I just finished watching season 1 of Carnivale on DVD last night. I want more!! (Even though the “behind the scenes documentary was L.A.M.E.)
Here's a question: Why is the DVD $60 if there's only 10 episodes and, like, ONE special feature? And why are these 10 episodes on 6 DVD's? These people need to talk to Joss Whedon's people about how to package a TV series DVD. I really want to watch the series again but I have to return it to the library and I can't afford a $60 DVD!
WEEKEND RECAP
Friday
Faye had her long-awaited housewarming party. And warm we did. We managed to pack a good 15 people in there and we drank and spoke of porn and ate bread with cheese. I felt like an adult, I did. This part should probably be longer but frankly, I drank a lot of champagne that night and all I remember is that I had a good time. And that “Heat of the Moment” is one of the BEST songs to listen to when you’re drunk.
Saturday
Faye and I finally took our director photos for the press packs that we will send out along with our festival submissions for Snow Day. We have been pouring over this item on our to-do list for a long time because every picture we have of ourselves is either too silly (taken when drinking or hanging out) or just not very good pictures (if taken when we actually ARE directing). So we staged some artsy fartsy pictures of us at Volunteer park. Two rolls of film’s worth. We took pictures of us smiling and not smiling. Looking at the camera and looking off into the distance. Sitting on stares and standing in interesting doorways. Hopefully there will be SOMETHING cool in there because damnit if this isn’t one of those needlessly complicated situations! We need pictures that are both professional and original. Pictures that both represent who we are and don’t freak people out…We’ll see what we get I guess. After we took about a roll and a half of us being directory, we needed to finish the roll. So there are the inevitable pictures of me pretending that I’m a hobo and that various things found around the park were my penis. Um…how old are we?
Later, we had a brief writer’s meeting and then met people at Jai Thai for dinner and to check out the new Saturday karaoke situation. We were joined by various people coming and going throughout the night but most people got to witness the splendor that was Anne, the man with breasts who was either a pre-op tranny who didn’t bother with makeup or a man who was trying out drag for the night but didn’t really understand the concept. Either way, he/she was very nice and high-fived everybody as they left the stage. She/he also played an inflatable guitar and danced for most of the evening. We were also served by an extremely drunk waiter who kept sitting down with us when he took our order and then would engage in conversation with us and forget what he was doing. To expedite the process, we started ordering more than one drink at a time. The karaoke selection itself, being from the same DJ who works at the Wild Rose, was INCREDIBLE! Butt rock, classic rock, alternative and show tunes. Anything and everything a chap can unload and sing is in that book. Furthermore, there weren’t THAT many people in the bar at any given time so we each got to sing an average of three songs! Some might find the eclectic company to be off-putting. Being a veteran of El Toro in Tacoma, I found it comforting. Needless to say, I will definitely be a repeat visitor to Jai Thai karaoke! Song highlights include Faye singing “The Heat of the Moment” (the unofficial theme song for last weekend), Anne singing (period), and a personal highlight of mine is getting to sing “Skid Row” from Little Shop of Horrors with Chris and Dom.
Sunday
I spent the morning watching Carnivắle, which is a show that I am quickly becoming obsessed with. Like I NEED another one of those. Then I did some home-yoga and got ready to go see Sin City.
I went in with low expectations based on, well, ALL of Robert Rodriguez’s other films. While they are typically entertaining and ultraviolent (good) they are also typically full of laughable dialogue and uninspired music. Well, Sin City is the cream of the crop in terms of ultraviolence. I was giddy with amputations and throat slitting and paintball-esque blood flying everywhere. I was also giddy with a new crush on Clive Owen who is the slickest thing in grease and leather that I have seen in a long time. The dialogue was cheesy but it was perfect for the nouveau-noir cinematography. What a fun film! Even with the presence of Brittney Murphy and Jessica Alba and with some of the most irritating line readings ever from Alexis Bledel, it was still fun! After it was over, we stayed in the theatre and counted how many times Robert Rodriguez’s name appeared in the credits. The answer is 7. Hello, Narcissus? My name is Robert Rodriguez. I will give you a run for your money. Also, you killed my father. Actually, we think he may have thrown some aliases in there as well. Regardless, I had a blast. Also, the Cinerama is responsible in no small part for the fun we had. Any movie is automatically enhanced by that big beautiful screen and those cushy seats. Even Garden State.
I kinda wanna go see Sin City again…
Dear Jesus,
I want to thank you. Because of you, I got a day off work. Because of you, I got to work on festival submission stuff and watch back to back reruns of Dawson's Creek on my jammies. Jesus, because you made the ultimate sacrifice, I was able to do these things. You may get a bad wrap, but I think you're pretty rad. Just please stay out of public schools and the government or I will have to put the smack down.
Love,
Baxter
This is one of those quizzes where all the results are slightly insulting, isn’t it?
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You scored as Anna. No one understands you. Your life revolves around being different and probably excessive romantic allusions. Stop being so self absorbed and put greater emphasis on examining the sensibility of your behavior to avoid simply becoming an abstract narcissist.
