Friday, August 28, 2009

How Can It Be Copyright When It Feels So Copywrong?

SO LAST NIGHT, I attended a good old fashioned dog & pony.

The Copyright Consultation Town Hall took place in Toronto's Royal York Hotel. It was the second such event. There's also been a bunch of roundtables in places like Vancouver, and another one in Toronto yesterday where selected "industry representatives" make their case to the government about what needs to be done to bring Canada's copyright laws into the 21st century.

Copyright is an extraordinarily complex issue, made all the more complex by the rapidly changing nature of technology, and the issues that have sprung up around the use of that technology.

From the public side, from consumers -- there's a number of concerns that speak to individual rights -- many of which have been crystallized by the digitization of content and the ease of spreading that content around.

It's often framed as a showdown between the piraters who don't feel you should pay at all for TV shows and movies, and the industries that market, make and sell such content. But it's so much more than that. Digital locks or attempts to "copy proof" digital materials have led to embarrassing privacy-concerns, and concerns about tampering with users' systems. The Heavy Handed American Approach, where certain users were targeted and whacked with huge lawsuits to deter filesharing, have made martyrs of people who shouldn't be, and cast copyright holders as the bad guys, sometimes unfairly. There are all sorts of other legal, philosophical and creative issues swirling around, too. What is the public domain? Should big companies like Disney be allowed to pressure for extensions to copyright past the normal 50 year term? Should there be exemptions for things like parody, or satire? What about the use of copyrighted materials in classrooms? And what is a creator, anyway?

The landscape has changed so fast that the bill the Conservative Gov't tried to table last time (which died with the last election) is already out of date. As it stands, Canada's copyright law references VHS tapes, and is so out of date, it's almost like those early 20th century statutes that demand that someone run ahead of an automobile, telling pedestrians to get out of the way. There is much to disagree about around the subject of copyright -- and the horses are spooked. By being slow to take up this subject, Canada has fallen behind most other jurisdictions in the first world in figuring out what the balance between consumer rights and creators and copyright holders should be in the 21st Century digital economy.

So then, to last night. The 300 or so participants in the Town Hall had registered a few weeks ago when the event opened. I was notified by the WGC and registered. When I arrived last night, I got a name tag and a number. Three streams of people got to participate in the two hour session -- people drawn by lottery, a few "industry representatives" drawn by a different lottery, and web commenters, whose submissions were read out in the room by one of the facilitators. When your number got picked, you went up to the mic and started speaking. You had three minutes. That's it.

No matter what happened next, at best this would have been an imperfect, agonizing evening. There are so many perspectives, so many issues, and plenty of complexity to go around.

Except none of that came out.

After a moving first presentation by a musician who talked about his fears for his future livelihood and his moving desire to just be able to continue to make a living, there was a steady stream of representatives from the major Record Labels. All told, we heard from three people who worked for Warner Music (I heard later that there was a fourth,) a couple from Sony and several from Universal.

Now, it's no surprise that Record Companies turned out in force. Starting with the birth of the original Napster and all that came after it, the Major Record Labels (as opposed to the faux synonymous "music industry") have been the Canary in the Coalmine for the challenges of the digitization of content. And, sad to say, this is an industry that has not comported itself very well. From resisting the shift to legal digital downloads, to supporting punitive and outsized lawsuits, to flirting with the cure-all of digital locks that punished the legitimate purchaser more than the average pirate, the leadership of this industry has dropped the ball at just about every step. They've clung to a bricks-and-mortar, 20th century business model that rivaled the Hollywood studios for strange accounting practices, chargebacks, and largesse in the promotion, monetization and exploitation (in many senses of that word) of music.

In many ways, it's the screaming of these large labels -- and their lobbying groups like the RIAA, that have held back discussion of possible new ways forward, by focusing on their needs and monopolizing the debate.

And so it went last night. Speaker after speaker from the labels poured out their view of the rights of artists they were protecting, and the horrible impact of the losses of jobs in their corner of the industry.

Which is indeed sad. And unfortunate. And ... here's the Band Aid getting ripped off fast ... inevitable.

I imagine that the makers of sheet music, and player pianos experienced a similar agita as the technology changed. And I'm going to guess that the makers of intricate handsome cabs didn't all succeed in the auto industry. And pager makers didn't all get to switch to cell phones, American TV manufacturers saw their business shift to Japan and then China, the mimeograph industry fell to the Fax Machine and then Email, and so on and so on.

