dot.com crash. Twelve years on, and they're still trying to tell you that what you want to do is buy stuff off your TV or watch Spider Man on your phone. I mean, who gives a shit?

Meanwhile, you've got a generation of Ipod-lovin, bittorrenting kids who won't pay 99 cents for a song but will gladly fork over four bucks for a thirty second ringtone of that same song. And they'll pay to text somebody but they won't pay for WiFi out in public. The rules? Still making them up as we go along.

Predicting the future of media is a mug's game. So why do we do it? Because the dude who gets it right gets to live like, well, those dudes who came up with The Google.

Now lets circle the wagons back to TV. One of the things the internet has done is blown away the nature of the national market. Time was, a show like Blood Ties would air in the USA and not air til months later in other territories and no one would care. Now you've got Canadians screaming because they can't see it at exactly the same time as the Americans. It used to be they wouldn't even know about it till the regional publicity kicked in.

Ditto, when I was in South Africa, that was the summer when blockbusters started coming out day and date all over the world. Piracy forced a massive change -- and massive costs -- no more shipping prints and staggering releases -- it's all frontloaded now.

This is the reality. The dam has burst. Putting your finger in the dyke isn't an option. Which doesn't mean there aren't those who want to try:

The Canadian Radio-television and Telecommunications Commission has faced seemingly continuous criticism for years, however in May 1999 it released a decision that generated near-universal praise.

The New Media Decision, which adopted a hands-off regulatory approach to new media (the CRTC's press release overstated the ruling by headlining that the "CRTC Won't Regulate the Internet"), was widely regarded as the right decision at the right time.

Since that ruling, a remarkable array of new media services – including podcasting, Internet streaming and online video sites – have emerged outside of the traditional broadcast regulation model. Despite the success, recent submissions to the CRTC suggest that a growing number of stakeholders are increasingly wary of their unregulated counterparts and may be gearing up for a fresh look at Internet regulation.
Michael Geist is seriously awesome. That article he wrote for the Toronto Star (linked above) bears reading because the bottom line is there's discussions going on in Gatineau right now, where broadcasters are trying to screw you, the audience. And sadly, most of the unions and creative guilds in Canada are right on the side of the luddites.

While the CAB is right that the Internet is erasing the distinction between geographic markets and that U.S. broadcasters are likely to stream on a global basis in the near future, the likely impact on Canadian content is precisely opposite of what it suggests.

Rather than reducing the production of Canadian content, Internet streaming and new media create incentives for more Canadian productions since profitability in the emerging environment will depend upon original content that can be distributed across all platforms, old and new.

If Canadian broadcasters are unable to rely on cheap U.S. programming, they will be forced to compete by investing in their own original content. This will dramatically alter Canadian content production from one mandated by government regulation to one mandated by market survival.

It is increasingly clear that the blossoming of new media is a threat to old business models, not to Canadian content. Eight years after the CRTC's new media decision, it still stands as the right decision at the right time.

Our old friends at the CAB, remember, are the people who agitated, and secured, the famous 1999 Canadian CRTC decision which killed Canadian TV drama.

Because of substitution, the Canadian broadcasting market has been a privileged bubble. These guys are up there arguing for an artificial extension to that bubble by restricting your access to the internet. You know, like they do in China.

There is no limit to the shamelessness with which they pursue this tack. And they'll get it, too, unless Canadians balk.

There are broadcasters who do well under the protectionism they receive. I would argue that SPACE is a better sci-fi channel than the Sci-Fi channel. I think that Canada was well served by having Muchmusic rather than MTV (Yes, I did work for the parent company of both these stations, that's true.) Showcase is a more interesting Canadian cable channel than many in the US. They cull the best from some top tier channels, a bit of British stuff, and they invest in interesting Canadian production too. CTV viewers got to see The Sopranos, uncut, on broadcast TV. And, yes..then there's Corner Gas and Degrassi and....

I would never argue for a wide-open signal possibility for Canada. With the US right next door, that's tantamount to ceding all cultural independence. But it's the old rights and responsibilities jag. And I don't think that Broadcasters should be given the right to prop up their dying business models by placing artificial restrictions on the audience.

There are still people out there, predicting the future. If you want to see the latest of how things are twisting and turning, I'd suggest taking in NextMedia -- a conference that's going on in June, just before the 2007 Banff TV Festival gets underway. I'll be watching it closely. It's been a while since I had to predict the future. I'm a little rusty.

Joanna Drake Earl, the President of New Media for Current TV, is going to be giving the opening keynote address. Current Tv is a pretty interesting operation, and not just cause Al Gore's in the mix. Its relationship of viewer to program maker, content provided, versus content pushed -- well, to me it sounds like something on the order of what might actually be exciting about media in the future. Not watching Spider Man 2 on your phone.

I can't say I know what Earl's going to say in Banff, or what the hot topic of NextMedia will be. But I'm willing to guess its not going to be about how Canada's cultural future is helped by instituting China-like internet controls.

