The opening of Saw VI hereby challenges the opening of Saw II to a duel.
That's the opening of Saw II.
Greutert continues:
The audio team up here in Canada works on movies that are normally more along the lines of Atom Egoyan’s dramas, so it’s always very special when we get to immerse them in the swirling cyclone of screams that is SAW.
The reason why the Republican Party is still in control--and they are, electoral victories be damned--is because they have accepted, and learnt to use to their advantage, something that Democrats still fight to deny:
Most people in this country are rock-bone-stick-stupid. Now, that's obviously one of my more cynical pronouncements. But, read this (via Think Progress) and tell me you can come up with another explaination.
The Columbian reports today that Raymond Denny, a 64-year old man from La Center, Washington, recieved a thirteen-question survey in the mail from the RNC, and that one of the questions implied that the health care reform bills before Congress would purposely discriminate against people who affiliated with the Republican Party
A spokesman for the RNC has now described the mailing as “inartfully worded.”
Oh, don't sell yourself short, RNC. I'd say it's very arfully worded...if you accepted what I assert you've accepted. And the proof of it is that even though this is being called (and is) "shameful" "fear-mongering"...you're still going to knock any chance we had of meaningful health reform down flat.
...and this morning I got up to a gentle rapping at my door, announcing the arrival of another package of goodies from my Amazon list, this one courtesy of my friend Jen AKA "Jeopardygirl."
She sent me a couple of things, first, Simon Reynolds' lovely book, Rip It Up and Start Again: Postpunk 1978-1984.
I read a library copy of this a few years ago when it first came out, and reviewed it for Amazon thus:
What more can you ask from a music/pop culture book other than that it tell you things you didn't know about bands you generally consider yourself knowledgeable of?
This one deserves space on the shelf of fans...for that if no other reason.
And now it gets space on mine.
As with Corey and RTD's book yesterday, there's a certain aptness to this, as Jen and I share a fondness for this era musically. I can't speak for Jen, but if you wanted to take a peek at what it's like to live in my head pretty much 24/7 (like some New Romantic looking for a TV sound)...
The second thing she sent is the DVD of one of the great concerts by one of the great comedians, Carlin at Carnegie.
Thanks to Corey Klemow for sending me the Russell T. Davies book off my wish list. For those of you who don't know, Davies is the writer/producer who rebuilt Doctor Who and took it to new heights; he's written (with a journalist) a book about it.
Corey and I are both fairly unrepentant Doctor Who geeks We first "met" a little over ten years ago (god help us both...) on the old rec.arts.drwho message boards and later in person at a con.
I'd say more but as I'm writing I've just come in from a day with the nephew, and want very much to crawl into a Zero Room.
Corey knows what I mean by that, but for those of you who don't, think
It seems very fitting Corey should be the one to send this to me. Thank you, Corey. :)
Specifically, at least one person from London, England visited the post from yesterday regarding my suspicions about celebrity gossip blog writers, by following a link from an unidentified Twitter page.
Rob Zombie's Halloween 2 is not being screened for critics...and you know what that means, like 99 times out of 100. Too bad. I had some hopes for it, but I guess, as with his first version, I'll be waiting on the DVD...
The latest Batman rumours report that Megan Fox might be tapped to play Catwoman, although Fox's reps deny it. True or not, we're sure that somewhere, Michelle Pfeiffer, Julie Newmar and the ghost of Eartha Kitt are preparing to kick some ass
Now: So far, this is just another "Megan Fox is dumb" story (and I gotta tell ya, I'm starting to suspect jealousy) that in and of itself wouldn't be worthy of comment. But the next line is.
while Sean Young sobs into her seventh glass of wine.
–verb (used without object) 1. to think or speculate curiously
And yes, these are all people or things that make or made me do that.
Ah, to be 10 years old again. They're currently remaking this and I'll never know why. I'm sure the SFX now are dated. I'm just as sure I don't care.
The best debut of a Doctor. Ever. And a story that's whispered in the mind of a child.
Especially one with a philosophical bent such as I was, and man as I am.
What more can I say about this at this point? Maybe just that for better or for worse, this is the cover I'll always associate with it...and the drawing of the palm always freaked me out.
Y'know...I was gonna do a joke about how Carmen Electra is, well, drying up. With the exception, of course, of her breasts, which as we all know are made out of reinforced steel. Then I realized she's got enough problems.
In this image, the gentleman laying next to her is about to use her face as an ash tray.
After declaring he would rather look forward, President Barack Obama is delving instead into the past to deal with lingering assertions of CIA mistreatment of terror suspects during the Bush administration.
Gee, imagine if they'd done something about this just when it was just the right thing to do; not because they were up against a wall legally.
By "they" I mean not just President Obama or his administration but every Democrat in Congress at least since '06. They left an awfully big mess for him to clean up, which they could've helped take care of if they'd just--ohwhatisthephrase--done their jobs.
