"I apologize. I know I left some of your favorite shows off this list. How do I know that? Because I left some of my favorite shows off this list. The happy and unfortunate fact is that there are far more than 100 great shows, and more created every year. Lists are incredibly important: they are how we define what matters to us, what we want entertainment and art to do, what we expect of our culture." —TIME TV critic James Poniewozik
The fall after the Clinton impeachment trial, The West Wing offered a fantasy: a stand-up president (Martin Sheen) who really never did have sexual relations with that woman. Aaron Sorkin made policy debates as dynamic as a police shootout; the show trademarked the kinetic hallway “walk and talk scene” and crackled with sharp, witty dialogue. It could be preachy, self-congratulatory and idealized, but maybe making a dark critique of government would have been the easy thing to do; instead, The West Wing asserted that people in government could be competent and well intentioned. For many, of course, the real point of watching the show was the 30s-screwball-comedy flirtation between Josh and Donna. But at heart The West Wing was a civic romance in love with democracy, and it didn’t care who knew it.
Early in this game show, you are reminded of what a different time it was made in, and I don’t mean when the intro proclaims it “television’s gayest game!” It’s when panelist Bennett Cerf is introduced as a “publisher, raconteur and wit.” Try to imagine somebody on Deal or No Deal being willingly labeled with any of those three descriptives. The concept was simple: a celebrity panel asked yes-or-no questions of guests and tried to guess what they did for a living. But the real game—as on You Bet Your Life or, later, Match Game—was listening to the panel reason and trade witticisms. The cocktail banter and the choice of panelists—columnists, politicians—befit a time before the Jerry Springer / Charlie Rose apartheid of low and highbrow talk TV. The stakes may have been low on What’s My Line?, but the conversation was raconteurriffic.