The thing is, as sad as the losses of jobs are -- and they are indeed sad, and unfortunate -- the arguments that these reps make, when they bother to make them -- are not solutions at all. The Genie is out of the bottle. Like a lot of literate people, I find myself very worried about the steady decline of the newspaper business. But I'm enormously relieved by the fact that I don't really see any calls from that industry to somehow, oh, I don't know, figure out a way to force more people to buy newspapers -- or to sue a Grandmother in Calgary because she passed her copy of the Herald onto her neighbour.

But speaker after speaker from the Record Labels got up, and made the same points, over and over, despite the admonitions from the moderator to please cede your time if your view had already been expressed. Well, their views were expressed. Ad nauseum. And they're points that you've probably already heard through any one of a hundred of their well-funded anti-piracy campaigns.

My heart sank a little every time someone introduced themselves as being from one of the labels, because I knew that there was three more minutes gone, where we wouldn't hear another point of view, another concern, and another possible solution. And inevitably, it seemed to tip the evening into exactly the place it shouldn't have been -- another discussion about the problems of the illegal filesharing of music.

Yes. That's a problem. But it's a well discussed problem, and it's not the only problem, and between the CRIA and the RIAA, it's a problem that their industry representatives have reflected to the government time and time again.

Interestingly enough, there were some other voices from the music industry -- as opposed to the record industry -- who went their own way, and discussed other possible models and solutions. Sophie Millman, a quite wonderful jazz musician (who my compatriots assured me also had the best shoes of the night,) got up and spoke in concrete terms about her specific experiences, and for the first time brought up a solution that goes another way from the American model: the blank media levy.

Introduced when home taping was the issue, the blank media levy is a charge that's put on blank cassettes and discs. That charge is invisible to the consumer -- worked into the markup on the product when you buy a stack of CD-Rs. In Millman's case, her share of a levy one year came in at about $12 000 -- which she said was a significant factor in her label deciding whether she could tour.

Now that example is specific and concrete, and as an artist, she was asking for a specific remedy: she felt that Canadian law should be amended to extend the levy to PVR's, hard drives, Ipods and the like.

Lots of you out there just groaned. I know. It's an awful, imperfect solution. But this is what artists and copyright creators are down to, now. Unlike many of the people speaking for the Labels, we accept the proposition that a portion of the audience will always choose to pirate our material. We know that can't be stopped -- not through lawsuits or digital locks. Some combination of going after wholesale, large scale piracy and an alternate, compensatory revenue stream is the only -- imperfect -- solution to many of us. It won't be as much as we would get if every copy of our work was bought and paid for -- but it's something.

It is truly amazing that most of the people in the room, whatever side they were on, would very blithely and easily agree that artists should be compensated for their work. But then, in the ideology, the hows and how-does-that-works become fuzzy and indistinct.

Well, content creators -- we, the ultimate freelancers, cannot afford to trust, and have it be indistinct. Any more than you would feel great about going to a job where the boss told you, "keep working, you're doing a good job and you deserve to get paid and, uh, we'll figure out a way to do that. Somehow. Someday."

"But I buy hard drives and I don't copy music or movies on them...." the chorus says.

Sure. Okay. Maybe that's so. I don't have kids. And I paid a whole bunch of taxes last year on income I generated from my intellectual property that went to schools, and daycare credits, and child benefits, and the upkeep of playgrounds.

Anyway, that's a bit of a tangent.

Other points of view that were buried or downplayed in the march-to-sameness from the label reps: A guy got up and made an excellent point about how a Canadian author's work falling into public domain resulted in an explosion of new annotated editions, and repurposing of the work. His presentation was marred somewhat by kind of an elitist lead-off that dogged teenagers and had the whiff of preciousness, but it was a new point -- and it made me want to click my heels.

A very nice University student got up, and made an extremely earnest presentation about what copyright meant to him. He was nervous, and didn't get all of what he wanted to say out, but I would have heard three more like him rather than another Record industry rep.

Intriguingly, one very articulate guy -- I remember neither his name or face -- spoke about opportunity. He's a guy who actually quit the business to get into the business of tracking usage and copyright online -- to collect and distribute monies to content creators. That's another piece of the pie that got short shrift -- the opportunities new business models, and ways of thinking might bring.

I've written for most of this post now about the artist or copyright holders' points of view, but of course there's another side of that -- the consumer. And unfortunately, the consumer really did get a bit of short shrift last night. The point was made not to restrict with digital locks, and many of the Web commenters made excellent points about the public's rights.

There were a couple of presenters talking on behalf of researchers and university libraries about trying to extend "fair dealing," -- the ability for researchers to use works for academic purposes. And there were a couple of authors' and writers' reps that argued why that might not be a way to go. Finally! Two sides of an issue given an airing.