I really hope this becomes a bit of a cause celebre at Banff, because I'm starting to think that the only way that the CRTC will come down on the side of the audience is if they're embarrassed into it.

Spin Me Round Like a Record

MAYBE IT'S the transition from thinkin' story to thinkin' bout boxes and Purolator pickups, but there's a couple things that have set my old head a spinnin'.

Remember we talked about the Junos? Well, turns out they got 912, 000 viewers in Canada. That's down from last year, according to Playback Daily:

The exact ratings for last year's show are debatable, however, because BBM's numbers differed considerably from those of its then-competitor Nielsen, which put the audience for the 2006 Junos at 1.2 million.

The difference works out to a drop in ratings somewhere between 25% and 46%. BBM and Nielsen have since joined forces.
That set friend of the blog JB to write in with this comment:

1.7 million versus 1.2 million? That's a hell of a discrepancy. How is anyone supposed to make any kind of decisions or pronouncements based on ratings when the numbers may or may not be off by 500-thousand viewers? And with BBM and Nielson now being one and the same, the problem of accuracy is just hidden, not solved. Picture the producer who finds out her show is drawing half a million viewers -- would you fault her for protesting that in fact it's getting a million? Would you join her in fearing that, actually, no one is watching at all? Hurts my head.

Mine too. Course, there's something about that whole spin that strikes of weird-spin defeatism. They trumpet the fact that the Simpsons beat the Junos (by about 40 000 viewers, not a lot.) And The Amazing Race, the show that caused the contretemps, pulled a million.

Canadian ratings. They are maddening. But why is the spin all about the negative, rather than the fact that a Canadian awards show is, in this day and age, competitive with the Simpsons and the Amazing Race? The last Geminis -- the Canadian TV awards -- drew under 200 000 viewers, I think. 912 000 may be down, but considering all the crap about the show moving over the last week, and the fact that it was live in the relatively small market of Saskatoon -- I think that's still pretty good.

But I guess that doesn't make for a good negative story. I'm with JB, though. The missing 500 000 viewers is ... troubling.

Now please -- let's not discuss ratings in the comments below too much, so my head doesn't explode. Statistical theory works. This is mainly a question of how they're determining the samp--

--oh. there they go. My eyes just glazed over.

There's other things spinning me round today, but we'll get to that.

Monday, April 2, 2007

Best. Video. Evarrrrr.

See, Canadians rule at this whole deconstructionist shit. Come back Alanis, all is forgiven.

While you're at it, you might also want to go over to sadkermit.com and check out the (audio-only, so far) cover of Radiohead's Creep. I was on the fence about it, right until Fozzie came in on backup.

I heart YouTube.

CBC Bobbles Its Legacy

Legacy is a funny thing.

Especially when it comes to something like broadcasting, which in one way has always been sort of ephemeral. Legacy can kind of be like obscenity. It's hard to define, but you know it when you see it.

A couple of years ago, the CBC showed a special that culled all the color footage they had of WWII. It was a real eyeopener. For those of us -- most of us -- who weren't alive on D-Day or VE Day or the day the Germans marched into Poland, that era is consigned to a history place in our minds partly by the nature of the images we've always processed from it: images that have always been in Black & White. Seeing some of the new, color technology marshalled to take images of everyday life, preparation, and battle -- well, it really reshuffled the deck for me. It made me think differently about something I hadn't really thought about before.

(I'd love to embed a clip here, but the CBC is too wise to use the technology that, you know, users use.)

That special is a perfect example of an organization understanding the value of its legacy. Knowing that that footage was valuable and set apart -- that's a TV understanding of the world. The CBC did a couple of interesting projects in other ways, too, like cutting together old cultural footage into a weird little program called Jimmy MacDonald's Canada. That show, through sheer creativity, took something that you wouldn't think could work -- hilariously square CBC reportage of the time, and made it fresh and PoMo. You know who can do things like that? Creative people.

These are hard times for the CBC. It's an organization beset on all sides. Firebrand wingnuts from Alberta fulminate regularly on the waste of their tax dollars; the organization is asked to do more and more with less and less. Yes, as a Crown corporation there is considerable waste at CBC -- too many managers. Too little accountability. I have a friend who recently left a job at CBC Radio somewhere in the country. She'd regularly describe the machinations and bureaucratic puffery that engulfed the office -- and in describing the show she worked on, I was always struck by the sense of just how incredibly overmanaged she was. There seemed to be three or four people doing one job. It sounded like a nightmare. And none of the machinations made content any better.

