Any day Ray Romano does a talk show appearance with one (or in this case, both) of his cute twin sons is a great day in my book.
Miranda is perhaps the silliest and most delightful thing I’ve watched in recent years, and the cast’s in-character lockdown reunion on BBC’s charity special was just as charming. Its use of clips from the show made me laugh out loud, just as they did the first time. Maybe a quarantine rewatch is in store?
Speaking of rewatches, Zach Braff and Donald Faison’s Fake Doctors, Real Friends podcast is still delivering the laughs. It’s not quite a traditional recap show, but their natural comedic chemistry perfectly balances their heartfelt memories of filming Scrubs. I actually stopped watching Scrubs around Season 5, but I think its tone would be particularly comforting these days, so I might start it from the beginning soon.
Upstairs Downstairs was a quick, enjoyable watch written and created by Call the Midwife queen Heidi Thomas. It’s a continuation of Britain’s 1970s drama of the same name, but apart from one character, it’s an original story. It premiered in the UK right after Downton Abbey did, so it seems obvious that it was BBC’s answer to ITV’s new hot thing. This was slower to get into than the beginning of Downton was, but the three main “upstairs” characters are all a little awful whereas the Downton equivalents are way more likable. Claire Foy is wickedly fantastic as the lady of the house’s spoiled, adventurous sister, though; think of it as her chance to be Princess Margaret rather than the Queen.
There is nothing lovelier than watching Kelly Clarkson and Julie Andrews chat.
The Stephen Sondheim birthday concert is worth watching solely for Meryl Streep, Audra McDonald, and Christine Baranski embracing everybody’s true quarantine self. But if you want to get real theater geeky, my favorite performances were Aaron Tveit’s “Marry Me a Little,” “No More” by the original Baker himself, Brian Stokes Mitchell singing a cut song from Assassins, “Someone in a Tree,” and Bernadette Peters’ “No One Is Alone.” It seems likely that theater will be the very last aspect of “normal” life to return in full force, which is heartbreaking, but things like this concert prove that this vibrant community is not going anywhere.
I’ve been watching World on Fire on PBS, which inspired the creation of a TBR list heavy with historical fiction. It’s weird, but I’ve found diving into historical drama to be very appealing escapism right now. I think it has to do with seeing society at its absolute worst and then knowing that it’s rebuilt itself into a new normal countless times before.