I was there with my colleagues from the Writers Guild of Canada. K.L. Ashton does yeoman's work at the Guild on Policy issues -- Maureen Parker is the hardworking Executive Director, and then there were three of us who were wearing two hats -- working screenwriters, and members of the WGC Council. Jill Golick is a working writer and new media creator (you may know her from her story2oh and writing blogs). Rebecca Schechter is the President.

We all had our numbers, and notes, and thoughts on what we would say. But in the end, only my number got called.

And oh My Lord, was I nervous. Which is weird, because I normally have no problem talking in front of large groups. But partly, it was looking down on those notes and trying not to repeat points that had been made before, part of it was the responsibility and the knowledge that one point of view was already being over-represented...

...but part of it was just a pure and simple struggle. You see, I don't just get up there and talk as a creator. I'm a consumer too. I've been enraged by digital locks that got in the way of my perfectly legal use of paid-for material. I have issues with corporations subverting the Public Domain. I feel strongly about some aspects of Fair Dealing, especially when it comes to enshrining and carving out a place for parody, satire and fair comment. I don't know how what I do will be paid for in the future -- I'm not even sure that the format of what I do will survive. But I know in my heart that there's a way forward that puts the power in the hands of the individuals, and doesn't favour huge conglomerates -- because in the end, isn't that the real point of the digital revolution?

So I did the best I could. I was breathless, I got off a few jokes, I underlined the levy option as one way forward and I spoke up for Parody and Satire. And that was that.

I noticed later that Michael Geist -- who I don't always agree with 100%, but who certainly has a comprehensive handle on all these issues that speaks from the consumer side -- tweeted that I had done well, and that made me feel a bit better.

But when it comes to public reaction to Geist's summation of the event -- I get a growing, bad, restless feeling.

It's the same restless feeling that I've had when dealing with many of those who fully evangelize for what's become known as "fair copyright." And that's the blitheness with which they choose to paint everybody with the same brush.

You see it in the sneering attitudes toward "industry representatives." Like we're all equal. You know, when I'm called a lobbyist by somebody in a situation like that -- as I was last night -- I want to do more than groan. I kind of want to punch the fucker out. A Lobbyist? Excuse me? You try pouring your heart out to create something, trying to cobble together a living and encourage fellow travelers and make something entertaining and then turn around to wonder if it's all going to be for nothing in three or five years. You try sitting in Council meetings to serve your fellow writers, for which you get a pittance -- and then get called a lobbyist, while some dude has the nerve to talk about him making his 6 terrabyte server of other people's work available to the world makes him more virtuous than you. Lobbyist. Hey buddy -- fuck you.

What I know to be true is, far from being endlessly consulted, the WGC often doesn't get a seat at these tables. We struggle to make writers' voices heard. Nobody's chomping cigars and flying business class and living the high life. Lobbyists. Sheesh.

The sneering rhetoric and the blithe, "yes, yes, artists should get paid, but they should also remember that consumers are the ones paying the bills," is a bunch of self-congratulatory, cooler than school, information wants to be free, aren't we edgy, 21st century bullshit.

I'm a consumer, same as you. I struggle to try to find a middle ground between individual rights, and securing a viable economic future for people who do what I do. It's damn hard.

And as much as it may be disappointing to see so many record label folks speak -- they organized. They came out. You can whine about the fix, you can pooh-pooh and turn everyone who doesn't think like you into "the man," but the fact of the matter is -- you don't help your cause when you venerate guys like the last man who rushed the mike and delivered an incoherent ramble that was the only time all night where the copyright forum sounded a bit like a U.S. health care Town Hall forum. That is not your standard bearer.

Geist is a great resource. And Fair copyright is important. And I will be right there with you complaining if a bill comes around that gives the short stick to the consumers' rights in the digital future. But the smugness and the self-satisfying tone, and the casual dismissiveness towards people who, after all, are only worried about their entire livelihoods -- is odious. It doesn't make you a crusader, cochise.

It kind of just makes you a dick.




Alan? Is That You?

OKAY, THIS COMES courtesy Matt MacLennan. I laughed so hard I think I might have dislocated an intestine.

Mmm. Marrow.

THIS POST TITLE is nonsensical, I know. It's a little thing I like to do sometimes that makes it certain that if I ever need to go back and find this post, I will never be able to because I named it some weird thing instead of being straightforward and declarative.

In this case, I half remember some awesome thing on the Onion a few years back written as an open letter from a guy who just wanted your marrow. He would suck it out of your bones if he good. It basically devolved into, "just give me the goddamn marrow."

Now, we all know that time on the internet is measured in nanoseconds, and so something that happened two or three years ago might have been during the last ice age. But way, once upon a time, Josh Friedman, the showrunner of the (now shit-canned) Sarah Connor Chronicles, wrote a hilarious and funny and trenchant blog called "I Find Your Lack of Faith Disturbing." Josh, besides being the guy who got the whole Snakes on a Plane meme going, would occasionally drop bon mots and pearls of wisdom that really amounted to nothing less than pure screenwriter marrow.

