Everything we can't stop loving, hating, and thinking about this week in pop culture. This Week: - "Imagine" thinking this video was a good idea.
- All the best and worst TV to watch while quarantined.
- Rosie is coming back to save us.
- Bowing down to Westworld's Thandie Newton.
- Even Netflix is suffering.
That Cursed "Imagine" Video As they say, the road to hell is paved with good intentions. Apparently, it's also soundtracked by the doomsday warblings of very famous people singing "Imagine."
It's becoming increasingly clear that celebrities, a breed for whom attention is as essential for survival as water, are going through it in their self-isolations.
Some are channeling the disruption to normalcy for good. Hilary Duff turning on her front-facing camera to yell at young fans who aren't taking social distancing seriously? Yes! Ariana Grande and Taylor Swift shaming followers who are still hitting up the bars? We stan. Pink blessing my Instagram feed with a video of her at the piano singing "Make You Feel My Love," just to put a little niceness out into the world. I could cry!
 Then there's Gal Gadot conning her movie star friends into crooning "Imagine," then delivering the monstrosity to the world with a self-satisfied smile, as if it's a gift as valuable as face masks and COVID-19 testing kits to hospitals that need them. The workforce has been brutalized, the economy is decimated, people are dying, and I'm, quite ironically, almost out of toilet paper. But here's a little song!
The Wonder Woman star opens the video with a message. "This virus had affected the entire world, everyone, it doesn't matter who you are, where you're from, we're all in this together," she says, kicking off the singalong as the likes of Kristen Wiig, Natalie Portman, Amy Adams, Sarah Silverman, Will Ferrell, Zoe Kravitz, James Marsden, Pedro Pascal, Mark Ruffalo, and Maya Rudolph successively burp out little couplets.
The optics of it all. The pitchiness of it all. It is literally and metaphorically tone deaf. Celebrities, of all people, singing, "Imagine no possessions." You can't help but laugh!
I've tried several times to watch the video all the way through again as research, but I am physically unable to do it, typically tapping out right around Sia—though once I did make it all the way to Norah Jones singing wide-eyed in full-blown hostage panic.
To give the video credit, it has indeed united the world. We are one in hating it.
All things being fair, there is little opportunity for celebrities to use social media in these extremely weird times without exposing a little bit of obliviousness.
On the one hand, rich people preaching the power of social distancing from their mansions with massive yards, pools, wine cellars, screening rooms, tennis courts, and, I don't know, like zoos or something in their backyards can ring a little hollow when staying home for many people means entire households trapped together in one-room apartments. On the other hand, at least they're not Vanessa Hudgens shrugging about the fact that people are going to die because of this virus, "which is terrible, but, like inevitable?"
Even in isolation, celebrities are finding ways to get themselves canceled. You have to applaud.
To cleanse the palate of these bad takes and this (well-intentioned) star-studded cacophony, here are some of the nice things celebrities have done.
Perennial hero Laura Benanti started the hashtag #SunshineSongs, encouraging students whose high-school musicals were canceled because of the coronavirus to send her videos of themselves performing the songs, a heartwarming "show must go on" gesture that was replicated by Jennifer Garner, who launched the #heyjenlookatme hashtag on Instagram.
 Amy Adams joined Instagram so she could join Garner and a slew of other celebrities, including Reese Witherspoon, Jimmy Fallon, and Kamala Harris, in reading aloud children's books in support of Save the Children and No Kid Hungry.
Broadway personality Seth Rudetsky launched a daily live-streamed concert series with performances from a slew of Tony-winners and stage stars. Mariah Carey and her kids demonstrated hand-washing techniques while rapping along to one of her songs. Jojo belted out "Leave (Get Out)" with reworked lyrics about social distancing.
Miley Cyrus has begun hosting a live-streamed show about feel-good stories. John Legend, Chris Martin, and Keith Urban are among the artists who have staged mini concerts on Instagram. Lizzo hosted a live meditation. Even Real Housewives of New York City star Dorinda Medley led a "Do-robics" workout session on Instagram live.
And if you really want to make your heart flutter—and who among us couldn't use that right now—I encourage you to watch this short video of Dame Judi Dench wearing a floppy-eared dog hat urging people to "just keep laughing."
When you're done with that, feel free to get a little emotional as Glenn Close sends "thoughts of courage and love and resilience and kindness and empathy" as she contemplates the need to rediscover the beauty of community. Nothing but respect for my Wonder Woman.
All the Crap I Keep Watching on TV  On Sunday night, I gazed out my window and saw what surely must have been a mirage, some sort of apparition born out of quarantine-induced mania. A massive cruise ship was making its way down the Hudson River, embarking on a brand new journey, presumably with people on board. In this climate?
Once the shock of it all wore off, I was grateful for the buffoonery I had just witnessed. It was a needed reminder that there is truly no accounting for the ignorance and selfish negligence of Americans, no matter how bad things are and what repercussions others suffer for their actions. Also, it reminded me of a show that I needed to catch up on.
Avenue 5, it turns out, is a remarkably and unintentionally timely binge given everything that is going on.
The HBO comedy series, which I had seen the first four episodes of ahead of its premiere in order to interview creator Armando Iannucci and star Hugh Laurie, takes place 40 years in the future on the world's first space cruise ship. (See the connection?)
It's an amusingly cynical prediction. All of the advancements possible in technology and all the ways we glamorize the future of space travel, and we're just going to use it to push off a shitty cruise in space. Of course, given that people can't resist an all-you-can-drink package in a petri dish even now, of all times, I'd venture the prediction will prove quite accurate.
