I'm sorry Alison, I could have sworn I replied to your question, but I see that my answer is not here, now that I come back to this thread.
The major channels all carry election coverage, but you can find many cable stations that cater to those who don't want to watch political stuff.
I finished The Third Man. I found it breathtaking at moments, incredibly similar to the movie, and yet shallower. The movie has a richness that the book doesn't have. However the filmmakers leaped into the milieu already created and went it one better - in other words, they out-Greened Greene. The book has the same spiral downward to the depths emotionally and gets better as you get into it. Several sentences from the middle onward made me suck in my breath, they are so thrilling to read. I don't know if I was so very much more impressed by the writing, or by the fact that it was exactly like the movie.
I very much liked that Calloway was the narrator, he's very funny and world weary. There isn't much different outwardly from book to screenplay, all the interchanges between characters are there, except for the second part of Lime's ferris wheel speech and one piece of dialogue between Anna and Holly, who is called Rollo. But inwardly, there is something just slightly lacking in the settings, the underpinnings of the novel are not as unsettling as the movie.
The descriptions of the characters and events are literally the same, as if the film were made first and Greene looked at it and described what he saw - but it wasn't. You can see that the novella was a practice run for Greene before he wrote the screenplay. One thing is for sure, Harry Lime IS Orson Welles. It's obvious. No other could have played him. Described right down to the look on his face, that little nose and his bulky frame.
There is a breadth to Greene's work, he seems to make analogies to things we can all identify with, even when his characters are in specific situations that we could never possibly be in or relate to. There is something comforting in his sureness that we know how Holly/Rollo is feeling at any given time, a humanity to Holly's foolish pipe dreams and visions of the past. How is it that I know how Holly feels when he looks back at all those 'good times' at school with Harry, and is disillusioned? Seeing instead only that he was used over and over again and left holding the bag?
Ice Skating by John Albok, 1937