Well, he's guest blogging this week at io9.com. Go. Suck out the marrow.


-- A seriously, seriously cool article about world-building...



...this is all part of their "TV Ate My Brain Week," and former Heroes and current Day One writer/creator Jesse Alexander is also blogging.

Go forth and read.

Morr et Elevun at Eleven


Y'KNOW YOU can argue skills all you want. You can make the case that training, and experience, and professionalism matters. You can make sure to be prepared, so that when a natural disaster hits, you're there ready to fulfill your societal function and clean up in the ratings too.

Or you can just hire anybody, pay them crap, not care about the product and...uh...well...

Y'know, let's just go with the pic. This #epicFAIL brought to you by Writer-Producer Chantal Jackson:



"Can we get school in there one more time so people know what we're talking about?"

Thursday, August 27, 2009

What Corner Gas' Gemini Snub Means

IT'S INTERESTING TO contemplate a tale of two awards shows and what they reveal about the industries they celebrate -- or attempt to.

A few weeks ago the Emmys got into a flap when the producer wanted to bump some awards -- the writing awards among them -- off the live broadcast. A storm ensued, with over a hundred showrunners signing a petition against the move, and the Guilds threatening not to allow the use of no-fee clips.

The Producer backed down, but lost in the back in forth was the reason why he'd tried to institute the change in the first place: Ratings for the broadcast are way down, and he thinks it's the shows that get nominated.

There's no question that in the last few years, the quality baton has passed out of the hands of the networks and to some of the edgier cable shows. The Sopranos and HBO was one thing, but when AMC is picking up more statues, it's an "uh oh." Because, critical darlings that they are, huge tastemakers and drivers of fashion spreads in magazines -- shows like Mad Men, Damages, and Breaking Bad are not being watched by tens of millions of Americans.

This turn of events is in itself, interesting, since the knock on the Emmy's has been traditionally that they were out of touch -- rewarding the same programs year after year, instead of celebrating the new; being sentimental and attached to comfort shows instead of really celebrating the best.

But whatever the year's controversies may be -- people know the shows, and those who like to follow awards shows have plenty of fodder. The Emmys are a known quantity, and the faces that pop up in the audience are familiar to Americans, like old shoes.

Now let's contrast that with the Gemini Awards.

The Geminis came out of the old Actra awards about a quarter-century ago. The idea was always to raise the profile of the Canadian industry by honouring our best talent and brightest programs and personalities.

It's always been a harder road, of course, because so much of the TV viewership in this country is directed south, all the time. There's also not nearly the breadth and depth of material from which to draw nominees. Sometimes, in some categories, it seems like every possible show that could be submitted, is. That can lead to grumbling that we're now giving out awards to celebrate baseline competence -- "Yay! It Got Finished!" -- instead of excellence.

There are bright spots. Take a look at the Best Drama Series nominees:

Being Erica, The Border, Flashpoint, The Tudors, ZOS: Zone of Separation.

Those are five great shows. All of them are well-made, though very different in execution and subject matter. (And yes, I know, I should say here that I did indeed work on The Border last year.)

They're also shows that have varying degrees of audience familiarity. Flashpoint leads that pack and ZOS inevitably trails it, but still, these are all shows that it would be difficult to quibble about the nomination.

When the noms were announced yesterday, it took a while before anybody noticed the big, missing link. Corner Gas was not nominated in a single category.

Not for acting, direction, writing -- nothing. And this, for the show's last season.

That's the thing about the Emmys. They do listen to their history and make sure to venerate the things that came before.

So what happened? Why did Corner Gas -- a show that was consistently both a critical and a ratings favorite over its run, a show that finished up in April with the astounding figure of nearly three million Canadian viewers tuning in?

I've heard lots of grumbles. Some suggested some sort of organized backlash for the plug being pulled on the show early. Some saw a typical Canadian response, "there's nothing we won't do to punish a success here!" But the true answer is probably a lot simpler, and it lies in the way that the Gemini winners are selected.

It's a juried award, which means that a volunteer group screens all the entries and decides on the nominees. That jury has a lot of power, and a lot of sway, and depending how it's made up, you can favor certain things, favor your friends, or fulfill vendettas, say what you will.

I've been on at least a half a dozen Gemini juries over the years, and served as chairman of one. When I was chair, I tried to balance my jury with writers (it was a writing category) of different perspectives, ages, and experience levels, so that we really could give everything a more or less fair shake. I was aware of my own biases, and compensated accordingly.

