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Patrick Freyne: The Morning Show is just like real life. Who hasn’t slept with a tech billionaire?

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Many older journalists I know were influenced in their career choice by seeing All the President’s Men, a film about the investigation that brought down Richard Nixon, at a formative age. As a child of television, not movies, I was always more a Statler and Waldorf hack than a Woodward and Bernstein one. I learned all I know about journalism from Muppets literal and figurative. (I can see some of them from my desk.)

While my approach to cultural criticism was shaped by Statler and Waldorf, my reporting skills were honed by observing Kermit the Frog on Sesame Street. His hard-hitting report on Humpty Dumpty’s gruesome death is basically my Watergate.

I watch it frequently. Clad in his reporter’s trilby and trench coat (quite a contrast with his customary nudism on The Muppet Show) his head flapping open and shut with his authoritative high-pitched voice and his green complexion, Kermit is a reminder of a time when mainstream media institutions were trusted bellwethers for our culture.

Kermit was never afraid of becoming part of the story, either, in this instance accidentally murdering Humpty Dumpty to the consternation of some talking Muppet horses. “Become the story” is, as you know, the first thing you learn in Journalism 101 – and, as you can tell from this piece so far, it’s how I like to operate.

It’s also how the news anchor Alex Levy (Jennifer Aniston) likes to operate on The Morning Show (Apple TV+). In the second episode of the fourth season, Levy is annoyed by the traffic caused by an Extinction Rebellion-style protest and leaps in exasperation from her car.

Before long she’s flapping her luxuriantly haired head, Kermit style, on a livestream, at which point she is doused in oil by protesters, tear-gassed by police and given documents about the malfeasance of certain oil companies by a passing protester. As I sit here covered in gunk and weeping, let me confirm that randomers handing me documents for no good reason is how I get all of my stories.

Afterwards Levy muses to her colleagues that, in the face of global environmental decay, being delayed in traffic perhaps isn’t that terrible.

It’s a testament to Aniston’s powers that she makes an inconsistent character who makes no sense whatsoever work on the screen. Since her glory days on Friends, Aniston is a supremely watchable and charismatic screen presence. They could have just put her in the sky, like the baby-faced sun in Teletubbies, and it would still work.

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Alex’s colleague is called Bradley Jackson. (In the American news business, if you want to get viewers to watch women explain stuff, you have to give them men’s names.) She is played by Reese Witherspoon.

If Alex is the sun, then Bradley is the moon. For, while Alex is a liberal, Bradley is a conservative, or at least the kind of conservative that liberal TV producers can bear to give a heroic role (a liberal with a southern accent, lots of money and a gun). “We’re not so different, you and I,” they say to each other each season. “Conservative or liberal, are we not all, in our own ways, incredibly rich?”

In the first season there was a genuinely compelling story about a #MeToo-adjacent sexual-misconduct scandal to grapple with. (That plot disappeared when Steve Carell left in the second season.) Nowadays The Morning Show tells a messier, soapier type of story while retaining the notion that it has something important to say about the news media.

Bradley and Alex are constantly becoming the story: sleeping with the subjects of their stories or their bosses, illegally helping family members escape felony charges or, this season, helping Iranian interviewees defect to the United States without even doing the research to realise that one of them is a nuclear scientist.

Look, most journalists can relate to all that. Who among us hasn’t accidentally created an international incident, slept with a tech billionaire or committed a serious crime? The difference is that this shower can do all this and then give a speech about the importance of ethical and trusted news. That’s because rich Americans are very confused and have no shame.

The idealistic parts of The Morning Show trace a lineage back to Aaron Sorkin’s The Newsroom, which as far as I remember was just Aaron Sorkin dressing up as all the characters and lecturing us for 20 hours about how everything is our own stupid fault. Its working title was Hush, Children, Aaron Sorkin Is Speaking.

That said, I watched all of The Newsroom much as I watch every episode of The Morning Show. I do so to keep up with what’s happening in my profession. There are some new characters this season. For example, Marion Cotillard plays the new president of the network’s board, and she has a hunk husband who another of the characters takes to sleeping with. (Newsrooms, I don’t need to tell you, are hotbeds of lust.)

There’s also a nominatively determined broish, manosphere presenter whose name is Bro Hartman. They should really have just called him Phallus Penisman. Phallus Penisman, I am confident, will turn out to be a hunk with a heart of gold.

Elsewhere our heroes heedlessly adopt AI technology while proselytising on the dangers of deepfakes, investigate the suppression of serious news stories in their own organisation thanks to convenient tip-offs and genuinely experience the consequence-free lifestyles of rich Americans. The Morning Show is an enjoyable but chaotic mess that by accident or design makes a compelling argument for tearing the Fourth Estate to the ground. But please wait until I get out of the building.