But there's more to its timeliness.
The premise is that an unanticipated disaster sets the space cruise off-course, meaning that the passengers could be stranded floating around the galaxy for years. There is no contingency in place for this not-far-fetched possibility. Everyone in charge displays unfathomable ineptitude in trying to manage things. And the civilians act almost exclusively against their best interests and chances for survival, because they're unwilling to weather minor inconveniences to their lifestyles.
I can't imagine why any of this would seem familiar.
Avenue 5 aired its season finale this week, which means there's a tight nine-episode binge, and it's quite funny at that.
In any case, knowing that people were going to want and need TV recommendations—things are so dire that people are apparently renting and watching Cats—I started to mentally catalogue the things that I've spent the last few weeks watching. It's a remarkable balance of some really great, captivating stuff...and a lot of crap.
I've watched the first episodes of The Plot Against America, Better Things, Black Monday, My Brilliant Friend, Dave, Westworld, and Little Fires Everywhere, all shows that I would, on a spectrum of enthusiasm, recommend. (Yes, even Westworld. Desperate times.)
I've been catching up on Star Trek: Picard. There were a handful of new episodes of Schitt's Creek waiting for me on my DVR, and I nearly cried with gratitude. Screeners for the new season of One Day at a Time, which starts its new season next week on Pop, brought me untold joy.
I have also watched an unconscionable amount of Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives. You haven't experienced shame like a new episode of Triple D starting and whispering aloud to an empty living room at 2 in the morning, "I think I've seen this one." But hey, it's gratifying escapism. Things may be bleak in New York, but it's business as usual in Flavortown.
I have watched so many episodes of Shark Tank. I've learned that Friends is almost constantly on. I am invested in Below Deck: Sailing Yacht. The seat cushion where I usually sit on the couch has started to get upsettingly pronounced, but at least I have come to develop near-oracle talent for determining if couples on HGTV are going to "love it or list it."
 Of course, I've spent most of my time these past days staring out my window wondering things like, "What would have happened if they never said that young people weren't going to get sick?" and "Did the people who applied for minimum-wage jobs at grocery stores know that they were signing up to serve in the front lines of war?" and "Do people now finally realize that teachers deserve to be paid about 700 times more money than they are?" (Preach, Shonda Rhimes.)
Anyway, the world's a weird place, there's a lot of TV out there, I don't know what to make of anything, Top Chef is finally back, and new episodes of RuPaul's Drag Race air on Fridays. Enjoy.
The Rosie O'Donnell Show Is Coming Back! Fun fact about me: The only celebrity I've ever written a fan letter to was Rosie O'Donnell.
When I was a teenager I was in the hospital a lot, often for long periods. One of the things I remember most from that time is watching The Rosie O' Donnell Show every day. She was funny. The show was happy. There was a lot of Broadway.
I truly, from the bottom of my soul, don't believe that anything or anyone can "turn" someone gay. But The Rosie O'Donnell Show definitely turned me gay. The first time I ever saw Kristin Chenoweth was on Rosie. The impact on my life. On our nation!
 Anyway, one afternoon, I don't know why, I just wrote her a letter saying, "Hey! I watch you every day, your show is good, and I like it." She didn't write back, but a few years ago she did share a story I wrote about her return to The View on her Twitter account. Same thing.
The reason any of this matters is because The Rosie O'Donnell Show is coming back! For one night only, O'Donnell is doing a live-streamed show on Broadway.com and its YouTube channel Sunday night at 7 pm ET as a fundraiser for The Actors Fund.
The idea was the brainchild of Certified Kevin Crush™ Erich Bergen (Madam Secretary, Waitress on Broadway), who helped her draft a list of talent incepted directly from my mental list of favorite performers, including: Judith Light, Megan Hilty, Andrew Rannells, Sarah Jessica Parker, Audra MacDonald, Kelli O'Hara, Stephanie J. Block, Darren Criss, Tituss Burgess, Billy Porter, Idina Menzel, and, of course Queen Chenoweth—all singing from the comfort of their homes, which I will be then scrutinizing intensely through their webcam feeds.
Thandie Newton Is So Good on Westworld If you managed to make it through last week's impressively boring season three premiere of Westworld, this week you get your reward. On Sunday night, Maeve's back!
Listen, this is the most annoying show on television and nothing makes me question free will more than the fact that I keep on watching it. But the silver lining to all of it is getting to see Thandie Newton's performance.
Newton is wily, mischievous, and fun, wielding cutting lines of dialogue like a poison dagger. But it's her quiet moments that register at the highest decibels, telegraphing desperation, panic, and resolve in the face of relentless heartbreak all at once.
This godforsaken show forces its actors to, in one intense look, question the entire nature of human existence and I'll be damned if that's not exactly what Newton somehow conveys. It's as if all the ambition of what Westworld is trying to do and be is harnessed in what Newton is actually managing to execute. So, yeah, Sunday night! She's back! Enjoy!
Even Your Netflix Binges are Fucked How bad are things? From CNN: "Netflix will reduce streaming quality in Europe for at least the next month to prevent the internet collapsing under the strain of unprecedented usage due to the coronavirus pandemic." Welp. -
Top Chef All-Stars: I couldn't be happier that this show is back. -
One Day at a Time: I REALLY couldn't be happier that this show is back. -
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