Obama's approval of a new elite interrogation unit — to operate within the FBI but under supervision of an interagency group to be chaired by the White House national security adviser — allowed him to get out in front of the decision by Attorney General Eric Holder to appoint a government prosecutor and the administration's release of a newly declassified report detailing harsh Bush-era interrogation practices.
According to the material, CIA interrogators conducted mock executions, threatened to kill the children of one detainee and implied that another's mother would be sexually assaulted.
Remember that paragraph as you read this next one.
Some people at the CIA did that. And still:
Obama doesn't want to be portrayed as being soft on suspected terrorists and finds himself under pressure from both the right and the left to do something.
And here, we have another of the things Bush did to us.
Not making people think they're going to be executed, their family members killed and raped is considered being soft on terrorism now.
You may wonder what brought this on. I mean granted, Montag is an annoying "celebrity" with all the apparent wit and taste of shampoo (not the girl group).
But there are certainly other celebrities of whom this is true. However, now...hating Montag has become personal. See, I made the mistake of checking out video of her..."singing" at a beauty pageant.
My defense: Somebody said the song reminded them of a single like from the '80s. Well, there's a reason: It's built around samples from a Yazoo song.
And not just any Yazoo song... "Situation," one of the great electronic dance/pop songs. Sorry about the annoying ad(s) in the below video, but this is still the best version of their song I could find on YouTube.
I'll say it again, slowly. Some studio hack (or hacks) thought butchering a music track by synth pioneer Vince Clarke (only the Keith Richards of techno-pop) would be a good idea.
Someone(s) thought replacing vocals by a singer as soulful and happy as Alison Moyet with Heidi Montag would be a good idea, for crying out loud.
Here is her "song" strictly for illustrative purposes.
I urge you to bail out before Spencer starts his horrible attempt at "rapping" (around 2:20)
As you can see...I have no choice but to kill her.
(Should any police be looking in, let me just say, etc etc etc, that of course I won't be and have no intention of killing her.)
(However, should I ever have the opportunity to vote her into a Tennessee prison*, there's no telling what I might do.)
*(Which really should be a reality show at some point.)
In reality, the health care wrestling match is less a test of Mr. Obama’s political genius than it is a test of the Democratic Party’s ability to govern. This is not the Reagan era, when power in Washington was divided, and every important vote required the president to leverage his popularity to build trans-party coalitions. Fox News and Sarah Palin have soapboxes, but they don’t have veto power. Mr. Obama could be a cipher, a nonentity, a Millard Fillmore or a Franklin Pierce, and his party would still have the power to pass sweeping legislation without a single Republican vote.
Here's what's weird to me...ok, let me rephrase that, here is one of the things which is weird to me. I remember hearing; I think it was sometime around the inauguration, that one of the things about the President which gave hope was essentially this:
Having received so much money from so many sources, he would be beholden to none.
Part of me thinks I should save this till tomorrow afternoon, when I'm looking for the latest in this year's "list" meme for the month of August. Certainly it would fit there, being a "Megamix" of one of my favorite bands in one of my favorite genres.
In the past couple of years, Cool Runnings has become one of those movies which every time it's on TV, which it is a fair amount, I nearly always have to stop and watch, at least part of it. This is one of my favorite parts to stop and watch.
It's one of my favorite John Candy movies (and actually the whole ensemble's good), along with Planes, Trains & Automobiles, Stripes, and Splash ("...what about that, huh? What about a woman showing up naked in a public place, Freddie?" "Well I'm for it, of course."
In the above scene, BTW, notice that tbe whole "Derice, remember the radio? Radio? stick, hitting with the stick?" sequence seems to have been assembled from reused footage and ADR...but it works.
Once again, I am completely out of the mainstream when it comes to television. I don't watch any of the top-rated shows of the moment. In an odd way, I find that reassuring...even though I know it'll only last until House comes back and I start feeling all common again (it's the same feeling I get when I have to admit I like the shape of Angelina Jolie).
It's no great pleasure to stare for hours at a show that everyone is supposed to (nay, commanded to) adore and come away feeling depressed, underserved and unhip in every way...
Heretical as it may seem to say, "Mad Men" is the truest example of style over substance.
Try as I might, "Mad Men" fails to resonate, settle in, tell me something. It can no longer get out of its own way so as to allow its multiple story lines to experience actual forward momentum. (Only the calendar does that.)
A little dab of "Mad Men's" style goes a long way. If you find yourself with a stack of old episodes, getting ready for more of the "Mad Men" craze, and you want to believe, and yet you lack faith, I am here to absolve you. You read it here first: You do not have to watch "Mad Men."
Have you ever wondered, how low can the conservatives go?
Last week, Las Vegas radio station KDWN AM720 sponsored a “contentious” town hall, emceed by conservative morning show host Heidi Harris. At the event, local news stations were interviewing an Israeli man who was praising the “fantastic” “national health care” in Israel. During his remarks, a woman yelled out, “Heil Hitler!”
