The Newsroom. Millstones of windmills. Review
Watching Aaron Sorkin's The Newsroom series is as enjoyable as fiddling with an expensive, well-made item, such as a Singer knife or a feather Parker. Some can do without these things, in the end, you can cut a sausage or sign a will with a cheap Chinese counterpart. And TV shows are probably needed to unload the brain, and not strain it.The Newsroom, unfortunately or fortunately, will become a real revelation only for the viewer who knows how to enjoy witty dialogues no less than spectacular shootings. Apart from, of course, longtime fans of Sorkin, the creator of The West Wing and the Social Network, these hands of the master will be recognizedandimmediately. The entire drama of the series is concentrated in the closed space of the news department, where reporters from God cover the important and at the same time decide the personal. They do both with great enthusiasm and touching idealism. In real life, such passionaries are much less common than every second person. But Sorkin, as a scriptwriter-brand, can afford to adhere to the line“my boat is my rules”and shoot, let's not be afraid of this word, elite things.  The Newsroom is a series for the viewer already familiar with certain rules, and not comprehending them in the process of watching (as, for example, happens with the vampire sagas or spreading fantasy). At the same time, it is not necessary to understand the US political system or understand the professional jargon of television people to enjoy. To understand how snobbish and difficult this show is, higher education is enough. To really enjoy it, you need audience diligence and even perseverance.  But despite the snobbery "Newsroom"also incredibly touching, sincere. The writers build the roller-coaster of storylines in such a bizarre way that the purely professional now and then mixes with the very intimate into a completely killer cocktail of emotions, words, views and deeds. You swallow this swill in one gulp and, crazy, immediately order a supplement.However, one cannot help but complain - if in the second season the relationship between Will (Jeff Daniels) and Mackenzie (Emily Mortimer), or at least Jim (John Gallagher Jr.) and Maggie (Alison Pill) will not settle down, it will already be a form of mockery. Slides are slides, but the vestibular apparatus is not iron. As for the roles, they sit on the actors like a glove. Daniels portrays such a principled, insulted, withering peacock, and Mortimer rides around him like an eccentric monkey. One could reproach the author for not knowing female psychology, but it will not work. This is how those"berries again" behave,which have nothing to lose, which, most importantly, havealreadylost. So eat your jelly and be quiet, and for now I will make a human out of you. And how good the arrogant Jane Fonda is: when she is meaningfully silent, looking sternly through glasses at this whole circus, and when she calmly hounds dubious anecdotes.  Separately, I would like to say about the brow-like intriguer Charlie Skinner performed by Sam Waterston. A mad puppeteer and a gray eminence, he at the right time stands up to protect his"pupae"or leads them into battle as a textbook commander. Behind such a boss like a stone wall, if necessary, into fire and water.And for the fiery speech Allison Pills a la"our answer is Carrie Bradshaw ", the actress wants to present all the television awards at once and one hundred pairs of shoes from Manolo to boot. Yes, you don't need to be a journalist to love Newsroom, but for the professional community this series is, if not a find, then a pleasant surprise. Take Sorkin's naive belief that all glossy journalists are jealous of real reporters. Sweet conceit of McAvoy, who sincerely tries to teach every fool about life. All of this is reminiscent of the internal rebellion of the teaching staff of one prestigious journalism faculty. Once upon a time, authoritative luminaries also tried to convey something to the crowd of overdressed freshmen who entered just to learn how to write as in Cosmo.  Sorkin shows a little nostalgically what good journalism should be, but it turns out not that retro, but rather science fiction. Because the personal life of"desperate housewives"will always gain a better rating than theTea Party debates.And the vampire sagas and espionage passions attract more viewers than series about a bunch of Don Quixotes. The Topic of Article: The Newsroom. Millstones of windmills. Review. |