Comedy is subjective. And Corner Gas comes from a particular school of gentle humor. And it's not necessarily the kind of humor that, say, a lot of young comics might celebrate.

I have no doubt that the juries deciding Corner Gas' unsuitability for a nomination approached their task earnestly, and really tried to nominate what they thought were the best shows. But now we're stuck with a credibility problem and a particularly thorny one for the Canadian industry:

The Geminis do NOT have a high profile. Many Canadians already haven't heard of the shows that are nominated. But now we're in a place where even people who work in the industry haven't heard of some of the shows getting nominations! And the show that's been both a success critically, and with the audience, doesn't make the cut for its swansong season? I'm afraid that gets us optically right back into the camp where people can point at people in the TV industry and say, "see? they don't care about the audience."

I was talking to a friend of mine who did get a comedy series nomination, and we agreed that the shutout of Gas is unfortunate because it taints the whole category. If you competed against Gas, and won, that would be great. If you lost, fine. But to know that it wasn't even in the running is to somehow put some fatal asterisk beside the nomination you did get. And that's very unfortunate.

The Geminis have a whole host of very serious problems, that it's time the Academy dealt with. Bloated beyond belief, the fact that there are now 99 categories is pretty scandalous.

Four nights to hand out the trophies is indulgent, and if you read the category lists, the distinctions are so hard to understand, so completely outside the ken of the average person, that the PR value in them is lost. I mean, I work in the industry and I have a hard time telling you what the difference between best Lifestyle Information Segment and Best Magazine Show would be. And that goes for the endless slices of Acting Categories and yes, writing categories too.

We're simply not that large an industry. Everything shouldn't get an award. On some of those juries, I've sat through stuff that was barely competent, which makes you think that the game of submitting for an award is fatally flawed, too.

Frankly, the whole thing seems to be a bit of a cash grab. And the fact that the Academy has not been successful in bringing CTV back into the fold in the News Categories gives an unforgiveable taint to all of those awards. This isn't the Golden Globes, where it doesn't matter if the whole thing's corrupt because big stars are getting drunk in the audience... this is, at least partially, our industry making its case that we can be popular and relevant.

But right now, the Geminis are neither.

If the Geminis are ever going to be anything other than a punchline, they need to take a look at the jury procedure. They need to streamline the categories to a more manageable number -- even if that DOES mean fewer entry fees. They need to come up with a workable and new system for the News awards so that everyone feels they can participate and the deck isn't stacked against them. (They should also consider moving the News Awards to a different time of the year -- nothing's being gained by having them all lumped together like that -- except maybe a deal on chicken dinners and venue -- and yeah, that's a problem too.)

The idea of the different-night galas kind of burns me a bit too. I never meet anybody I used to work with when I was Producing lifestyle stuff, because that's a different night. Don't we want a bit of cross pollination? Shouldn't that be one of the goals?

In the end, you have to ask is this a trade show? Or is it supposed to be something that the public can care about, too? We all say we want the latter, but it's ludicrous to deny that what we've really got is the former.

Blanking the show that reached 3 million fans, and redefined the notion of a successful Canadian show?

Not a great way to make our case.

Opening the Vault to talk Specs

SO I'M BACK at the start of trying to come up with new development stuff. So I was rereading some old process posts of mine. I know a few people read and linked to my recent articles about the steps involved in production writing. That was from a perspective of working on a 'go' show. When it comes to speccing stuff from scratch, I did write about that too -- but in a much earlier series of posts -- which I'll happily dredge up for you now.

Starting out, or Know Your Shit Cold

(It's amusing to see how chipper I was then.)

Then a little while later I outlined my process of writing a spec.


At the end of Part Three I talk about doing a Part Four. And I'm sure in the deep sands of time, I felt I had more to say about reading your spec back. But things happened, and Part Four never did, and now I can't figure out what the hell I was going to say. So there is no Part Four. Sorry.

Or Maybe, just maybe, Part Four is UP TO YOU.

Right? Right?

Nah. There's no part four. Just move it along, now.

Of course, once you're reading your script back, I guess any of a number of old posts could spiritually be your Part Four.

Like -- remember the cup. Be critical, but not too critical. Do try to avoid directing on the page, or throwing in music cues.

And if you're lucky, on the other end, maybe, just maybe, you may have pulled off The Impossible Trick.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Uncle.

I HAVE NOTHING to say today that would be half as entertaining as if you went to Will Dixon's joint and watched the trailers he has up there. The End.

Lions.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

March to The Geminis, 2009 Edition

SO THIS MORNING the nominees for the 24th Annual Gemini Awards were announced. The 758 Awards, recognizing excellence in Canadian English Language TV, will be handed out over something like 17 nights in October and November.