The President's centeredness, calm, and dignity inspire trust but also suggest a certain lack of combativeness, a reluctance to express indignation, and an unwillingness to identify enemies -- resulting in a tendency toward compromise even at the early stages of controversy.
Obama may be temperamentally incapable of being more combative and identifying enemies. But surely he can state less equivocally what he does and does not want -- and, with regard to key matters such as the public option, what he'll sign and what he won't.
The widening gap between admiration for Obama and cynicism about his policies also reinforces passivity in Obama's base, which makes it even harder to advance a specific agenda. His presidential campaign strengthened the nation's political grass roots and spawned hope for a new era of public engagement, but Obama's reluctance to fight for any specifics is causing the base to lose interest.
Conservatives say, "Now that's the face we want to project to America!"
Y'know...I've said this before, but it bears repeating. It may be that the one thing for which I will never be able to forgive John McCain is that he elevated an angry piece of shit dumbass racist skinhead like Sam "Joe the Plumber," Wurzelbacher to the national stage.
During his appearance at the Americans for Prosperity RightOnline conference in Pittsburgh, August 15, Joe the Plumber said that in the old days, politicians would have been “taken behind the woodshed and slapped upside the head a couple times.” But, he said, “I don’t advocate violence.”
I don’t either, “Joe.” That's why I'm sure you'll understand I'm not advocating for violence when I say:
In the old days, angry piece of shit dumbass racist skinheads like you would rot behind bars for stealing drugs from dentists’ offices. And get punched out in the yard so many times you wouldn't be able to say "Joe the plumber"...much less your real name and occupation.
But I don't advovate for violence. I'm just saying, in my good old days--which are at least as real as your good old days--that's exactly what would happen.
As you know, I've been getting a sinking feeling about President Obama (and his administration)'s apparent desire to make nice with Republicans. Especially at the expense of the progressives who got him elected or what I think they used to call "real, meaningful reform."
I'm far from the only one. Robert Kuttner of the American Prospect, for example, penned a piece for Huffington in which he says:
Clearly, the administration playbook is to stick to the high road and not take the argument to the other side. But the strategy isn't working. The approval ratings for both the president and for his health plan are falling. He isn't even inspiring his own strongest grass roots backers to turn out in numbers at support rallies.
Now, this is the end of a speech from The American President, one of my favorite movies (& my first Sorkin!). It's a speech that would make anybody in the liberal wing of the Democratic party's heart surge with warmth.
We've got serious problems, and we need serious people, and if you want to talk about character, Bob, you'd better come at me with more than a burning flag and a membership card. If you want to talk about character and American values, fine. Just tell me where and when, and I'll show up. This is a time for serious people, Bob, and your fifteen minutes are up.
As you also know, when I am feeling low about my government and elected leaders, I like to think of Presidents as played by Martin Sheen. Or in this case, Michael Douglas. Instead, I got...
(And now we're back to the HuffPo. BTW, there is no significance to the fact that the writer of that post is named Robert, and the character Douglas is addressing in the quote is called Bob. Just a coincidence.)
Instead, I got...
At his own town hall meeting in Portsmouth, New Hampshire August 11, Obama was quite eloquent and detailed on the foolishness of the "death panel" lies, and he also said this:
Every time we come close to passing health insurance reform, the special interests fight back with everything they've got. They use their influence. They use their political allies to scare and mislead the American people. They start running ads. This is what they always do.
But, oddly, he didn't name the "special interests" (like the insurance and drug industry) because they are nominally part of his reform coalition.
I wonder if we could somehow get President Barack Obama a copy of The American President.
Bowing to Republican pressure, President Barack Obama's administration signaled on Sunday it is ready to abandon the idea of giving Americans the option of government-run insurance as part of a new U.S. health care system
Republican pressure? Republican pressure? In what state outside the state of mind apparently endemic of Washington, DC, do the Republicans have enough substance to force pressure?
You've got to be kidding me.
The Republicans should be embodied by their last standard-bearer. John McCain, despite what could've been and should've been a genuinely inspiring personal story, hollowed himself out in hopes of aiding his rise to the top.
The Republicans are men and women of Jello. And the only thing keeping them in the driver's seat...is that the Democrats are men and women of pudding.
Republican pressure. Good god.
Un-fucking-believable. No matter how little the GOP gets-and they are very, very little, in any number of ways-it's clear they still have the whip hand.
Why are Democrats always so fucking timid?
Republicans say a public option would have unfair advantages that would drive private insurers out of business.
...I believed that Hillary Clinton's problem [in the 2008 primaries] was not sexism but Hillary-ism, as in the people who were criticizing her did not have a problem with all women, but they did have a problem with her. As proof of this I noted analysis during the primary indicating that while women as a whole were a stronghold for Clinton, younger women were not.
But...
