Everything we canât stop loving, hating, and thinking about this week in pop culture.
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This week: - The delightful triumph of Abbott Elementary. - All the Sundance stuff to get excited about. - Revisiting This Is Us for a good cry. - Paula Abdul is doing what now? - Euphoria makes me feel personally attacked. Abbott Elementary, the Absolute Delight We All Deserve Sometimes, even with these wintry temperatures keeping us housebound and lonely in year 47 of an isolating and traumatizing pandemic, you all do something that melts my icicle-caked heart. That frost is a preservation tacticâa protector against crushing disappointment; a defense mechanism that has crystallized after expecting the worst for so long. Yes, I could be talking quite seriously about, well, pretty much anything you see when you click on any news website. (Might I recommend a scroll through [thedailybeast.com](?) But Iâm more selfishly referring to what I try to do: peruse through endless options of entertainment in order to point you toward something genuinely worthwhile so that you may experience joy, emotional catharsis, and sometimes even greatness to fulfill you while everything else around us is so bad. And then what happens instead: you all watch [Too Hot to Handle on Netflix](. But this thawed heart of mine is fluttering like a hummingbird in spring, like a fairytale princessâ eyelashes after being awakened from an enchanted slumber by a kiss, like my gay friendsâ excited applause when we learn that bottomless mimosas at brunch are only $10 extra. It was reported this week that one of this TV seasonâs most precious gems, a small network comedy that I was all but certain, based on viewership trends, would be completely ignored and quickly forgotten aboutâdespite the fact [that it is so funny and smart](âis actually being watched by people. By a lot of people. You all are turning [ABCâs Abbott Elementary]( into an actual hit! The [Office-inspired]( comedy series, about teachers at an inner city school in Philadelphia getting by in spite of a lack of resources, has aired five charming, laugh-out-loud funny episodes so far. What began as quiet word of mouth praising the seriesââHey, this show is pretty good!ââhas grown into a screaming obsession. Or, at least, the 2022 equivalent thereof: everyone on social media seems to be posting about it. Unlike other broadcast hits, Abbott Elementary doesnât star big names and isnât a spin-off from any legacy brand (like [Young Sheldon]( or [The Conners](). Thereâs no edgy provocation or convoluted high concept used to attract viewers. Itâs so much simpler than that. Itâs an impeccably cast show with sharp writing and a lot of heart that, without being patronizing, feels incredibly current and resonant. Teachers deserve our attention! And, as Abbott Elementary makes the point week after week, much more respect and a lot more resources. [Deadline reported this week]( that Abbott Elementary is ABCâs first series to quadruple its ratings in the span of 35 days, at least in the years since that metric has been measured. Sure, even the showâs creator and star, Quinta Brunson, wasnât exactly sure what the specifics of that stat meansââI had to google MP35, too,â [she tweeted](âbeyond the fact that this is obviously great news: âThank you so much for watching everyone!â I normally like to remind myself that what Iâm seeing on my social media feeds is, usually, a curated echo chamber of my own tastes and interests. So while Iâve delighted this past month in seeing more and more screenshots of funny moments from the show and tweets recommending it, it was unclear until now if that enthusiasm translated into real life. Itâs one thing when everyone on Twitter is losing their minds over Succession. Itâs another when theyâre all collectively going apeshit for a TV series in which one episodeâs major plotline was teachers desperately trying to get new rugs for their classrooms. A few choice moments memorialized by Abbott Elementary fans in recent weeks? The hilarious plot from this weekâs episode, in which Chris Perfettiâs Mr. Hill has his ego bruised when his students keep roasting him: Nearly everything said by Janelle Jamesâ Principal Ava Coleman, an aspiring TikTok star who arranges studentsâ files by their dadsâ sexiness and forgets important information if theyâre told to her during Essence Fest. (Her reaction when she thought Janine looked âpale like a zombieâ is seared into my brain: âYou know, they eat the hottest people first. Let me back my tasty ass up.