Your final episode sits in denial on my DVR, as if not erasing it will bring back the series next season.
You Bravermans were that perfectly imperfect clan — often close to imploding but always ending up even closer together.
I’ll miss the endless baseball games and backyard gatherings under the twinkly lights. Everyone singing or dancing for some reason or other. And giving sudiences the first indepth conversation about Asperger’s syndrome on network TV.
Over your six seasons, my obsession with characters morphed and changed with the storylines. But I will always love Julia and Joel, and be grateful for the addition of Hank, because Ray Romano is a wonderful dramatic actor (which I discovered in Men of a Certain Age) and I loved what he brought to Parenthood.
I’m rambling because I hate to say goodbye. Let’s just say, “See ya later…”
He’s signed a deal to appear in the pilot of a new HBO drama that centers on the world of rock-and-roll in the sexy, druggie 1970s. Ray will play the right-hand man to a record executive (portrayed by Bobby Cannavale).
This is amazing news! I think someone deserves a new hat…
Last night I attended the “Garden of Laughs” benefit at Madison Square Garden. The draw?
In truth, there were six comedians on the bill — Adam Ferrara, Darrell Hammond, Robert Klein, Brian Regan, Wanda Sykes and Romano — with the ever classy Bob Costas as MC. And lots of surprise celebrities from sports, TV and film serving as presenters between comedy sets.
It was an especially great time to be a local.
With that lineup, it’s no surprise that the comedy was top notch. But what did surprise me was my favorite set of the night. Not Ray…not last night. No, Robert Klein — who appeared at the mid-point of the show — killed it.
Klein’s not typically one of my favorites, but I had a hard time catching my breath, I was laughing so hard. As Bob Costas so accurately put it,
Proceeds from the “Garden of Laughs” benefit the Garden of Dreams Foundation, which has conducted events and programs for more than 215,000 children and their families, including those facing homelessness, extreme poverty, illness and foster care.
If you are a devotee of Parenthood, this quandary makes both perfect sense…and is perfectly frustrating.
When Sarah (Lauren Graham) and Mark (Jason Ritter) initially began dating, I was thrilled. Is there a cuter couple in TV-land? I challenge you to find one. Their engagement was the only logical conclusion.
Get them to the altar, tie the knot, add a jaunty bow.
But then Ray Romano joined the cast as Hank — crusty, blustery, more-age-appropriate Hank. He and Sarah made sense, too. (Plus Mark suddenly turned into a woman…so really, what else could Sarah do?)
Now Mark has found his balls and is challenging Hank for Sarah’s hand — who will she pick? More importantly, who do you want her to choose?
Chalk one up in the ‘life imitating art department’…
Ray Romano, comedian and star of Everybody Loves Raymond and the recently canceled Men of a Certain Age, made the cut at this weekend’s AT&T Pebble Beach National Pro-Am. Ray tees off in the fourth and final round today with his professional partner, Australian golfer Steven Bowditch.
Go get ’em, Ray!
Fans of Men of a Certain Age will remember that Ray’s character Joe, party shop owner, gambling addict and avid golfer, had just qualified for the senior tour when the series was unceremoniously dumped by TNT.
We never got to see Joe fulfill his dream on the links, but today Ray is living out his own.
I watched the season finale of “Men of a Certain Age” last night on TNT.
I hope you did, too. Because, simply stated, it’s the best thing on television.
Prepare yourself if you do watch. There are no police officers, forensic units or personality plus crime-solving sidekicks. No one is a vampire, zombie or even remotely undead. There is no competition for cash or prizes, no celebrity judge at the ready with praise or pith.
There isn’t even a man in a dog suit.
No, Men of a Certain Age just follows three friends turning 50 who are all at turning points in their lives. Jobs, relationships, kids, health, addiction, dreams — it’s not Everybody Loves Raymond comedy, it’s real life.
I want everyone to see this show. I hope you’re all that lucky.
You gotta give me one thing. I’m a scary judge of talent. — Al Pacino, “The Recuit”
The sitcom Everybody Loves Raymond, which was loosely based on the lives of Romano and producer Phil Rosenthal, ran for nine seasons on CBS. It was nominated for the Best Comedy Series Emmy seven times and won twice.
When they decided to end the series in 2005, it was still in the Top 10, a spot it had occupied since its third season on the air.
Exporting Raymond is a documentary that opened in very limited release in movie theatres last Friday. It follows Rosenthal’s efforts to produce a Russian version of the sitcom… which is probably even more difficult than you would think.
And really, really funny.
This isn’t a documentary about Ray Romano. He’s not in it, except in copious clips from the sitcom. This is Phil’s baby, and he — who I had never seen on camera before — is hilarious in his own right.
He’s wide-eyed and nervous and tentative. I definitely saw flashes of Woody Allen in his manner (thankfully without the annoying stammer). But when it comes to Everybody Loves Raymond and helping it come alive for the Russian audience, he is strong and certain and somewhat single-minded.
Goodness knows he runs into obstacles. The studios there look like bombed out buildings. The writers and actors are doing two or three shows simultaneously and have extremely limited time and resources. And the people ‘in charge’ bring somewhat questionable expertise to the table.
It takes a translator, vodka, a kindly driver, a real Russian family, more vodka, and a bit of give-and-take before the pilot episode is complete. The entire process is really fascinating to watch.
So, how was the Russian version of Raymond received? I shouldn’t tell you the end. (Let’s just say it lives up to its name.)