If someone had asked former Secretary of State Colin Powell what his lovely wife Alma thought of a particular policy issue, my guess is he would have been incredulous too. But the reality is no one would ask Secretary Powell that. I know some might argue that it is an unfair comparison, that Secretary Clinton is unique because she is married to a former president, but how many times was the most recent President Bush asked to articulate the policy positions of his father, the former president?
I found myself pretty frustrated with Hillary Clinton and her supporters last year too, as some of you may recall, but this is hard to argue with.
It's also interesting to me that in a weird way it's the exact same issues of female sexuality and power that I've been looking at in my blogs with regard to the "Megan Fox is dumb" stories...
I saw this on the Keith Olbermann show the other day, and it needs must be shared.
It seems that a couple vacationing at a rocky lake area, as couples vacationing are wont to do, wanted to take a picture or two of themselves by which to remember this time by.
So they set up a camera with an automatic timer and got themselves into position.
John Edwards' paternity test proves he fathered the baby. As for Elizabeth, she long ago admitted to covering up the affair — and the push for healthcare reform sadly lost a powerful advocate.
The skanky tabloid press was 100 percent accurate, the good-guy reformer who defended the defenseless turned out to be 100 percent liar, and though America was harmed in the process, imagine if the guy had been put on the ticket. Kudos, National Enquirer.
Here, George Carlin shows why he belonged on the comedian's Mount Rushmore (with Richard Pryor and Lenny Bruce). It's not just that he could literally make you laugh until tears came to your eyes...
It's that in the service of doing so, even with one of the most cliched subjects for 1990's comedy, he's returning to one of his best larger themes: How we use language--let me rephrase that, how language is used against us-to keep us disconnected from each other.
Saving Grace, with Holly Hunter, will finish its run next summer. Reportedly the studio was losing money on it.
According to the show’s creator, Nancy Miller, TNT wanted a full-season order for the series, but Fox, the show’s studio, declined for budgetary reasons.
Fox...the same studio that (in network form) hung my Terminator out to dry...
While Miller would have liked to see the show continue beyond the episodes scheduled for 2010, she said she is glad she got to tell the story about Grace Hanadarko, an Oklahoma City detective whose life is transformed by the appearance of a guardian angel.
"Here’s the deal. I got to set a show in Oklahoma City, my hometown, tell the story of Grace Hanadarko and explore God. [But] the DVDs are not selling, they can’t sell it foreign, and they’ve already lost a lot of money, and they don’t see any of that changing.
Great...now I feel guilty for not buying the DVDs. But then, what would a show exploring God be without a little guilt? Oh, well. This is one of the shows for which I've been most thankful in the last year or two.
For a while, at least, I got to see my favorite actress on television once a week. Besides that, I'll miss, among other things, the inter-female relationships on the show.
These were some of the best on television, by which I mean the ladies actually talk to each other about things besides men. And what ladies they were.
Any series that stars Holly Hunter, with the luscious (and hugely gifted) Laura San Giacomo in a featured role, with episodic appearances by the likes of Christina Ricci...
...well, for a show like that to fail may just prove that God is dead.
In recent episodes, besides Hunter & Giacomo, I've really become aware of what a great ensemble the cast has become.
When Hunter was absent from the middle third of an episode (her character had been kidnapped and the others came together to figure out who had taken her), I barely missed her at all.
But...for me not to miss Holly Hunter? To underscore: Not just as a guy who thinks she's a babe is she my favorite actress. If I were one (an actress) she'd be one of my role models.
Now, if I wanted to be dark, sardonic and bitter, I'd say that this year, first the networks took my Life, and now they've taken my Grace.
If I wanted to be dark, sardonic and bitter.
But fortunately, I don't. And anyway, as I quoted earlier, it seems to be the studio, not the network that killed this one.
Michael Wright, head of programming for TNT, told The Hollywood Reporter that he was disappointed to be losing the show prematurely.
TNT wanted more and (unlike NBC with Life, he said pointedly), I can't be mad at them for a lack of promotion. They hyped the heck out of the series.
Democrats seem blind-sided and flummoxed by the right's extreme, game-changing rhetoric. HuffPost's Sam Stein reports that the White House is "frustrated and confused by Palin, Limbaugh and Hannity." But this has all been telegraphed for years, from Ann Coulter slandering 911 widows and being cheered by NBC and other media outlets, to John Kerry, a man who volunteered to sacrifice his life for his country, being swift-boated for his willingness to face bombs and bullets.
...after Luke sees Ben Kenobi cut down by Darth Vader? How he stays and shoots it out with the stormtroopers for a few seconds, but then runs away when he hears Kenobi's voice in his mind?
Here's a great, semi-rare early '80s pop record. I call it "semi-rare" because although I managed to get through the entire '80s without hearing it (which I like to think makes it kinda rare), it did turn up on one of the best of the '80s comp series, Just Can't Get Enough.
Either way, that it's rare is debatable...that it's great is a fact.
