PRESS TOUR: 'The Sopranos' scoop! (Or not.)
David Chase came. He saw. He comedied.
Thus the creator of "The Sopranos" charmed the crowd at this weekend's TCA Awards ceremony, despite slipping quickly in and out of the ballroom soiree, surrounded by a phlanx of HBO publicists, lest the horde of attending critics batter him about the head with such nagging questions as "What the blank was that last scene of the series finale about?"
Accepting the critics association's Heritage Award for his just-ended series' pervasive impact on TV and culture, Chase turned to the writer presenting the award (Alan Sepinwall of Newark's Star Ledger) and said, "I'm from New Jersey. You're from New Jersey. So you know it is possible to be sitting in a restaurant in New Jersey, and everything just stops. It is not that big of a deal."
But, Chase continued, he did eventually realize that if he was to appear this night before the nation's TV critics, "it might be a good idea if we said something about the ending." The awards' hundreds of attendees hushed. Maybe . . . could it be . . . some scrap of a scoop about that burning-debate blackout?
Chase confided he was impressed years ago in film school by the ending of the 1960s fantasy movie "Planet of the Apes," where human astronauts crash-land in a society ruled by simians and eventually discover maybe it's related to their own. "When the movie was over, I said, 'Wow, so they had a Statue of Liberty, too,'" Chase deadpanned about his slow-on-the-uptake realization, drawing yet another laugh from the Beverly Hilton ballroom crowd. "So that's what you're up against."
What, you thought he was gonna say something? In earlier acceptance remarks when "The Sopranos" won this year's TCA drama-of-the-year trophy, Chase had set his teasing tone for the night. "Here's another clue for you all," he said. "The walrus for Paulie."
Gee. Thanks, Dave. Here's another vintage musical reference: We're your puppets.
Alec Baldwin was a bit more forthcoming as he accepted this year's TCA nod for individual comedy achievement for his dry "30 Rock" humor. Living up to the honor, Baldwin rambled through a raucous anecdote about "how sad I am on a personal note that 'The Sopranos' is over." Baldwin said he'd switched several years ago to a new agent who dangled the prospect of Chase's interest in him doing a "Sopranos" guest shot. But their meeting and the gig never materialized. Then one day in Manhattan's "blasting furnace of summertime," he had raced blocks down the scalding sidewalk to the Four Seasons restaurant to meet a socialite about a charity event. "Now I'm shvitzing," Baldwin remembered, to the point he has to go into the men's room, take off his jacket, and take off his shirt, putting it under the hand-blower to dry it out. So he's standing there "topless. And into this room walks David Chase."
But comedy wasn't the only tone of the hourlong ceremony, held in the majestic ballroom that annually hosts the Golden Globes awards. (The low-budget TCA event isn't quite that elaborate or glittering. Our self-run, no-staff group is lucky to put bowls of nuts on the tables and show slides with the nominees' names on stage-side monitor screens.) The annual gathering usually has a heavy love-fest component, too. We critics (200 scribes from this country and Canada) tend to honor shows that might otherwise go without recognition -- under-the-radar overachievers the Emmys don't deign to notice. We've given top awards to axed series (1997's "EZ Streets," a short-lived effort from Paul Haggis, later an Oscar fave for writing "Million Dollar Baby" and directing "Crash"). We've been the first to flag surprising up-and-comers (Michael Chiklis for "The Shield"). We're not in it for the TV ratings (since our ceremony isn't televised) or the red-carpet hoopla (not even E!). We just groove to great tube.
"Friday Night Lights" felt the love this time, and the stars and producers of NBC's richly emotional but ratings-challenged saga turned it back-at-us. Accepting the TCA award for best new show, producer Jason Katims said "I really in my heart feel the reason we just started shooting a second season a few days ago is largely because of you." He told critics other shows might have "deserved" the award as much, "but nobody needed it as much as us."
"Heroes" did just fine in the ratings its first season, and series creator Tim Kring gave TV columnists some credit for that. "A lot of people initially wanted to dismiss this show as too sci-fi or simply fantasy," Kring said. But critics recognized "we set out to do something unique and something bold," with "a message of hope and a message of interconnectedness in the face of what is becoming an increasingly cynical world." He and much of the cast -- Masi Oka, Adrian Pasdar, Jack Coleman, Zachary Quinto -- took the stage to accept the TCA's most prestigious award, program of the year, by saluting "your collaboration with us in making this a huge success."
Aw, gee. We feel special. You feel special. All God's children feel special. But it's just one night. A fun one, a warm-and-fuzzy one, a we-all-love-TV celebration night. Yet it's over in a blink. Saturday night we party together, Sunday morning we're back to grilling TV's makers in press tour's unending parade of press conferences, holding them to account for their work, demanding to know what the blank they think they're doing.
Sometimes, they even answer us.

But not this time. [HBO photo by Craig Blankenhorn.]




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