Sunday, April 18, 2010

Patton Ouch-walt*

I'm feeling pretty bad for Patton Oswalt right now. I'm a big fan (no pun intended): I've listened to some of his comedy routines dozens of times and they still make me laugh; his Spence Olchin on The King of Queens remains one of TV's greatest lovable losers; Ratatouille is one of my favorite Pixar films.

But this guy just cannot catch a break lately. First came the news that Megan Mullally tried to get him booted from his Broadway debut in Lips Together, Teeth Apart. Now comes word that he's been replaced in the sitcom he was to star in alongside Matthew Broderick, called Beach Lane.

I don't know a thing about Beach Lane, but I do know that a new sitcom starring Patton Oswalt gets added to my "must watch" list, and one without him pretty much fades into obscurity along with all of the others that aren't Modern Family, 30 Rock, and Always Sunny.

So, hurray for my life that I have 30 more minutes available to me. But a great big un-hooray for a television lineup that fails to fulfill the recommended daily allowance of Patton Oswalt.

* Yes, I know: the title's too clever by half. I was desperate, okay?

Friday, April 16, 2010

King Conan

Okay, let me see if I have this straight:

NBC floats the idea to bump Conan O'Brien back half-an-hour for Jay Leno, and this means Jay Leno is Satan and NBC execs his drooling demonic underlings. Conan O'Brien bumps George Lopez back an hour and he's still THE GREATEST GUY IN THE WORLD EVER.

Yeah, he's THE GREATEST GUY IN THE WORLD EVER to bump two other late-night hosts from their perches. Let's all hurry up and root for this swell guy, shall we?

Michael v. Tobias

Still not sure an Arrested Development movie is a good idea; there's a lot to be said for leaving well enough alone. But I suppose it's good news that Jason Bateman thinks David Cross jumped the gun by saying the flick wouldn't happen.

BTW: That show's the best thing about the Netflix streaming service. I have all three seasons in my queue and can just jump in there whenever and catch an episode or two. Or three. It soothes the never-nude in me.