Sigh. Ever just want to hit somebody but you're not quite sure who you can hit? It seems that in his town hall today, President Obama attacked those responsible for spreading lies and related idiocy about his policies.
Now, certainly some aspects of the media have been "co-conspirators," is it were, in spreading these. But I'd really like it if this President would start both kicking ass and naming names.
My god, it's like somehow President Obama swallowed whole what Ronald Reagan called "the 11th Commandment: Thou shalt not speak ill of a republican." Of course, when Reagan used it, he said "another republican."
I'm so, so, so, so tired of the people I elected acting as though the right-wing has any brains whatsoever. When they keep showing, every day in every way, not only that they don't, but that they insist on treating everyone else (right or left-wing) like they don't either.
Or, as a consoling white man once said to another dazzling urbanite who rode into a corrupt situation and hoped to change things with nothing more than a friendly smile...
"What did you expect? "Welcome, sonny"? "Make yourself at home"? "Marry my daughter"? You've got to remember that these are just simple farmers. These are people of the land. The common clay of the new West. You know... morons."
Everytime somebody screams and yells, and the response from the Obama camp is not "sit down, you idiot," but: "I understand your concern, but I think you're a little bit misinformed, let me try to explain just what..."
...is another day that we're going to have to put up with this cycle, and another day we get further and further from policies that might actually help some people. Instead of keeping up the pretense that everybody in Washington just wants the best things for all of our citizens, we just disagree on the methods.
Bullshit. There is right, and there is wrong. And we can see who's wrong. And we can see who isn't doing jack-diddly-squat about it.
First, a writer named Beth Armogida came up with a list of lessons learned from John Hughes movies.
To which I'll add:
John Candy is a fine role model. -- I haven't even seen Uncle Buck, but I'll add that, because I am a bachelor/slob uncle.
A single parent raising kids is possible, but probably not a good idea. --Mr. Mom
Ed O'Neill is going to have trouble overcoming audience identification of him as Al Bundy --Dutch
German girls love to whip out their breasts. --European Vacation
Actually, there is a limit to how much cute will let you get away with. --Curly Sue
In his 70s, Walter Matthau would do anything for a paycheck. --Dennis the Menace
Say, you know who might be good in a romantic comedy? Jennifer Lopez. Brilliant! Where do you come up with these things, I tell ya... --Maid in Manhattan
If you think on it, you'll realize you really don't want to go to your --Class Reunion
Macaulay Culkin is not as easily replaced as many of us thought. --Home Alone 3
A great, big, slobbering St. Bernard dog may be lovable at first, but eventually it starts leaving a lot of waste in its wake. --Beethoven's 3rd , 4th, 5th.
And...
Then again, so do characters originally played by Macaulay Culkin. --Home Alone 4
Second: Ok Alec, I'll give ya this one.
You may recall that I have been, in the past, somewhat skeptical of Alec Baldwin when he puts fingers to keyboard. In fact, he and Richard "I'm speaking for the whole world" Gere are two poster children for my well-known "actors shouldn't talk" policy.
Be that as it may, he actually says some very nice things about Hughes, with whom he worked on She's Having A Baby, in this piece.
...continuing my occasional series of making note of odd search terms that have led people to this blog...this morning, somebody Googled "ken varkentine." I can understand typoing or even misspelling "varkentine" (sometimes I'm not even sure about it)...but "ben?"
Or, "You knew we'd get there sooner or later." And actually, if I'd been running a little quicker, I would've made this yesterday's entry. Yesterday, you see, was the birthday of Tobin Bell...who stars in the Saw films (he's 67. Talk about your golden years).
Bell can dominate a scene (heck, an entire movie) while hardly ever leaving a sickbed, or seriously disturb you even while wearing a black velour v-neck shirt. His voice alone terrifies.
The link above is to what may be my favorite performance of all of Jigsaw's many "Game Over" tapes--although it's from IV, which started a downward spiral of the series (I'm hoping VI is a ninth-inning rally). Click it. You know you want to.
At the start of V, Scott Patterson's character is locked into a room with Jigsaw's corpse.
You don't want to be locked into a room with Jigsaw's corpse.
That is what you (or I anyway) call presence.
I still stand stubbornly by my belief that the Saw series requires a better class of actor than the wriggling asses and pretty faces-male and female-that make up your Texas Chainsaw Massascream 3's. Bell is the most obvious (tho not the only) example.
I wish he got more critical respect (especially for the second and third installments) but, while not being privy to his bankbook, I suspect there are, shall we say, certain other compensations.
One of the things I find most gratifying about having my blogs is when I stumble across a musican who is previously unknown to me, and then can share them with you. Case in point: Sachal Vasandani.
This is my generation, baby. And don't you forget about it. I can't imagine anyone in my age group getting through life without having seen this film. When I was in high school, I had a line or two from it written on my notebook. Didn't you?
I try not to hold it against it that this was Dan Quayle's favorite film. And that it made Ben Stein a star ("Bueller? ...Bueller? ...Bueller? Anyone? Anyone?")
