Back when I was a wee lad, Cleveland Amory would review shows for TV Guide magazine. He was on the back page, in a pencil sketch, wearing the typical white shirt and black tie reporter uniform of the ’60s. He was clutching a pipe, which is how you knew he was a critic. Reading his stuff
Are modern TV critics stuck on a hamster wheel? Recapping themselves into “becoming either burned out or a hack”? Turning into “fan-cum-critics” too smitten with stars and showrunners?Matt Zoller Seitz (left) addresses how TV journalists are, like almost everybody else these days, reinventing themselves in a lively and thoughtful column at Vulture.Seitz is the TV