The list of awards is truly astounding, and odd (I mean, what is the distinction between Best Lifestyle and Practical Information segment and Best News Magazine Segment? And really, considering the crash in the MOW and Miniseries market in the last couple of years, can we really field TEN nominees between two categories to warrant a prize? Shouldn't the choice be hard?) Anyway.

I won't torture you by listing all the awards, but if you're so inclined you can browse them here. Below is a list of the craftier awards that should be of interest to writerly types:



Best Dramatic TV Series


Being Erica
p. David Fortier, Aaron Martin, Ivan Schneeberg, Jana Sinyor
(Temple Street Productions)

The Border
p. Peter Raymont, David Barlow, Brian Dennis, Janet MacLean
(White Pine Pictures)

Flashpoint
p. Anne Marie La Traverse, Bill Mustos
(Flashpoint Season 1 Inc., PINK SKY ENTERTAINMENT INC., AVAMAR ENTERTAINMENT INC.)

The Tudors
p. Sheila Hockin, Morgan O'Sullivan
(Peace Arch Television Ltd., PA Tudors II Inc., TM Productions)

ZOS: Zone of Separation
p. Paul Gross, Mario Azzopardi, Malcolm MacRury, Andrea Raffaghello, Frank Siracusa
(Whizbang Films, Sulari Productions Inc.)


Best Comedy Program or Series



Best Dramatic Mini Series

Burn Up
p. Tom Cox, Stephen Garrett
(Seven 24 Films Inc., Kudos Film and Television)

Diamonds
p. Jennifer Kawaja, Liz Jarvis, Phyllis Laing, Philo Pieterse, Julia Sereny, Carrie Stein, Simon Vaughan, Nick Witkowski
(Sienna Films, Rough Cut Pictures Inc., Rough Productions Litd., Love Reigns (Pty) Ltd.)

The Last Templar
p. Michael Prupas, Robert Halmi Sr., Robert Halmi, Jr., Irene Litinsky
(Templar Productions (Muse) Inc.)

XIII
p. Jay Firestone, Thomas Anargyros, Edouard De Vesinne
(Prodigy Pictures, Cipango)

Best TV Movie

Celine
p. Laszlo Barna, Steven Silver
(Barna-Alper Productions Inc.)

Elijah
p. Blake Corbet, Gigi Boyd, Kevin Eastwood, Christopher Leeson, Lisa Meeches, Mary Anne Waterhouse
(Anagram Pictures Inc., Eagle Vision (Manitoba))

In a World Created By a Drunken God
p. Kirstie McLellan Day, Larry Day
(Pyramid Productions Inc.)

Of Murder and Memory
p. Ilana Frank, Semi Chellas, Daniel Iron, David Wellington
(Thump Inc., Oasis International)

The Secret of the Nutcracker
p. Joe Novak, Matt Gillespie, Shirley Vercruysse
(Joe Media Group Inc.)

The Terrorist Next Door
p. Pierre Sarrazin, Suzette Couture, Richard Lalonde, Susan Murdoch
(Sarrazin Couture Entertainment, Forum Films Inc.)


Best Animated Program or Series


Best Children's or Youth Fiction Program or Series (man that one rolls off the tongue, don't it?)

Instant Star 4
p. Linda Schuyler, David Lowe, Stephen Stohn, Stephanie Williams
(Epitome Pictures Inc.)

The Latest Buzz
p. Steven DeNure, Neil Court, Kevin May, Brent Piaskoski, Beth Stevenson
(Decode Entertainment Inc., DECODE/Buzz Productions Inc.)

Life with Derek
p. Christina Jennings, Daphne Ballon, Jeff Biederman, Suzanne French, Scott Garvie, Laurie McLarty
(Shaftesbury Films Inc.)

Best Writing in a Comedy or Variety Series

Mark De Angelis, David Guy Mackenzie, George Westerholm
The 29th Annual Genie Awards

Adam Reid, Max Reid
Billable Hours
A Manson for All Seasons

Matt Alden, Dana Andersen, Sheldon Elter, Jeff Halaby, Howie Miller, Ryan Parker
CAUTION: May Contain Nuts - Season 1
Episode 3

Mark McKinney
Less Than Kind
Careers Day

Kenny Hotz, Derek Harvie
Testees
Memory Loss

Best Writing in a Dramatic Series

Mark Ellis, Stephanie Morgenstern
Flashpoint
Haunting the Barn

Lori Spring
Murdoch Mysteries
I, Murdoch

Floyd Kane
Soul
Fathers and Daughters

Brad Wright
Stargate Atlantis
The Shrine

Michael Hirst
The Tudors
Episode 205


Best Writing in a Children's or Youth Program or Series

Richard Clark
Grossology
The New Recruits

Victor Nicolle, Sandy Flanagan, Dennis Heaton
Jibber Jabber
"Night of the Werewolf"/"Enter the Jelly"