For my money, this comedy road trip movie is the best of Hughes' films to take place outside of high school. She's Having a Baby is runner-up, but the film's just not as memorable, even though its soundtrack may've been one of the first places I heard Kirsty MacColl (bless her).
(Trivia: In one scene in ...Automobiles, a character is watching a film on television. If you listen to the soundtrack, the movie they're watching is She's Having...)
Sixteen Candles.
I'll have more to say about this on one of my other blogs tomorrow, for now, suffice it to say: When people have good thoughts about this movie, one of the things they forget is that the material about the sister's wedding is uniformly unwatchable. There are other things people forget, but... (see other blog)
OMG. I see it all now. Thinking of those elaborate traps Culkin sets up in this movie, we might as well rename the HO movies "The Adventures of Jigsaw, When he was a Boy."
Hughes movie soundtracks were among the most influential on my musical taste (along withSan Francisco's Live 105 radio station in the late '80s and early '90s). Come to think of it, Hughes may've been one of the most influental people in my entire psyche and life, certainly for somebody I never met.
How influential? Well, one of the earliest structural models for my unsold novel was this screenplay. It's grown a lot since then, but that was a basis for it.
Pretty In Pink
In retrospect, it's possible the reason I've never really liked most of the jobs that I've had is because I always wanted to go work for Annie Potts' character in this movie. And this soundtrack is the one that brought me OMD, who would become one of my favorite groups.
(again, more on this movie in forthcoming other post)
The Vacation movies. I have no proof, but I'd like to start a rumor that these were George W. Bush's favorite movies (except for the good ones, by which I mean the first and Christmas)
Hughes, the popular, almost-mythical filmmaker who made teen angst hurt so good in biting comedies such as Sixteen Candles, only to leave Generation Xers largely on their own as the Molly Ringwald-ruled 1980s ended, died after suffering a sudden heart attack during a walk this morning in Manhattan. He was 59.
A little over 10 years ago, back in the Usenet days (remember, Corey?), I wrote a post of what I called "the movies that Got It Right-movies that send me back to what High School life was really like, at least for me."
I thought it was one of the better online things I've written, so I've reprinted and/or updated it once or twice in my blogs. I'll be doing so again in a few hours when I have more time since, as I also said,
"John Hughes made the best High School movies of the 80’s (and therefore, of all time)."
Ok, yeah, I know, I missed a day. Did you notice? Actually, it's a good thing--when you don't see entries here or at one of my other blogs, it means that I found things to do other than sit in front of a computer screen.
But getting back to our thematic meme for this year, I want to talk a little bit about Monk, the worldwide favorite TV show. It's finishing up this season, and actor Tony Shalhoub is talking it up.
In this interview, he talks about one or two of the things that have made it a favorite series of mine.
I think, if I had to choose one thing, I would say that I would want people to take away this idea that sometimes people’s problems or neuroses are really the things that are kind of a blessing in disguise, and even though there’s, you know, sometimes there’s pain associated with these things that sometimes in the face of adversity with obstacles to overcome, people can really kind of soar and find their higher selves and I think that’s what we’ve tried to do on the show is we’ve portrayed this character as someone who turns his liability, his liabilities into assets per his life.
...in any comedy, what I try to do is I try and find out what are the more serious aspects of the character. And, conversely, when I do a serious role, I try and find out what’s funny about the character. And the beauty of this particular character is that I’ve had the opportunity to do both comedy and drama within one series, one character.
Ok. As you may've heard, there's a new Sherlock Holmes movie coming, directed by the ex-Mr. Madonna, and starring Robert Downey in the title role. From the ads that I've seen, the "twist" for this seemingly 201st variant on the original stories is that this will be Holmes as action/adventure hero!
Pass, I thought.
But now, now I find that I may well have to hope that the film makes a lot of money...if only because it might cause humiliation for judgemenal right-wing scold; "famly values" hack Michael Medved and his ilk.
See, another "twist" apparently, is that in this version,
"There's not a seething, bubbling hunger to see straight stars impersonating homosexuals," Medved told us. "I think they're just trying to generate controversy . . . They know that making Holmes and Watson homosexual will take away two-thirds of their box office.
Personally, I like seeing how quickly Medved came up with the words "seething, bubbling hunger" in connection with homosexuality. I'd also like to thank him for helping "them" generate said controversy.
But most of all, I'd really like to know from whence he gets his "gay=the loss two-thirds of their box office" figure. That's pretty specific, isn't it? And call me a cockeyed optimist, but from where I'm sitting, scorn for homosexuals is becoming less acceptable, not more.
Put another way: Mike, I'm sure the '60s traumatized you. But the '50s are never, ever coming back. And most of us think that's a good thing.
The White House and Democratic officials, surprised by the angry words thrown at Democratic lawmakers in their first weekend of August town hall meetings, are scrambling to put together a strategy to minimize the effects of what they see as an organized campaign to disrupt the meetings and spread anxiety about health care reform and President Obama.
