“Want to do a ride-along with some of the cast members of this series?” It was an innocuous idea pitched to me by my L.A. Weekly editor, Zach, while I was interning there last summer. The series seemed fun enough – a reality series about graduated high school students enjoying their last summer – and it was a good opportunity for my first big feature.
Katherine Parker doesn’t arrive until the 47th episode of Greek, but she makes up for it quickly. She glides into her Panhellenic Council meeting, instantly causing everyone to sit down and pay attention. She wastes no time on roll call or pleasantries, getting right down to business.
“I as president note that everyone is here, could you please note that in the book? Moving on.” As Katherine, Nora Kirkpatrick isn’t wasting anyone’s time. She’s got a sing-song quality to her voice that never feels girlish or weak, but simply a pleasant couch on which her sometimes harsh words sit.
“Tara! It’s your birthday!” Katherine says to one delegate. Before series protagonist and Panhellenic newbie Casey Cartwright (Spencer Grammer) can barely get a “happy birthday” out, Katherine sours. “And where was the reminder email? Maybe next year. Moving on.”
Katherine Parker is always moving on, and she has no time for bullshit. She’s a strong contrast to the other characters in Greek – available and highly recommended for binge-watch on Netflix; I just finished watching for the first time and loved it. The other Greeks are either always going in circles (Casey, ex-boyfriend Evan), or don’t know where they’re going at all (Cappie, Calvin, Rusty). Katherine has always known where she was going – which makes her character all the more fascinating when she finally gets there.
As a child, I was a Power Rangers nut. I loved Beanie Babies and Pokémon as much as the next kid, but the color-coded team of heroes were my primary passion. So last week’s news that Saban Brands and Lionsgate are partnering to produce a reboot of the original Mighty Morphin Power Rangers had me giddy. When will it come out? Who will play whom? Will anyone go to the midnight premiere with me? (No.)
I was recently writing something about Faking It, the new MTV show about best friends mistaken for lesbians who run with it, and was thinking about the programs it reminded me of. Awkward, its time-slot companion, is the obvious comparison. I also thought of Gilmore Girls, especially the first two years. But the more I thought of it, the more I realized the show made me feel as charmed and inspired as I once was by a very different show, one I abandoned long ago.
That show was Glee. Messy, nonsensical Glee.
Poor Michelle Williams. The oft-forgotten third member of Destiny’s Child’s final incarnation has ben the butt of our jokes for too long, and she’s not gonna take it anymore.