Sean Jara
The Latest Buzz
The First Impressions Issue

Jeff Biederman
Life with Derek
Just Friends

Steven Westren
My Friend Rabbit
Frog On A Log


Best Writing in a Dramatic Program or Mini Series


Donald Martin
Celine

David Vainola
Diamonds

Tony Marchant
Diverted

Blake Corbet
Elijah

David Wolkove
XIII
Day of the Black Sun

Best Writing in a Documentary Program or Series

Robert Cornellier, Paul Carvalho
Black Wave The Legacy of the Exxon Valdez

Sheona McDonald
Capturing a Short Life

Tracy Deer
Club Native

Araz Artinian
The Genocide in Me

Larry Weinstein, Harvey Sachs
Toscanini: In His Own Words

Congrats to all the nominees.

UPDATE - but on a personal note - boo to whichever juries handled the Best Comedy and Best Comedy Writing nominations. Shutting out Corner Gas -- a well made show that's both critically and popular with Canadians, in its final season, doesn't really help the cause of, you know, making us seem very in touch with the Canadian psyche.

Every Day's a Good Day for a Comedy Wank

JAIME WEINMAN, with his usual delightful minutae, analyses the various joke-telling styles employed on The Colbert Report, calling attention to the departure of the Executive Producer, an article in Vanity Fair, and eventually tracing it back -- as any good fan of modern comedy will -- to the Marx Brothers. An excerpt:

Silverman described a typical Colbert Report day in this recent interview excerpted in Vanity Fair, which also includes a great discussion of what she calls “status shifts” in a comedy scene: how a lot of the comedy comes from who is in control of the scene, and how a good sketch can transfer control (and with it, power) from one character to another and then back again, instead of just sticking with one relationship (straight man/stooge) through the whole scene.

I once wrote a sketch on Late Night With Conan O’Brien that I liked because it dealt with some issues that were on my mind at the time.

The sketch started with Conan returning from a commercial break and saying something to the effect of, “I’ve got to tell you, sometimes being a talk show host makes me feel a little guilty. I could have been a lawyer or a doctor—that would have been way more valuable to society.”

There was an actor in the audience who piped up, “Excuse me, Conan. I am a doctor, and I just wanted to let you know that you couldn’t have become a doctor, so just stop worrying about it. You just don’t have the skills to be a doctor—or the intellect!” The “doctor” then injures an audience member and demands that Conan prove that he actually could have been a physician. Conan manages to treat this “patient” brilliantly.

It starts with a switch: At first, Conan is in charge and says, “I could have been a doctor.” The doctor says, “No, actually, I am in charge, and you couldn’t have become a doctor even if you’d wanted to.” And then it switches once again.

She discusses this in reference to a Conan O’Brien sketch, but it’s very applicable to the world of The Colbert Report: part of the fun of a good segment is that even when he’s alone at the desk, he bounces back and forth between having and losing control.

For the full article and Weinman's contention of why the Marx brothers did it better, click here.

Are You Ready?

THE EVENTS OF recent days have me more convinced of this than ever:

Eventually, it will come down to a war. A bloody, hand-to-hand, no-holds-barred, unprotected, bare-knuckled, no condom-wearing, scratching permitted, all out rhetorical, sartorial, chemical, biological, and nuclear war between Homo Sapiens and Homo Solipsis.

You know them as Reality Show Stars/Contestants.

Every day their ranks grow.

There won't be time for Marquis De Queensbury rules, G. We're talking about the very survival of the species.

And that's one Immunity Challenge humanity can't afford to lose. While you're out there fretting over the possibility of a zombie apocalypse, the real threat goes unchecked.

I say we start the culling now. Who's with me?

Monday, August 24, 2009

New Routines & No Surprise Mondays

I REMEMBER when I used to be surprised by movies and TV shows. Something that I tuned into thinking it would be lame and awful would turn out to be delightful. It used to happen a lot.

Now, I used to go see a lot more movies in the theatre, granted. And I'd even take a chance on movies that I thought would probably suck. It's been forever since I did that.

I was a little surprised the 2009 reboot of Star Trek was as good as it was -- but I wanted to see that movie, and I was rooting for it to be good. So that's different.

But that sense of delightful surprise, of really discovering something special, tends for me now to be restricted to shows and films I've never heard of at all. It's easy to be surprised by something when you have no preconceived notions about it. But overcoming that jaded, Spidey sense? Not so easy. It's like years of plaque has built up on my joy receptors. If I think it's gonna be crappy -- it's usually crappy.