Surprised? Surprised? Sigh...White House and Democratic officials, please. I'm begging you. Seriously. Wake up, smell the liars and crazy people, and more importantly, call them liars and crazy people.
Don't "ridicule" them, cut the shit and start calling them what they are. I'm fed up with pretending...by which I mean I'm fed up with your pretending...that they're anything else. You're surprised? Come on.
The 'Narns were always one of those groups where you don't care that individually they're probably not such great singers, two out of any three of their singles are absolutely irresistible. Like...this one, say.
There's a bit near the beginning of Good Morning, Vietnam where, in order to set up the contrast with Robin Williams' comedy to come, we see an old Army chaplain who probably does remember when radio was new, saying something like "This God-given gift of radio really gives me the opportunity to speak to you on the air..."
I think GMV is somewhat underrated--everybody remembers the Williams comedy bits, but I think more thought was put into it than most seem to recall. But that isn't the pleasant thing I want to talk about today.
No, it's the radio itself. Did you know that the famous NBC Chimes go back 80 years? I'm a fan of "the golden age of radio," the days before it was allegedly top 40, but seemingly the same five or 10 songs played in rotation, or political talk.
Great comedians, most famously Jack Benny and his "gang":
left to right... Eddie "Rochester" Anderson, Dennis Day, Phil Harris, Mary Livingstone, Jack Benny, Don Wilson, and Mel Blanc.
Mel Blanc was on just about every comedy show there ever was. We'll get back to Benny before this post is through, but first, a word from Rochester, answering the question...
And then there was a man named Fred Allen, who was a big star in radio, a little star in pictures, and...no star at all in television. Here's a 10 minute sample of Allen hosting an episode of Command Performance.
This was a weekly "listener request" varety show produced by the war department and intended for airing only to our overseas troops. Because of this, they could "push the envelope" a little more than shows Stateside at the time, as witness Allen's banter with Gypsy Rose Lee (the Dita Von Teese of her day) here.
And a fella called Bob Hope, who was a star in every medium, but I think he was funniest on radio.
So you can imagine how much I liked his take upon my all-time favorite state...
It wasn't all comedy, of course, there was "Radio Noir" and mystery shows. Like The Shadow, who was once played by Orson Welles, who famously convinced the world that Martians had landed.
And the great Norman Corwin. Incidentally, at one point one of Mr. Corwin's programs was placed on the air opposite one of Hope's. This put Corwin in the rare position of, as he put it, literally "hoping against Hope."
In his book Raised on Radio (1998, Random House), Gerald Nachman says about Corwin:
"Whatever his shortcomings--purple passages, heavy-handed irony, liberal bias--they were overcome by the programs' ambitions, impact, superior writing, and high production values."
Further in this regard, here's eight minutes of two great radio stars--Benny & Allen--and one merely OK one (Eddie Cantor) putting their talent and energy to that dubious cause:
But on balance, measured against its successes, Radio was a pretty damn good period of work--and it ran for decades.
As longtime members of my vast reading audience (all three of you) will recall, September First will be my 38th birthday. Should you want to get me a little something, have no fear that I'm too proud: I direct you to the Wishlist to your right (just reorganized, BTW).
This upcoming observation of my birth is also from whence the future purchase of an MP3 player is coming, if you hadn't guessed. So I moved a lot of the CDs way down my preferences on Amazon, and even deleted a couple (do I really need a whole CD's worth of Robbie Williams?)
Maybe with an MP3 player I can finally put together, track-by-track, that Heaven 17 compilation I've been looking for a very long time...
Anyway, you may also remember that for the past couple of years or so I've liked to do a little "countdown" on my blog or blogs, a daily series, as'twere. Last year it was things that make me happy, the year before, "Women My Own Age."
(Not that women my own age don't make me happy, of course)
This year I've decided to go after a variant of last year's "happiness" theme. For each day in August, I will name, and try to illustrate, a person, place, or thing that I find to be delightful.
Just to make it interesting (for me if no one else), I'm also going to try to keep these relatively fresh, meaning no naming favorite images from Star Wars, Beatles or Kirsty MacColl songs, or Amber Benson.
Still, today I think I'll start with something simple, and that is Coraline on DVD. I saw the movie in the theater and thought it was awesome. Having recently re-viewed it on DVD, I can say that it definitely stands up, and the special features are some of the best I've ever seen.
My mind boggles at the scale of the work involved. I've said this before: Even thought I understand how animators "do" it--the series of sequential pictures "flipped" together to create the illusion of life--I still don't really understand how they do it...
Also worth noting in the behind-the-scenes interviews, just as being evidence of how quickly people change at some ages, is Dakota Fanning, who of course voiced Coraline.
In footage shot for Coraline publicity no more than a year or two ago, she was still a girl. We see pictures of her now and she's clearly growing up into a charming young lady.
