DMA: Joplin, MO-Pittsburg, KS
DMA rank: 151
TV Households in DMA: 145,700
Percentage of total U.S. TV households in DMA: 0.128
PO Box 1393
Joplin, MO 64802-1393
Digital channel: 43
Primary Programming: ABC
Shirley Morton, General Manager
Owner: Mission Broadcasting Inc
Whether its star intends it this way or not, TV Land’s The Jim Gaffigan Show will correctly be perceived as a sunnier answer to the cloudy-day tendencies of FX’s Louie. Gaffigan’s world is much less artful, more straight-on and also culled from his real life. Gaffigan has perfected his shtick, mixing deep sarcasm and negativity with a fine-line inoffensiveness. It works as a stage presence, but not so much as a TV character.
Denis Leary’s new FX sitcom, Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll, would have been everything he hopes it could be if he’d made it 20 years ago. Maybe even earlier. S&D&R&R has several things going for it that make it passably enjoyable, including some funny dialogue, good performances and, of course, Leary’s trademark grumpy charm. But many viewers are right to expect something more and fresher from Leary.
CBS’s Zoo will fit nicely in the pantheon of TV’s most ridiculous TV series’ premises (think: Manimal, My Mother the Car, Homeboys From Outer Space, The Secret Diary of Desmond Pfeiffer). Zoo may not be as awful as most of these programs, but it’s also not good. Viewers may cheer on the animals once they see the silliness humans have wrought by making the inane Zoo.
USA's Mr. Robot is a worldview-challenging psychological thriller that’s steeped in new-century punk politics, nervy with digital-age anxiety, and made with slick, smart panache. Rami Malek is riveting as lead character Elliot. He finds the vulnerable humanity in his prickly character without sentimentalizing him. Mr. Robot echoes Fight Club in its interest in how we live within ourselves—and live with ourselves—as people of conscience, and negotiate our relationship to society’s flawed, corrupt operating systems.
In The Right Stuff, Tom Wolfe writes that the first astronauts’ wives were presented as “seven flawless cameo-faced dolls sitting in the family room with their pageboy bobs in place, ready to offer any and all aid to the brave lads.” That was the image that NASA created, and that’s what ABC's The Astronaut Wives Club seeks to debunk. This show applies the Mad Men formula to the women who stood behind the heroes of the conquest of space. It’s an amused but gauzy look back at a prefeminist era when women deferred to their husbands, wore gloves to church and took one another potluck dishes like Tater Tot Surprise and Jell-O salad.