â) And even just cute moments that seize on the specific hilarity of what it means to be a teacher: Then thereâs the growing chorus championing a cause I think we can and should all get behind: That the legendary Sheryl Lee Ralph zooms to the top of anyoneâs list of award-worthy performances that should be considered at the next Emmy Awards. She plays Mrs. Howard, a teaching veteran and proud, classy Black woman who both stands in defiance ofâbut is amused and even encouraged byâthe younger teachersâ pursuit of reform and validation. She moves comedic mountains with a pursed smile and a raised eyebrow, and sheâs got the crack timing and, especially important on this show, the warmth of a seasoned pro. (Search [âSheryl Lee Ralph Emmyâ on Twitter]( and prepare for an endless scroll.) I think, especially now, weâre all seeking out nice things. Weâre certainly yearning for nice things. Itâs why itâs been so confusing and frustrating that, so often when theyâre sitting right there, the masses tend to ignore them in favor of something buzzier and worse. Abbott Elementary is a genuine, earnest, heartfelt comedy, with a Black female creator and predominantly Black cast, about the experiences of teachers and students in a Black community that is never exploited or patronized. Itâs so nice that I was certain everyone would ignore it. Iâm so glad youâre not. The Very Best of Sundance 2022 (aka Movies to Get Excited For) The hottest, sexiest, most star-studded venue in Hollywood these last two weeks was, as it should always be, my couch. Well, it was a multi-venue affair. My colleagues Marlow Stern and Laura Bradleyâs sofas were pretty bumping, too. The three of us stalwartly covered the 2022 virtual Sundance Film Festival, which, for the second year in a row, traded the thrill and exhilaration of sampling what may be the next yearâs most exciting films while gallivanting around Park City, Utah, for the challenge of trying to gauge what might get people talking while⦠not being around other people who are talking. But that wonât stop us from sharing our personal favorites. I swooned hard for Emma Thompsonâs sensational [performance in Good Luck to You, Leo Grande](, one of the frankest films about sexual shame and regretâand then one of the most refreshing and cathartic about what happens when you free itâthat Iâve seen. The arguable Queen of Sundance was Dakota Johnson, who triumphed over a bizarre [story thatâs gone viral]( about her allegedly once locking customers in a coffee shop (???) with two standout performances in Am I OK? and Cha Cha Real Smooth. Both also happen to be maybe the most crowd-pleasing entries at the fest, with the latter scoring the biggest sale (so far) of [$15 million to Apple](. And while theyâve already played at other festivals, the features After Yang and The Worst Person in the World, which both pulse with tender, complicated emotion and some sensational abs, are absolute standouts. While it tends to seem like decades pass between when you read critics like us talking about these movies at festivals and when you can actually see them, the horrifying, transfixing, and absolutely [must-watch docuseries We Need to Talk About Cosby]( premieres Sunday night on Showtime. I promise you, as difficult as the subject matter is, itâs far more fascinating and enlightening than you may expect. Marlow was also big on the documentary slate this year, starting with [Sara Dosaâs Fire of Love](, which sold for a seven-figure deal to NatGeo. âItâs a fascinating excavation of the love, lives, and passions of Katia and Maurice Krafft, two of the worldâs leading volcanologists (and a couple) who died during a volcanic eruption,â he says. âThe stunning archival footage, coupled with Dosaâs soft narration, provides a borderline hypnotic experience.â He also singled out Paula Eiselt and Tonya Lewis Leeâs Aftershock, âa vital exploration of Americaâs maternal health care crisisâand more specifically, how Black women are being failed by a system that discriminates against them at nearly every turn.â Both Marlow and Laura [fawned over Sirens](, which profiles the first (and only) all-female thrash metal in Lebanon, Slaves to Siren. It âwill make you fall head over shit-kickinâ boots for these righteous rebels pushing back against the rigid status quo,â Marlow says, while Laura echoes, âIâm allergic to the word âbadassâ in the year of our lord 2022, but if anyoneâs earned the label itâs these rebellious young women.