Today marks SSG's third birthday! Like most three year olds, I spent more time running around in circles being dazzled by shiny things than actually accomplishing things. But I'm also super-excited for the upcoming television season. Check back for more very soon, and have some cake in honor of SSG!
I truly believe that you stumble on the right television show at the right time. I call it Divine Fandom. When I was struggling in both my personal and professional life, I somehow found Shameless—the Showtime drama about a dysfunctional family from the south side of Chicago that my best friend has begged me to watch for years. No matter what is happening in your life, I felt nothing but #blessed after seeing what the Gallaghers endure on a daily basis.
Within a week, I was six seasons deep into the drama that is equal parts crazy, heartwarming, hilarious and fantastic. It’s a shame how a show that is inclusive, that is as dark and twisted as Shameless, that is as expertly and sublimely acted has been mostly ignored by major award shows. Yet it also falls in line with the drama’s south side charm. The Gallaghers move heaven and earth just to survive, barely catch a break, so why would they expect any praise?
Here are 6 reasons—one for each Gallagher (psychotic half-sister Sammy doesn’t fucking count)—to binge Shameless before the start of Season 9 on September 9.
It’s an occupational hazard to have A LOT of opinions as an entertainment blogger. You could mention a celebrity or a scandal, and it’s almost 100% probable that this Small Screen Girl has a clear, instantaneous and long-winded opinion about them (Beyonce: Sell-your-soul-to-the-devil ICONIC. James Gunn: There’s far more behind his jokes about child rape, and he should never work in Hollywood again. His defenders are morons.). But sometimes, even I need to sort things out. Here are some burning questions I have about television...
Geek Christmas, otherwise known as San Diego Comic Con, has come and gone, and thankfully left plenty of spoilers beneath our glowing light sabers, bat signals and comic books.
Though most television shows have just began production, the stars and producers came armed with juicy tidbits and even new trailers. Here are some of the most intriguing news and teasers for new and returning series, like The Flash, Supernatural, Star Trek Discovery and more...
It was almost poetic that The Real Housewives of New York City kicked off its 10th season with a Halloween party. The event was a shrill harbinger of the nightmarish season ahead for the ladies of the Big Apple. It also highlighted an issue that’s haunted the entire franchise since its inception: it's lack of diversity.
It all started when Luann de Lesseps—the Housewife formerly known as The Countess—boasted about how much she’s “suffered” since her marriage to Tom D'Agostino ended in a Chernobol-esque disaster after a tumultuous engagement and a whirlwind seven months of wedding bleakness.
Luann arrived to Dorinda’s Halloween party in with a gigantic, two-foot afro that was more befitting of Marge Simpson than the intended diva Diana Ross. Ontop of that, her skin was seemingly darker than it normally is. Yes, that’s right. The woman, who made a career of preaching, writing and sing about class and etiquette actually wore motherfucking blackface in 2018.
If you’ve spent more than five minutes on this blog or my Twitter feed, you know I’m not shy about sharing my opinions. It’s a blessing and a curse for an entertainment critic, because while I don’t want to have an intense feeling about everything from the flower arrangements at the latest trainwreck of a housewives event, I guarantee you I could do a five-minute rant on them.
But that’s not to be said that I don’t have a ton of questions either. I’m plagued with just as many if not more. Here are just a few of the burning questions and maybe some answers on my favorite TV shows like Jane The Virgin, Grey’s Anatomy, Black Lightning and more…
We are currently in the midst of the second golden age of television, thanks to an abundance of streaming networks and the emergence of niche programming. However, Hollywood's nauseating love of reboots and remakes smacks of such unoriginality and laziness on behalf of the studios. So it's ironic that one of my favorite shows, and one of the best shows on television and streaming services is Netflix's One Day At A Time, a remake of the 1975 show.
Starring Justina Machado and the legendary Rita Moreno (a member of the prestigious EGOT club), this remake is centered on a divorced veteran mother, her extended family and pesky landlord Schneider as in modern day Los Angeles. One Day At A Time is a seamless and exceedingly watchable combination of comedy, drama and a family's amusing and relatable dysfunction.
So I was aghast when the cast and crew began expressing concern that Netflix had yet to renew it for a third season. In a world where Fuller House not only exists but is thriving, I cannot abide by this at all.
Here are 8 reasons why Netflix needs to renew One Day At A Time immediately.
NBA All-Star Weekend is well underway and while I don't really care about sports (unless it's dragging racist pundits for attacking King James), I do love the idea of assembling an all-star team from franchises you truly love be it athletes, superheroes...or even better Bravo's Real Housewives. In the spirit of competition, I couldn't help but put together a dynamic roster of castmembers, one from each franchise. Here is my Dream Team of Real Housewives...
I'm a guest-blogger, y'all! SSG is going global! (Shh, I'm sure it's possible). I have been writing articles for the wonderful blerds at WeSoNerdy.com.
Check out my latest feature of Fox's tragic medical drama, The Resident here.
What do you think of The Resident? Hit up the comments section below.
When I was a little girl, my mother didn’t buy me clothes with white people on them. It was her way of making sure I didn't idolize the litany of white characters on television and in books. I never really noticed until I was older when I was shopping for my niece and was reluctant to the do the same (I literally made her Gryffindor gear with my bare hands. She raised a proper blerd, don't worry). As long as I had my Michael Jackson t-shirt or Care Bears nightgown, I was happy.
As I watched Black Lightning from the new CW superhero series and electrocute racist cops that told him to “get his black ass on the ground” and his daughters hold their own against their own personal villain, I felt my inner eight-year-old giggle with glee in a way she rarely had. Because I saw myself eagerly saving my allowance to buy a Black Lightning shirt instead of my Michael Jackson cards. Is this why kids love comic books? Because they get to see themselves and their stories reflected back and heightened by imagination and fantasy? Because it's so easy to envision themselves as the savior?
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