Josh Kilmer-Purcell and Brent Ridge
Oh my god, how fun is this show?! You could even say it's Fabulous! Chronicling the efforts of partners Josh Kilmer-Purcell and Brent Ridge as they attempt to square their urbanista attitudes with a Green Acres-ish existence on an upstate New York farm, this feisty new docu-series (Wednesdays, 9/8c, Planet Green) is the cutest thing since that hat-wearing kitten on YouTube...and the gayest show not on Bravo. But this is no Simple Life Goes 'Mo. The guys aren't idiots — former drag queen Kilmer-Purcell is a best-selling author and ad exec, Ridge is a former consultant to Martha Stewart's empire — and there's nary a "we're just doing this for the cameras" vibe. In fact, Kilmer-Purcell and Ridge have been running Beekman Estate since 2007 and distribute a boutique line of organic goods that needs to go national. (We really want some of that goat's milk soap, OK?) Best yet, their open affection with one another and devotion to their fellow local farmers feels as natural as their products. If only all reality TV couples were so healthy and good for you, huh?
Did you check in with Planet Green's Fabulous Beekman Boys last night?
Forget Arizona's immigration mess. We really need to increase security on our TV borders. Because this Eurotrash-hole Markus Plinko or Klinko or whatever needs to go the hell home.
High-pitched, high-maintenance and bitchier than a Real Housewives reunion, the screechy mess...
Even with two Emmys, a voice gig in Shrek Forever After and the sixth season of her riotous reality show starting tonight at 9/8c on Bravo, Kathy Griffin insists she's still the redheaded stepchild of the A-list. This is why.
Clear your schedules, kids. It's time for some screening. The official trailers for both SyFy's Battlestar Galatica: Online and HBO's eagerly anticipated Game of Thrones dropped recently and I'm not ashamed to say that the clips have been eating my free time ever since. The first, an effects extravaganza for the massively multiplayer online game, promises players the chance to enter the BSG fray between Cylons and survivors, without actually telling us when that promise will be fulfilled (sometime in the fall, according to developer Bigpoint's website). The second, a tragically short...
That Newsweek doof may think Sean Hayes is too gay to play straight in Broadway's Promises, Promises, but we know that he was just perfect to play host of last night's Tony Awards. Showcasing a healthy dose of the joie de swish he honed on Will & Grace without going full Nathan Lane, the recently out actor pulled off his double duty (host and lead-actor nominee) with a sparkling mix of charm and cheek that—despite to a few flubbed punch lines—helped him come of as the surprisingly well-adjusted off-spring of Jimmy Fallon and
She's a Real Housewife of New York, a best-selling author and the funniest foodie you'll ever meet. Now Bethenny Frankel has added wife, mother and star of her own show, Bethenny Getting Married? (premiering Thursday at 10/9c on Bravo) to the résumé, which means this cutup of a chef has a lot on her plate!
TV Guide Magazine: Why the question mark in the title? You did get married!
Frankel: I wasn't when we developed the show. And I've always struggled with relationships, so it's more like, "Is she really going to get married? Is there an eclipse? [Laughs] Is this the second coming?"
TV Guide Magazine: Did your new hubby, Jason Hoppy, know what he was getting into?
Frankel: I don't think so. [Laughs] He's like ...
Pretty Little Liars
I am so powerless over Pretty Little Liars. And admitting that is the first step, right? Glossy, glammy and silly enough to make you roll your eyes while being reeled in, last night's opener was like crack, cut with Gossip Girl and soaked in I Know What You Did Last Summer. Love the cast. (Yay, Lucy Hale!)
Not to be sexist, but what a bunch of girls! My god, after three weeks of whining and wah-wah-ing about everything from Craig M's hair to who got a one-on-one, Ali's suitors have gone from a stable of studs to a gaggle of gossipy he-otches. Last night, the ladymen erased all signs of testosterone by ganging up on pro wrestler Justin for hobbling his broken-leg hotness all the way up to Ali's house. Without telling them! You could almost hear them clucking over coffee. "Oh my god, can you believe he did that?"
Real Housewives of NJ - Danielle Staub
Move over, Jersey Devil. The new Beast of the East is the Staub-Goblin, a mythical Italian-American creature indigenous to the Franklin Lakes region that's known for frequent bouts of victimization triggered by camera lights, paranoid ramblings when left with no one to cackle at, and bouts of working others' nerves when not working a pole.
Last night, we saw the Staub-Goblin (a term coined by brilliant Twitterer @theanticritic) in her natural element — about four yards away from reality — and it was a thing of unnatural beauty. Spurned on by a hate-laced Facebook page ("nothing short of the KKK in my opinion") that was started by Jacqueline's 19-year-old daughter, the sad, eyebrow-challenged she-ogre who claims ...