â Laura also [recommends Phoenix Rising](, in which Evan Rachel Wood details her harrowing allegations of abuse against Marilyn Manson, and [Framing Agnes](, about a push for a more complicated kind of trans representation. It was an âembarrassment of riches for horror fans,â she says, singling out [Goran Stolevskiâs You Wonât Be Alone]( and [Hanna Bergholmâs Hatching](. âAnd if youâre looking for a good laugh with some seriously tragicomic undertones? Look no further than [Honk for Jesus. Save Your Soul](. Sterling K. Brown and Regina Hall playing a megachurch super-couple on the brink of collapse? Hallelujah!â As someone who also was a fan of the film, and will ride-or-die for any strong Regina Hall showcase, I echo that with a hearty, âAmen.â Crying to This Is Us: Itâs Been a While! Itâs been a season or two since I religiously [watched This Is Us each week](. (The current world makes it so I can rely on one or two good weekly sobs without watching it, so, like most people with most long-running shows, I kind of fell off.) But I noticed after the most recent outing of [NBCâs tear porn]( that there was more press and buzz than usual about something devastating that happened and I thought, âI kind of want to see it and cry.â Sometimes (everyday) you need a good, guttural, heaving weep, and the old reliablesâYouTube clips of [Katherine Heigl in Dennyâs bed]( on Greyâs Anatomy, the Julia Roberts/Susan Sarandon [âyou have their futureâ scene]( in Stepmomâarenât going to cut it. I guess these are light spoilers, so look away if shielding yourself from what happens on This Is Us is the angry hill youâre going to die on (though death is very on-theme for this show!). The short version is that Jackâs (Milo Ventimiglia) mother, back in the timeline when that character is still alive, dies. Apparently, it was just as they were starting to be back in touch. When he goes back for the funeral, he is startled to discover how much more connected he was to her than he thought, and how much of his new lifeâs fulfillment he owes to her influence. Thereâs a eulogy, which scores 10/10 technical points on the Make Kevin Cry judging scale. But then came the scores for artistic merits: in a beautiful scene, Jack recreates a favorite childhood memory with his mother for his kids, and then breaks down sobbing. Gold medal on the spot. Iâm still crying. Will never stop crying. This show can still get it. (My pandered-to and emotionally-manipulated tears.) This Is What They Mean By âMust-See TVâ It has come to my attention this week that Paula Abdul co-executive produces a Judge Judy-style courtroom series called [Caught in Providence]( that airs in syndication. ([Hat tip to Ryan Bloomquist on Twitter]( for flagging this/changing my life.) It is exactly what it sounds likeâa hyper-local, low-budget reality show about petty Rhode Island legal matters adjudicated by a wisecracking judge. I do not know why Paula Abdul is involved in this, nor do I care to know. The mystery is the pleasure. A clip circulated this week of Abdul stopping by the court and, essentially, playing guest judge during a case in which someone ran a red light. âIâm in a good mood today,â she teases the defendant, saying that he should just get a warning. The judge agrees⦠as long as he can name two Paula Abdul songs. I will not rest until all of America is watching and talking about this show. Euphoriaâs Utter Rudeness Against my better judgment, I took a harrowing trip to Euphoria High this week to mingle with its terrifying youths and, as a person whose proudest high school achievement was starring in his senior-year production of Oklahoma!, I have never felt so bullied and personally attacked. What to watch this week: Janet: This is a two-part documentary about Janet Jackson, of course I demand that all of you watch. (Fri. on Lifetime) The Afterparty: A ton of famous funny people are in this murder-comedy (Tiffany Haddish, Sam Richardson, Ilana Glazer), and thatâs reason enough to watch. (Fri. on Apple TV+) We Need to Talk About Cosby: This isnât âfun,â per se. But itâs so well-done and necessary. (Sun. on Showtime) Pam and Tommy: A series about the Pam Anderson and Tommy Lee sextape! Cast credits include âJason Mantzoukas as the voice of Tommy Leeâs penis!â (Wed. on Hulu) What to skip this week: The Woman in the House Across the Street From the Girl in the Window: The name, sadly, is the funniest part of this satire. (Fri. on Netflix) Celebrity Big Brother: After outrageous rumors about participants (Erika Jayne! Tiffany âNew Yorkâ Pollard! Hope Hicks!), the actual cast is an [absolute flop](. (Wed. on CBS) Advertisement
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