For a counterargument, check out The Hack, on UTV (Wednesday), which is the newest show from Jack Thorne, the Adolescence writer. In recent years television drama has taken up some of the work of long-form factual storytelling with shows like the aforementioned Adolescence – which explored the influence of online toxicity on teenagers – and Gwyneth Hughes’s Mr Bates vs the Post Office, which dramatised the UK’s post-office scandal and actually led to real political consequences.

It’s a journalistic approach to drama that has been mined well by US showrunners such as David Simon in shows like The Wire and Show Me a Hero. The Hack is specifically about the Guardian reporter Nick Davies (David Tennant) and his editor Alan Rusbridger (the Mr Bates vs the Post Office star Toby Jones) investigating real-life misbehaviour at Rupert Murdoch’s News of the World.

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It presents the grottier realities of shoe-leather reporting that The Morning Show avoids, but it does so in a fun, heightened fashion, with Tennant breaking the fourth wall from time to time to narrate and comment on the legal difficulties of representing it all onscreen.

The Hack does a good job of showing how difficult, embattled, expensive and important real reporting actually is. It gives journalism a strange, bedraggled nobility absent from The Morning Show’s ridonkulous pomp. There are times, in fact, that the world-weary Tennant reminds me of a young Kermit the Frog.

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Brides review: Raw, compassionate chronicle of two teenage girls on a journey into extremism

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Director: Nadia Fall

Cert: 15A

Genre: Drama

Starring: Ebada Hassan, Safiyya Ingar, Yusra Warsama, Cemre Ebuzziya, Aziz Capkurt

Running Time: 1 hr 32 mins

Brides, a raw, compassionate, colourful chronicle of teenage friendship and radicalisation, was inspired by the case of Shamima Begum, the London schoolgirl who left home to join Islamic State.

Nadia Fall’s character-driven film is an intimate portrait of two 15-year-olds, Doe (Ebada Hassan) and Muna (The Witcher’s Safiyya Ingar), wrestling with domestic turmoil, abusive father figures and social exclusion in a grim British seaside town.

It’s 2014, and for the girls Islamic extremism in Syria is a romantic cause and an escape from a place where anti-Muslim sentiment is scrawled in graffiti. Even an innocent shoot-’em-up game at the arcade solicits racist comments from a local.

Suhayla El-Bushra’s screenplay is as unconcerned with political intricacies as the blissfully ignorant teenagers it depicts. The focus, instead, is the close, volatile friendship between Doe, a devout Somali-born Muslim girl, and Muna, her loud-mouthed British-Pakistani best friend.

If you’ve ever struggled with the urge to shout at the screen when some idiot wanders into a darkened cellar during a horror movie, this debut feature from the artistic director of the Young Vic theatre, in London, will likely tip you into megaphone mode.

At every turn the girls’ reckless journey from the UK to Syria seems cursed. The online presence that promised to “guide them on their journey” fails to collect them in Istanbul, where their passports and bus tickets are stolen.

They ought to take the hint. Instead they soldier on, often with the giggly enthusiasm of gap-year girls on a post-GCSE blowout holiday, towards the fairy tale they believe awaits them in Syria. Thrilling location shots from Turkey – whirling dervishes, winding streets, ornate mosques – add to the misplaced sense of adventure.

Hassan and Ingar deliver compelling, complementary performances: Hassan is as quiet and vulnerable as Ingar is fiery and charismatic. Clarissa Cappellani’s fluid cinematography and Fiona DeSouza’s stylish edits and inserts keep pace with the youthful exuberance. Judicious use of flashback sets up a gut-punch coda.

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Giorgio Armani creations interplay with Italian masterpieces at new Milan exhibition

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“Giorgio Armani, Milano, for love’’ at the Brera Art Gallery opens today, mere weeks after the celebrated designer’s death at the age of 91.

Featuring 129 Armani looks from the 1980s through the present day, the exhibition places his creations among celebrated Italian masterpieces by such luminaries as Raphael and Caravaggio.

It is one of a series of Milan Fashion Week events that were planned before Armani’s death, to highlight his transformative influence on the world of fashion.

“From the start, Armani showed absolute rigor but also humility not common to great fashion figures,’’ said the gallery’s director Angelo Crespi. “He always said that he did not want to enter into close dialogue with great masterpieces, like Raphael, Mantegna, Caravaggio and Piero della Francesca.’’ 

