9 November 2003, by Webmaster
A television series to rival Shakespeare? Why not, asks Thornton McCamish, who believes programs at their best should be considered art.
Late one winter Tuesday night I was slumped in front of the tube with my baby son watching The West Wing. The president’s grumpy speechwriter, Toby, was trying to draft the president’s inauguration speech and it wasn’t going well. Miserable, frustrated, he scrunches up another page of false starts and throws it away, missing the bin. He always misses the (...)