Which is why recently I was so surprised, and delighted by I Love You Man.

I have a certain low-level, seen it before expectation from that Apatow school of movie. Forgetting Sarah Marshall had a few great laughs, but wasn't as good as Superbad, etc, etc.

So I was shocked watching I Love You Man to see that at its heart, it's actually a pretty elegantly told story. And it made me think that maybe the key to subverting the expectation of the jaded, seen-it-all viewer is to not swing for the fences on the big twist -- (that's soooo 1999) but just to subvert constantly, through little choices you make at every point in the plot.

I Love You Man does this in a dozen different ways. (Mild sort-of-spoilers follow.)

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Okay. Andy Samberg's gay brother is more macho and guy-guy than Paul Rudd. Rashida Jones finally gets to play a character in one of these things that isn't a type, or a cardboard cutout. You're with her in every reaction. In fact, one of the nicest things about the film is that there's not really any bad guy. You can understand the choices made by every character, and most are acting not out of any crazy movie-logic, but as a real person might in that situation. (Sure, there's Favreau and the rival real estate agent, but even something about the two
of them stops short of the usual "bad guy" trope in a film like this.)

Jason Segel isn't unhinged. He's not crazy. And the central idea -- a romantic comedy where the object of affection is not the romance, but the bromance, well, hell. Never in a million years did I think that was going to work. I thought that was going to be Baby Mama lame.

But it wasn't. From the dorky Rush jokes, right down to the failure to find a nickname, the slappin' the bass riffs, and ... uh... Lou Ferrigno.

I'm just blown away by how much I really enjoyed this movie, and thought it was well written, funny, and true.

So anyway, there you go. Every once in a while the old dog sees a new trick.

Have you had a similar experience lately?

Been surprised by a film or a book or a TV show that you were convinced was going to suck, but actually turned out to be enjoyable? (And not in that shameful guilty pleasure kind of way -- I've watched Showgirls with the commentary on, too.)

Have at it in the comments.

I'm back into trying to get a new routine going -- in preparation for getting into my new office next week, so I don't know how much I'll be blogging this week. We'll see.

Again, anybody want to try a guest post, email me and we'll talk.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Comedy Wank Fridays!

JAIME WEINMAN'S minutae-chewing dissection of the type of "comedy writer" jokes he hates on the Simpsons is just too good not to call attention to here.

BTW, a good friend of mine -- and you know who you are -- is both a comedy writer, and a shameless whore for these kinds of jokes. And when he says them, mostly I laugh. Because I have weak sauce.


Getting CanTeeVee Cheesy

SIMON HOUPT is a sharp writer for the Globe & Mail, and it looks like he's starting a new gig that sounds a lot like the beat I used to cover lo those many moons ago on media television: he's the Globe's new Marketing and Advertising reporter.

In his first dispatch, he runs down a bit of the particular challenges of making Product Integration work on Canadian shows. I have to admit, I'm a lot less worked up over this than I used to be. Call it attrition fatigue -- but of all the things that are stacked against us here, product integration is pretty far down the list.

Today, viewers who objected to the ham-fisted wedging of these ads into their favourite shows just a few years ago largely shrug off the commercial placements, not only on reality shows like Survivor, Top Chef, and American Idol but also on Emmy-winning fare like The Office and 30 Rock.

When Ben Silverman, the co-chairman of NBC Entertainment, left the network last month, he did so to join up with Barry Diller's IAC/InterActiveCorp for a new venture that will create branded entertainment: television shows seamlessly blending advertising into the content.

Canadian advertisers say that's a game they can't hope to play. Marketers here note that deals securing placement of a major brand on a U.S. network are struck between multinationals who have no time to worry about the concerns of a branch office in Toronto, which may believe a different creative approach is required to appeal to Canadian consumers.


The article touches on several of the unique problems of growing this revenue stream in Canada. For my money, you can toss a coin to see which is more of a challenge -- the general conservative nature of Canadian advertisers, or the very real fact that placements for 20K are often more trouble than they're worth. If a placement buys you an extra day's shooting, great. But if you're going to keep three people running around for weeks for something that's not even going to buy you a day - ehh. not so much.


Interesting fact that jumped out at me, that I didn't know -- the network takes up to 60% of any revenue deal. Man! Sixty damn percent! There is just no end to the vise-like problem of raising a budget here.

Brrr.

Whenever I feel sorry for Canadian Producers, it's like an angel walks over my grave... :)

...and for the record. I'd be happy to write in Advil. Sweet, sweet Advil. Advil Blue, I love you.