And why wouldn’t they? You’ve got Salvatore, you’ve got (sigh) Jon Hamm, you’ve got a greek chorus of guys whose girl-watching drool veritably intermingles, and you’ve got Joan, an icon bursting at the seams.
So it makes sense that Mad Men be given its props in an all-gay-year-end-wrap-up entitled Withering Glance, written by Rick Nelson and Claude Peck for the Minneapolis-St. Paul Star Tribune.
Here’s what Rick Nelson had to say about our Joan:
…the divine Joan Hendricks as the secretarial sexpot…steers her apocalytpic bust through the steno pool like Gen. George Patton’s Third Army slicing through the Ardennes.
Claude Peck (best name ever since Roberta Lipp) on Sal:
The gay character (Salvatore, played by Bryan Batt) is closeted, but that’s actually a bit refreshing in the new era of gays exploding all over the small screen.
To me, the brilliance of Sal’s gayness is that there is no one in 2007 who would possibly mistake him for straight, while there is no one in 1960 who would possibly consider that he is gay. Except for other gays. People notice something is off, but no one is identifying it. (Joan certainly picked up on something in Nixon vs. Kennedy.) So to the contemporary viewer, it is shocking to see. He might as well be walking around the office naked. And each time he refers to a woman he finds attractive, you kind of… stare at him. And the camera stays there so we can. stare. And then a a big group Huh?
(And yet, at times in our lives, we have met that guy. Worked with him. He’s all married or dating women and singing show tunes and befriending, well, me. ‘Cause he knows a sistah. And you kind of… stare at him.)
Check out the article; it’s a fun read. Mad Men is mentioned at the end, but notably as the only TV these guys found worth calling out. Their devotion is clear.