Instead, the exhibition aims to create a symbiosis with the artworks, with the chosen looks reflecting the mood of each room without interrupting the flow of the museum experience – much the way Armani always intended his apparel to enhance and never overwhelm the individual.

A long blue asymmetrical skirt and bodysuit ensemble worn by Juliette Binoche at Cannes in 2016 neatly reflects the blue in Giovanni Bellini’s 1510 portrait “Madonna and Child”; a trio of underlit dresses glow on a wall opposite Raphael’s “The Marriage of the Virgin”; the famed soft-shouldered suit worn by Richard Gere in American Gigolo, arguably the garment that launched Armani to global fame, is set among detached frescoes by Donato Bramante. Every choice in the exhibition underscores the timelessness of Armani’s fashion. 

Armani himself makes a cameo, on a t-shirt in the final room, opposite the Brera’s emblematic painting “Il Bacio” by Francesco Hayez. 

“When I walk around, I think he would be super proud,’’ said Anoushka Borghesi, Armani’s global communications director. 

Armani’s fashion house confirmed a series of events this week that Armani himself had planned to celebrate his 50th anniversary. They include the announcement of an initiative to support education for children in six Southeast Asian, African and South American countries. The project, in conjunction with the Catholic charity Caritas, is named “Mariu’,’’ an affectionate nickname for Armani’s mother.

In a final farewell, the last Giorgio Armani collection signed by the designer will be shown in the Brera Gallery on Sunday, among looks he personally chose to represent his 50-year legacy.

“Giorgio Armani – 50 Years” opened to the public today at the Pinacoteca di Brera in Milan, Italy. The exhibition lasts until 11 January 2026.

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The last day of doomsday: What is the viral ‘RaptureTok’ trend?

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If you’re reading this today, Wednesday 24 September 2025 could be the last day before the end of the world as you know it.

If you’re reading this tomorrow, you weren’t blipped out of existence and good luck with all the rebuilding. Please do better.

Confused? We’ve got you covered.

According to the more holy corners of TikTok, it has been prophesized that yesterday – or today, they couldn’t make their minds up on which one, so just go with it – is the day of the Rapture.

For the filthy heathens among you, that’s the long-awaited end-time event when Jesus Christ returns to Earth, resurrects all dead Christian disciples and brings all believers “to meet the Lord in the air.”

It wasn’t yesterday, clearly, so today’s the day… And turn off that R.E.M. song, this is serious.

This all stems from South African pastor Joshua Mhlakela, who claimed that the Rapture will occur on 23 or 24 September 2025. Mhlakela said that this knowledge came directly from a dream he had in 2018, in which Jesus appeared to him. Mhlakela reiterated all of this on 9 September in an interview with CettwinzTV and since then, the prophecy has become a viral sensation on TikTok.

Many individuals on the social media platform have taken this literally and very seriously, with more than 350,000 videos appearing under the hashtag #rapturenow – leading to the trend / popular subsection dubbed ‘RaptureTok’. 

Some videos mock the prophecy, but you don’t have to scroll for too long to find those who are completely convinced that it’s happening today.

There’s advice on how to prepare; tips on what to remove from your house should certain objects contain “demonic energy”; and testimonies of people selling their possessions. One man, who goes by the name Tilahun on TikTok, shared a video last month, in which he said he was selling his car in preparation for the big day. “Car is gone just like the Brides of Christ will be in September,” he said.

One woman in North Carolina was live recording yesterday from the Blue Ridge Mountains, fervently keeping an eye on any holy activity in the sky. Another claimed that her 3-year-old started speaking in Hebrew, thereby confirming that it’s all legit. 

Some more distressing videos include American evangelicals saying goodbye to their children for the last time… We won’t share those, as they’re actually quite depressing.

It’s hard to completely blame TikTok users for wanting the final curtain to drop, as things aren’t going too great down here on Earth. That being said, it’s worth noting that the Bible never actually mentions the Rapture; it’s a relatively recent doctrine that originates from the early 1800s, one which has gained traction among fundamentalist theologians – specifically in the US, where everything is fine, civil conversation is alive and well, no one’s worried, and they’re all enjoying their “God-given freedoms”.

So, if the Rapture does come to pass, we here at Euronews Culture will be eating a whole concrete mixer full of humble pie. If it doesn’t, see you tomorrow, and do spare a thought for those who are going to be very disappointed on Thursday 25 September. 

And if extra-terrestrial beings followed Tara Rule’s advice (see below), thank you alien visitors for joining in on the fun. And if you could provide some much-needed guidance on how to do better, that would be grand.

Only a few more hours left to find out…

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