That’s one reason why I (and, judging by the number of comments, you as well) enjoy reading Mandi Bierly’s Pop Watch Confessional columns.
They get at how important entertainment really is in our lives, and they open the emotional floodgates for readers by reminding you of things you’d forgotten you loved.
It was this sort of writing — passionate discussion of things individual writers cared deeply about — that marked the best of Pop Watch for me in 2007.
Looking back on my own writing this year, I found myself writing far too many obituaries — we lost too many talented people in 2007, and it’s tough to sum up the life’s work of an artist you admire in two or three paragraphs punched out on deadline — but I also found they led to some of my most passionate, and most warmly received items.
(Credit here properly belongs to those who inspired me.) I also got worked up writing about such issues as free expression, the hijacking of pop culture for partisan political purposes, and the war on film critics, all of which are, of course, linked.
But no, it gets even worse - when the contestant begins to eliminates possible soulmates based on nothing but what they can see of their naked bodies, the eliminated suitor then walks out from behind the screen (still naked) to say goodbye. As the show progresses, more and more of the contestant's bodies are revealed, and in the fourth round the contestant gets to hear their voices.
During the final round, the contestant also gets naked, so everybody's naked and there are just genitals everywhere, but hopefully an actual love connection too?
Though she ultimately did the choosing and eliminated one of the men in the final moments, the double-hour saw Lindsay pitching herself as "the one" to more than one set of parents and, in one case, serving as the go-between with one of her finalists and his estranged father.
Here is how the intense double-hour played out, with snapshot takeaways from Let’s bring up the r-a-c-e word: race.
That these continue to be issues of contention saddens me, and it’spartly our fault as critics and journalists for not doing a better jobof explaining what the stakes are.
That’s why I am so grateful to havebeen part of Pop Watch in 2007, to have a forum to raise such issues andstart a conversation.
The phrase “guilty pleasure” has long outlived its usefulness.
If you really like a song or a movie or a TV show, no matter how cheesy the conventional wisdom says it is, you should feel free to say so without guilt, and to defend your appreciation vigorously.
Abasolo said to the star, "If he's happy, I'm happy.