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.
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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?
From black women owning entertainment to the hellscape that is American politics, 2017 has been a year of polarizing change and picking the right side or wrong side of history. Unfortunately, even fictional characters weren't spared from the dumpster fire tendencies of this year.
Whether unlucky in love, saddled with a shark-jumping plot or unspeakable tragedy, here are are 8 characters that deserve better in 2018.
SSGers, did you know that I'm a little bit psychic? It's totally true.
I magically knew that the Hollywood Foreign Press wouldn't nominate Tiffany Haddish for her hilarious, grapefruit-abusing turn in Girls' Trip and would completely ignore Queen Sugar--one of the best shows on television (Word in the street is: they probably don't even watch them). And earlier this week, I was thinking "Why the fork hasn't Kylie Bunbury booked another TV show?"
Ask and you shall receive! (I wish Kim Zolciak-Biermann and her dusty wig would get booted for #RHOA!)
TVLine.com reports that Bunbury, lead in the woefully short-lived Pitch, has drafted to star in the ABC reboot of Get Christie Love.
In entertainment, there are some opinions that are universally accepted: Milo Ventimiglia is everything. Queen Sugar is wildly underappreciated. Fox was so colossally stupid to cancel its baseball drama, Pitch.
However, this critic holds in a lot of opinions that go against the fandom grain. I have enough personal baggage, so I'm unburdening that of the fangirl variety. Unpopular Opinion: Supernatural is destroying Dean Winchester at the expense of Sam.
Every fall, I always make a valiant attempt to watch at least one episode of every new series. Even with DVR, I usually tap out before mid-October. While very few pilots piqued by interest this season, even a failed tradition is a tradition. And since I’m stubborn enough not to learn anything from the past, I’ve also decided to write as many reviews of those shows as possible.
There are far too many TV shows and so little time, so here are 6 reviews of new shows in 200 words or less...
Are you feelin’ lucky, punk?
You might not after watching the brand new, bloody and bonkers trailer for Supernatural’s 13th season, which premieres on Oct. 12.
The sneak peak cheekily entitled “Lucky Number” thankfully doesn’t include horror’s newest obsession, but it still manages to be more chilling than a creepy clown with a singular red balloon.
You have probably done or at least pretended to do some spring cleaning. You know that torturous
de-cluttering that happens when the world is thawing out from its winter sluggishness.
The only thing more cruel than spring cleaning is Fall Cleaning. This isn't packing away all of your shorts
and capris in exchange for your winter sweaters. Adulting is hard enough without all that nonsense.
I'm talking about cleaning out your DVR to make room for the 2017-18 TV shows that are airing now!
Right now, my DVR is clogged with reruns of Friends and soap operas, brainless TV shows I toss on while I'm writing. They gotta go, and for the hardest part: I have to re-evaluate my season passes.
I'm sure I'm somewhere on the hoarding spectrum, that's true for clothes, junk and television shows. I will watch an aging show with the same ferocity that I'll cling to that rainbow tye-dyed shirt from 1997 because my high school crush thought it was cute and because Phoebe wore it in the early seasons of Friends.
Unfortunately, like that door in Titanic, there's only so much room, so some shows needs to sacrificed to the icy waters of oblivion. Here are four shows that I won't be watching regularly this season...
There are extraordinary hours of television that stick with you because they effect and reflect the very turmoil stirring in your own soul. The second season of Queen Sugar explored the intricately complex subject of police brutality in the black community by following baby-faced Micah West (Nicholas L. Ashe) unlawful arrest and violent mistreatment by a racist police officer.
The plot unspooled in a gut-wrenching study of tragedy, trauma, and catharsis for viewers who are concerned with far more dire things than the amount of their traffic ticket when they are stopped by police. It was far more powerful than broadcast cable's attempts (*side-eyes Chicago PD, Bluebloods and Law & Order: SUV*) because Queen Sugar’s primarily black writers and cast inherently understand the nuance, shame, and fear of existing in a country build on institutionalized racism. It was a beautiful and intensely haunting reflection of the age-old reflection of the rule to write what you know.
And sadly, this is the direct opposite of showrunner Marc Guggenheim's desire to wedge a Black Lives Matter "topical episode" into season 6 of his white-boy-vigilante superhero drama, Arrow.
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