My most peaceful hour -- usually -- is the one I spend in the dim living room at night, rocking Benjamin and giving him his last bottle. I get to watch whatever I want thanks to TiVo, and as long as he's not fussy, I have lovely snuggle time with the baby. Thanks to Season Pass, I've now seen both episodes of Studio 60 On The Sunset Strip and I'm totally hooked. It's not often I'm watching a show that I miss even before it's over.
The show is very Aaron Sorkin -- lots of overlapping, snappy dialogue, documentary-style filming, low lighting, politically charged speeches, etc. But the characters and performances are terrific.
Last night, I watched Monday's episode, where Matthew Perry's character Matt is panicky because his office has a countdown clock that tells him exactly to the second when his show needs to be on the air. After a terrifying first week, he and pal Danny (Bradley Whitford) are prepping and Danny points out how they made it -- the clock is down to maybe an hour or so and the show is ready. And Matt's character says "yeah, but then it's going to start ALL OVER AGAIN." Danny's reply:
"Could you be any more Jewish?"
I'd like to be offended but I can't. Sorkin and Whitford are Jewish, and frankly, it's an honest assessment if not stereotypical. I don't know if the need to obsess over every little detail is a Jewish trait, or just a genetic marker we pass along when we marry other Jews. And don't think the irony -- that I'm kvetching about this in the spot where I regularly fuss, fume, and mentally chew my fingernails off -- is lost on me.
The problem with the whole "I can say it because I'm Jewish" thing is that if we say it, it should be okay for anyone else to. And according to the Laws Of Extreme Political Correctness, it's not okay to say anything that identifies or labels anyone as anything.
See, I don't even know what my position is. But it was pretty funny anyway.