Compare it to “Live from Lincoln Center,“ for instance. Something originally written for live performance - a stage production like “South Pacific” (which aired on PBS in August) - actually works better on live TV than a TV show that’s usually written/directed/performed/edited in a filmic format.
The look, the timing, everything seemed just that little bit askew tonight.
For instance, a couple lines that should’ve gotten bigger laughs got lost in the shuffle.
And a number of people on other blogs mentioned how much fun the cast seemed to be having. I thought almost all the regulars except Broadway vet Jane Krakowski looked nervous as hell at the start.
Cameraman must've been nervous too. Shaky handheld camera? Might want to rethink that. Oops, too late. It was live.
And did the show actually run short? Seemed they were stalling at the end.
Not to be all Debbie Downer -- here were a few of the fun, funny moments:
Well, yes, nice that Dratch was back and she and Tina fell into their old Second City/SNL/first-year 30R rhythm easily.
Jack sniffing Jenna’s alcohol breath was hilariously bizarre enough that I want to make it my Facebook picture.
(But speaking of that - I'd seen a picture of Jay Pharoah hanging around 30 Rock this week. Damn, I thought we were going to get him playing Tracy in flashback.)
The executed-criminal hand was dark/ sick - but it made me laugh anyway. Damn you Hamm.
So 30 Rock, it was like our own game of seven minutes in heaven. After today we’ll be glad we got it out of our system, and then move on.
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