And the winner is… oh, nevermind
: A big confession from a former TV critic: I didn’t watch the Emmys last night. I was curious instead to see whether I could figure out whether I liked Carnivale (it was a hung jury; now it’s a hanging jury). I figured I’d watch the Emmys on tape. But reading the lists of the reputed winners in today’s paper, I don’t think I’ll bother because in our ever-more-nichefied media world, the Emmys are a mass-market, three-networks-fits-all holdover. They are ever-more irrelvant. Well, of course, all awards are essentially irrelevant, but the Emmys are moreso simply because with my remote control and personal recording device, every night is an awards show at my house. And the Emmys don’t account for Trading Spaces or Queer Eye or Howard Stern or certainly FoxNews. Prime time just isn’t prime time anymore.
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