Dear Mr. Sorkin:
I'm a scriptwriter trying to make it in the biz. Just me and 49,000 others...
As one of those 49,000, I just wanted to say thanks. Thanks for all those years of West Wing and now, Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. It's a real shame that NBC execs are even more short-sighted than what's normal for their phylum. It's a stunning admission to declare that at one time there were studio execs that actually did have some foresight.
I know I probably could lose my WGA card for that but then I don't have one yet so I've got nothing to lose. There were men who saw the value of a little known show called M*A*S*H back in the early 1970s. It finished virtually dead last that first year. But the execs, endowed, apparently, with their own thoughts and insights saw something there worth nurturing. Let's see if we can help this thing grow, they said. Silly of course. It only ran for another ten years and still holds the record for the most watched broadcast of all time, with "Goodbye, Farewell, Amen."
I want to thank you for a wonderfully well written, well produced show. Studio 60 was an honest-to-God breath of fresh air in a medium that is today as conducive to nurturing creativity as the surface of Mars.
There are quite a few people out here — people with IQs well beyond the Chia Pet level of those watching Deal or No Deal — who appreciate a show with smart, whiplash dialog. Who like watching adult interaction. Who want to see a show at least discuss real issues critical to our times. Studio 60 gave us this. What the execs don't seem to realize is that smart people are dangerous people when they're bored. Better to have them sated in front of the tube after a long day of realizing that the rich are getting richer, that the Bush administration is just pretending to play nice (Lord, there's someone who could've used remedial acting lessons) and that things really should be changed on a fundamental level. Better to entertain us. Try to postpone the inevitable.