I love them, I really do. I love them more for their potential for disaster and God-awful fashion than anything else, and truthfully, I am seldom disappointed.
Well, last night, as I Tivo'd through the Primetime Emmy awards, my disappointment was held at bay, yet again.
Last night's show didn't have any wardrobe malfunctions that I know of, nor were there too many political barbs, even though I loved the comment by Laura Linney about community organizers.
The reason that I loved this year's Emmy awards wasn't about fashion, even the Christina Hendricks did amazing things to that dress. I didn't love the Emmy's because of Tom Bergeron or the creepy folks that hosted. I didn't love the show because Tina Feywon some awards, even though she deserved them, from what I hear.
No. The reason that I loved this year's Emmy awards is because of the fact that HBO's miniseries John Adams garnered the lion's share of awards.
This important miniseries was exceptionally powerful. It was powerful because it was well-filmed, well-written, and well-acted. It was powerful because of it's subject matter.
I blogged about this series when it first aired, and I don't mind telling you how excited I was for the people involved during the show.
Paul Giamatti for winning the award for Outstanding Lead Actor in a Miniseries;
Well-deserved, all of you.
As for the rest of the show, it was unremarkable in the extreme... except for what Christina Hendricks was doing to her dress when Mad Men won for best drama series (whew!)
Tomorrow: What Is A War Hero?