When the pressure comes to fix bureaucratic organizations, the people at the top never, ever seem to trim the bureaucracy. I saw this on a much smaller scale when I was at the start of my career at the Province of Ontario's educational broadcaster, TVOntario. Very often there, you'd see decisions made that just were not in the interest of making television, which was nominally the product we were selling. In fact, the tail wagged the dog: television needs were constantly subverted and sublimated to the needs of the bureaucracy. Shortly before I left, climbing up the next rung in the career ladder, I found myself in a huge meeting of about forty people discussing the then-revolutionary topic of what we were going to do about the internet. I looked around, and saw that I was easily the youngest, least experienced person there -- but damn, the things coming out of people's mouths were embarrassing. (A few of these people are still in Canadian broadcasting. And some are in great positions of responsibility.)

Of those forty people, there were about six or eight of us that had anything to do with TV. I went to the bathroom, splashed water on my face, went back to my office and started phoning around for other jobs.

What does this have to do with legacy?

Bureaucratic organizations just cannot be trusted to make decisions that have to do with history or legacy when it comes to broadcasting. TV and cultural product is simply different. It's not just a product, it's a reflection of a society. And as the notion of "reality" becomes ever faker thanks to TV, preserving that which helps us really define our industry grows ever more important.

Here's the kind of thinking that I'm talking about. To many fans, it's inconceivable to think this, but great swaths of early TV shows were once erased by organizations like the BBC and NBC because they needed space. That's why many early seasons of Doctor Who are missing. It's why we have very little of the early Tonight Shows with Johnny Carson. Now, the United States has the Museum of TV and Radio, and the BBC has become much more rigorous with preserving its history.

But right now, even as other organizations start to realize what they have, and recognize legacy, the CBC is looking to do something monumentally stupid.

Yes, CBC recently did something great for Canadian TV history. But they're about to undo that good work, through a bureaucratic, widget-minded decision that will seriously impact the legacy of broadcasting in this country for years to come.

They're going to close their design department.

Even more than firing all the publicists, as they did in 2005 (a move that everybody but CBC Management and Media Profile now know was an utter disaster -- outsourcing having proven more expensive and less effective than what they had before) this move is a true case of ignoring legacy in favor of expediency.

In this case, kids...brace yourself for the big ha ha. They want to get rid of these floors on the huge Broadcast Centre in Toronto -- the one we all paid for to be built in the 1980's -- so they can rent them out for real estate.

Meanwhile, the costs have already started to come back about life in the post-CBC Design Department era, and lo and behold, it looks like it's not going to be cheaper to outsource! Wow! Who'dathunkit? Doesn't matter, though, because by the time that really filters out, the decision makers will have rolled over! yayyy!

As you watch this video, I want you to marvel at the fact that CBC -- who are supposed to be making TV -- are getting rid of the people who make stuff for TV. It's hard to believe that it even made it this long, but it did...and there's no organization in place that's going to preserve ANY OF THIS.

Whatever your argument about outsourcing - I want you to pay close attention to those pans over old phone booths, lamps, period washers -- all this stuff that the CBC has right there, ready to be used -- all of that was built up, paid for by years of the tax dollars you use to fund the CBC. This is the CBC's legacy, but it's yours too. But now it's going to be sold off piece by piece. And anybody who wants to do something with this stuff in the future won't be able to go to one place. That's right. We're going to do something to make it harder to make TV in this country.

Of course, in the new bureaucratic world of CBC, that might actually be the point. Sell the store, then no one can complain when you can't open up for business. It's already done. No use crying over spilt milk.

They'll probably find a way to lose money on the real estate lease, too.

It doesn't matter that in years to come, everyone will say this decision was a stupid, say, as wiping all that early Carson. By then it's going to be too late.

Your tax dollars, not at work. What a colossal goddamn shame.

Blood Ties: The Wrap Party

SO HERE it is, what precisely no one has been clamoring for...the gathering of the Blood Ties writers, from the wrap party Saturday night.

Back row (L to R): Rick Drew, Sarah Dodd, Denis McGrath
Middle Row:
Dennis Heaton, Shelley Eriksen, Travis McDonald, Tanya Huff (original books & "Stone Cold,") Peter Mohan (show creator & showrunner)
In Front: Mark Leiren-Young
Not Pictured/Present:
Charles Lazer, Victor Nicolle









And before you ask, yes -- there were Dead Things On Sticks...and they were delicious.

Although in this photo you can clearly see the chicken is trying to pitch me a story...something about the egg, blah blah blah, no one knows the truth, Man...

... those two effing hate each other.







Finally, lets play an awesome version of my favorite game: Spot the Actor in the Group of Writers.

Although, as Dennis is pointing out, there's just something about Travis.

Clockwise from L we have: Dennis Heaton, Me, Kyle Schmid (Henry Fitzroy) and Travis "Blue Shirt" McDonald.

Along with Peter Mohan, these three guys were the story department for the second half of the season. We worked hard, and laughed a whole lot. So there.

As for the rest of the photos from the Blood Ties wrap, I'm afraid they are already being flown to that secret warehouse where they put the Ark at the end of Raiders. They will be watched over forever by top men. Top. Men.