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Posted by Amy Tiemann on January 4, 2011 · Leave a Comment
Oprah is a genius! You probably already knew that, but I have to give her big props for finding new ways to engage and surprise her viewers.
I’ve been watching Oprah since I was 18 (which means that her show has been on for more than half my life) but I was rather skeptical about her new venture, OWN. But, so far, so good. The first show I watched, Season 25: Oprah Behind the Scenes, was compelling, and has already earned a Season Pass on my DVR. The series straddles the line between documentary and reality TV, showing how Oprah’s whole team of producers and staff puts together the show each week. From a programming standpoint, it’s a brilliant way to showcase her flagship program on OWN while it is still running on ABC. The episode I saw was about creating Oprah’s Season 25 Premiere, with John Travolta, a constructed jumbo jet cockpit, the surprise trip to Australia for the whole audience, and more. It was a new view on an Oprah show, giving us some glimpses of the media mogul herself, but also turning the show into a high-stakes exercise for her Senior Producer and focusing on the two producers, Jenna and Brian, self-described “Abbot and Costello” work spouses who were assigned responsibility for the premiere. When they cook up an idea to have a group of Ultimate Viewers take a road trip to the premiere and drive onto the stage, right into the studio mid-show, when the road trippers think they are pulling into a parking garage, Oprah says it can’t be done. Jenna and Brian’s reputations are on the line in a big way when they insist it can be done and go ahead with the plan. It turns into a down-to-the-wire challenge. Part of me had to wonder if they allowed this crazy plan to go forward to create more tension for the show, but in any case, it was compelling TV. (I have to think there was enough going on with the job of creating the season premiere itself that they didn’t have to add any manufactured drama to it for the reality show. But who knows. At least if it blew up that would have been compelling too, but I really didn’t want to see Jenna and Brian fail.)
The behind the scenes look at the show is also very educational. I am interested in media production myself (with The Mojo Mom Podcast archives in evidence) and it is amazing to see what goes into producing one episode of Oprah. Oprah makes it clear that her staff must be totally dedicated to work and if that means there is no such thing as life-work balance, so be it. I will say she came across as an effective leader and you can see how she interacts with her team. I don’t know if I could keep up with them at work, but I’ll definitely keep watching to learn from these master producers.
[photo credit: the Oprah "capster" is a creation by Mojo Girl]
Posted by Amy Tiemann on April 29, 2010 · Leave a Comment
Wow, what a bad day for monogamy in America. First I read that Tiger Woods supposedly admitted to cheating with 120 women…but it’s the 121st he doesn’t admit to, a daughter of a neighbor, that pushes his wife over the edge to meet with divorce lawyers.
And then there was Rielle Hunter talking to Oprah for a whole hour. I had to eat a lot of chocolate chips to sit through that interview. Living in Chapel Hill, John Edwards’ meltdown when he cheated on his cancer-stricken wife and had a baby with his mistress while running for President is practically a cottage industry (a source of local gossip with national implications, at least)–but now it’s weird to see the mainstream media leaping all over this story now, long after it has ceased to be relevant to the national campaign, when the major news outlets were conspicuously quiet, not knowing how to pick up on a story that had only been reported in the National Enquirer.
(Anyone else noticed how Tiger and Edwards and other wonderful dudes like Jesse James have really raised the bar on cheating? Now the idea of a woman leaving her husband because he just cheated with one person seems almost quaint.)
I had been an Edwards supporter and I had met John, Elizabeth, Andrew and Cheri Young on several occasions (Andrew assured us we were “like family,” which meant we were prospective fundraisers), and I had even met Rielle Hunter once in June 2006 just as she was about to come on board as the campaign’s “documentary videographer.” Last time I blogged about this I was really angry that the whole Edwards campaign had swindled me by collecting my donations and those of my family members under false pretenses, going forward with the campaign in the midst of the affair that could have blown up the whole 2008 election for the Democrats. Why don’t the media talk about that national campaign angle more? How could even the most Koolaid-imbibing loyalists move forward in that circumstance? Oprah didn’t really ask Rielle Hunter or Andrew Young about that on a probing level. My visceral reaction to Rielle is still that I am really bummed to think that every time I meet a female campaign worker I now feel a split-second impulse that I have to analyze whether she is a secret mistress. That really stinks.
But after seeing Rielle on Oprah today, a new thought emerges that applies to both Hunter and Edwards: Some lies are bigger than words.
Rielle can talk all she wants about “alignment” and “living her truth” and having other people project their judgments on her. Her actions were lies. His actions were thoroughly, inherently lies. The Edwards marriage storyline was a lie that was paraded int front of the whole country. John was renewing his vows with Elizabeth when Rielle was pregnant. Rielle was the “documentarian” who was going to show us the “real” John Edwards while carrying on a secret affair and making a sex tape with him. Even Rielle had to wonder what were we thinking? in hindsight, examining their reckless and inevitably destructive behavior. Rielle may be articulate and may have even spun a fantasy world in her head where her actions make sense to her. In the end, I believe that the truth is it doesn’t matter what they were thinking, it doesn’t matter what they said then, or are saying now. Their actions speak for themselves.