A couple of weeks ago, my father asked my mother and me if we’d like to go see How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying on Broadway. It’s the Tony Award-winning new revival starring Daniel Radcliffe and John Larroquette, and he had an offer for discounted tickets through work. So we went, and it was terrific fun, even if it is still about a thousand and ten degrees in the city.
We had dinner downtown afterward and then came home on an early-evening train. My sister and her husband are visiting for a friend’s thirtieth birthday party, so we came home to two barking dogs (ours, my sister’s), both of whom needed to go out.
Then I watched the latest episode of Torchwood: Miracle Day. I liked this episode in that the plot seems to be developing, but I’m not really sure I liked it a lot beyond that. I really do think the move to America and expansion to ten episodes for a single, contained story is working against the show. At times, it feels like it’s trying to replicate the urgency (and success) of Children of Earth — to the point where they even recycle one of COE‘s main plot devices — but doing so with the lack of finesse (and explicit but not very titillating sex) of the show’s first season. There’s enough, still, to like about it to keep watching — and heaven knows, I’ll almost certainly keep watching to the very end — but I’m not enjoying it as much as the Torchwood miniseries before it.
That was Saturday.
