I recently completed watching the fifth and last season of The Wire, thanks to Netflix. And I was so moved by the experience that I have vowed to never watch another Emmy broadcast ever in my life. Even if a show that I really like is nominated. Even if someone I love is nominated. Even if I am nominated. That’s how strongly I feel about it.
Why? Because The Wire, despite being considered by many critics as being one of the best shows in the history of television has only been nominated for an award twice in the Outstanding Writing in a Drama Series. It lost in 2005 to an episode of House. I could write an episode of House. Give someone an obscure disease that no regular doctor can figure out. Make sure that person lives in Boston so they can wind up in the hospital that Dr. House works in. Now for the next 40 minutes have Dr. House scare his staff into figuring out what’s wrong with the patient. While they are working, make sure that Dr. House is somewhere else in the hospital pissing off the bosses, the staff, and the family of the sick person. Right before the person dies have Dr. House run in and save their life. There. Done. Give me an Emmy.
The Wire should have been sweeping the Emmy’s, winning awards left and right, Desperate Housewives style. But they have only been nominated twice for writing. Which they deserved to be, but for all five seasons. Not one nomination for acting, directing, even craft services (cuz you know that filming in Baltimore, they had the crazy seafood buffets).
Maybe I am taking this too personally. Maybe I feel slighted because I feel like I know these people. Maybe Proposition Joe’s Maryland (pronounce Mer-Land) accent made me extremely homesick. Maybe watching The Wire and listening to Wale is just too much DMV (D.C. Maryland Virginia) overload for someone stuck in the Dirrty South.
This was just good television. The writing was real and gritty and even funny at times. It was so genius that the lines between the good guys and the bad guys were often blurred, forcing you to think really hard about whose side you were on. The acting was superb, considering the number of previously unknown and untried actors on the show. The storylines focused on the illegal urban drug trade and law enforcement. But the secondary stories covering politics, the newspaper business, education, and the docks taught me about those industries while entertaining me.
So, in response to the snubbing of The Wire by the Emmy’s, I will be snubbing them. I won’t even watch the red carpet arrivals. I’ll just catch the dresses in People Magazine the next week. If I miss any especially good hosting or acceptance speeches, let me know and I will find them on You Tube later. For now, f**k ’em!
”It’s like them never giving a Nobel Prize to Tolstoy,” said Jacob Weisberg, editor-in-chief of the Slate Group and a correspondent for Slate.com. ”It doesn’t make Tolstoy look bad, it makes the Nobel Prize look bad.”