(To be perfectly fair, in this particular picture she's in character for Runaways...but I think my point still holds).
Word is (via ONTD) that Saw VII is to be in 3-D. This is a terrible idea. It's a terrible idea (unlike Tron: Legacy in 3D, which is a great idea) because the claustrophobia of the Saw movies--most of them are even filmed in the exact same building--is a lot of what makes them especially compelling but also disturbing.
You feel that the "players" of the games are really trapped in a tight space, and forced to make choices about what they'll risk to survive.
(For example: Will you puncture a hole through your own throat to avoid drowning?)
This (along with the low budgets) also allows the best of the films to be, when looked at evenhandedly, honest-to-god character studies.
Tobin Bell's never going to be overshadowed by CGI hamsters waving magic wands and changing a sloth into a dinosaur. And so, he's been able to create a figure that actually has something at his core. There is, if you will, something behind the mask.
That something is quite peculiar, but it's still more than just being the film equivalent of a big dumb dog that jumps out and bites you every so many minutes.
If it becomes that, if it becomes just about "interesting" traps splattering 3-D gore over an audience, then it might as well be
...that Tron 2 visual FX test footage, that had all of us nerds saying "I'll be a son of a bitch...I never thought I'd see the day..." when a shitty bootleg leaked after last year's Comic Con, is finally available in a hi-res form.
Thought I'd throw this open to those of you that have one, which I don't (yet). Any recommendations? What I want is something (and forgive any ignorance in what follows):
Easy to use
With good quality sound (I don't care about any video applications--I'll either watch videos online, or--gasp--on television. That's right, I'm old school.).
Where I can take all my CDs and transfer them
And if there's any special hookup where I can play it in my car, too, that would be cool.
Photos would be nice but are in no way a "dealbreaker."
I feel much the same about "shuffle." I know many people like it and I assume most come with it, but if I found one that did everything else, I wouldn't hesitate if it didn't do that.
The design isn't a big deal either, but if I can find one in my favorite color, great.
I'm gonna wanna sign up for an internet radio station (almost certainly last.fm, which seems to turn up 99 times out of 100 when I go looking for favorite songs or groups)
That means a majority of Republicans polled either don't know about -- or don't believe the seemingly incontrovertible evidence Obama's camp has presented over and over and over that he was born in Hawaii in '61.
The above by Glenn Thrush, who also asks an important next question:
When do we start a serious dialog about the Birther movement being a proxy for racism that is unacceptable to articulate in more direct terms?
Well yes, exactly. I think it's painfully obvious that all this "Obama wasn't born in the US!" malarky really means "OMG, the President of the United States is a big, scary black man! Aieee!"
But as he says, this is unacceptable to articulate in more direct terms.
“We definitely want all the critics to see this one; we’re actually excited for them to. I would like to go on record to say that this is how confident we are in Saw VI: I am willing to stake my entire reputation on this movie.”
Bear in mind, the average critical ranking of the Saw franchise, (using Rotten Tomatoes as a yardstick, as I like to do), is about 28%. As far as critics are concerned, there seems to be little or no difference between this franchise and the Friday the 13th series (Trust me: There's more.)
We all know I love them, but it'd be purest denial to claim that they're critical favorites. So I'm left thinking: Faith in yourself is a wonderful thing, Patrick, but...
Basically, it says if you to see any, you better pay for cable, and if you want something more than just gay men...you'd better be good at finding needles in haystacks.
HBO received a Good rating and scored the highest rating of the 15 networks evaluated with LGBT characters on shows including True Blood, The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency and Entourage that reflect the ethnic and racial diversity of the LGBT community. Of HBO’s 14 original series, 10 included LGBT content and 42 percent of the network’s total programming hours included LGBT representation. However, representation of the lesbian, bisexual and transgender communities was minimal.
Times like this I can understand why The L Word, which I think was creatively a failure (to say the very, very least), lasted.
Doesn't make me any happier about it...but I can understand.
I have no idea whether or not this new Vampire Diaries thing is going to be any good or not. I never watched any of Kevin Williamson's other series (like Dawson's Creek). Although I do like the first two Scream movies and think the first one is especially underrated.
I probably won't watch this one. Especially after seeing this:
I don't know, somehow the whole feh-ness of this ensemble makes me dislike it even more strongly than if it had been made of, say, linoleum and a My Little Pony.
Rachelle Spector says her legendary music-producer hubby, now serving 19 years to life for the fatal shooting of actress Lara Clarkson, was recently transferred to Corcoran State Prison in central California, where Manson -- who masterminded the savage Tate/LaBianca killings 40 years ago -- is housed in a separate wing.
"I think Manson wants to glean some musical advice from Phil, who was a '60s music god with his 'Wall of Sound,' " Spector publicist Hal Lifson told us. "But Phil's like, 'I used to pick up the phone and it was John Lennon or Celine Dion or Tina Turner, and now Charles Manson is trying to get a hold of me!'