What OC character are you? |
Geek Issue The First:
After several pretty mediocre episodes, (including one with Charlie, formerly my favorite character) Lost was finally good again last night. Who knew that Sun and Jin were so engaging? Maybe it's just the actors but their story was very emotional. Also, two people FINALLY hooked up on the island and I am just tickled pickles that it wasn't Kate and one of the hundreds of men she has drooling over her boney ass.
Geek Issue The Second
I want to be here.
Maybe next year…
Gonna go BACK IN TYME!!
Since I have time to blog now when nothing is happening, I am going to talk about last week when stuff was happening but I didn't have time to blog. So there. Now…let's see how much of last week I remember.
So I spent most of last week hurriedly dressing up the Old Red Hook Brewery for the fundraiser with the very capable and wonderful crew of Snow Day. Meep led us all with her amazing x-mas decorating skills and hundreds of lights purchased from Target. In the end, I think we made that stink-hole look pretty kick-ass!
Friday I left work early to first go to my “pre-op” appointment and then to do last minute prep at brewery. I went in to my appointment a little nervous and left feeling a lot better about the surgery. Not that I was having doubts about it. Just that surgery is always stressful, even if you know it will help you. (And I consider myself somewhat of a surgery veteran, whatwith the two knee surgeries and that hardcore oral surgery it took to get my wisdom teeth out). They assured me that they wouldn't overdo the anesthesia which is comforting because last time I got General Anesthesia, I took to it VERY badly. They also told me that what I'm having done (liposuction instead of the choppy chop type) is a lot easier to recover from and won't hurt as bad. The downside to that is that I only get 30 Vicodin. So I guess we won't be having those Vicodin parties. But who am I to complain about less pain? The one thing they told me that was somewhat disappointing was that I wouldn't notice results right away. In fact, I will probably be BIGGER for as long as a MONTH due to the swelling. So I guess I have to postpone that major bra shopping trip. I can't wait to see what kind of a freak of nature I will look like with EVEN BIGGER breasts. Probably something like this:
I do have stories from the fundraiser itself but I'm hoping I'll be able to let the pictures do the talking. I should get the rest of them sometime this weekend.
“LOST” SPOILER ALERT:
They ALMOST got me last night. It was the last episode before sweeps so I knew there had to be a big cliff hanger. I remember reading that (for some reason) Charlie, Jack and Kate were all safe from being killed off this season, but that ONE main character WOULD die before season's end. So when I watched Jack beat the crap out of Charlie's lifeless body for what must have been 5 minutes (which converts to at least half an hour in TV land time), I thought Charlie was gone and I began to wonder if I would even watch the show anymore after that. I would still have Sayid (Rowr!) but Dominic Monaghan was the whole reason I started watching to begin with. Furthermore, I can't take much more trauma of people killing off my favorite characters. (I'm looking at you, Joss!) And then Jack REALLY starting hitting Charlie and he woke up in a gasping coughing fit. So now poor Charlie is TOTALLY traumatized because his new girlfriend has been kidnapped, his chest is extremely bruised and he probably has some brain damage from being dead that long. (Which is why he can only speak in short sentences). :)
I can't wait till after sweeps!!!
Last night was the season finale of Nip/Tuck. The previews promised it to be “so shocking, you will poop your neighbors pants” or something. This season has been surprising in its trashiness, sure. But it's pretty hard to shock me. Joss Whedon seems to be the only television writer who can do that sufficiently. And even he hasn't done that in a long time.
****SPOILER ALERT****
(Like anyone reads my blog for Nip/Tuck updates)
So, I started watching, thinking “Bring it on, Ryan Murphy. What have you got?”. I wasn't shocked when it was revealed than Famke Jansen was a man. (Hellooooo, horse face). I wasn't shocked when Joan Rivers wanted to get surgery to look older to make her grandson happy. I wasn't shocked when Adrienne killed himself (that boy was WAAAAY too fucked up to live). I wasn't shocked when Sean told Julia he loved her and it looked like he about to go on a Kamikaze mission to kill the Carver. But the last shot of the episode…ok, it didn't SHOCK me, necessarily. But I never saw it coming at all. So, bravo, Ryan Murphy. You got me. I am indeed concerned for Christian's welfare. Because the LAST thing that guy needs is to get ass-raped again. And he seemed to be making so much progress toward not being so much of a prick. Hmmm…UNLESS, we're supposed to believe that the Carver KILLED Christian, because he told Sean that he was going to kill HIM. In that case, that IS shocking. While I'm thinking about it, how did The Carver even KNOW about Christian if Sean was the only one who did the television interview. Unless the Carver is THEIR ANESTHESIOLOGIST!! SHOCKING!!
Ok, I'm done now.
So last night, I happened to catch a few minutes of a rerun of Who's The Boss. One thing struck me. Besides the fact that it's painfully unfunny, Angela wears the most horrible outfits. They are so silly, at times, I can't imagine them EVER being in style. I tried to find a picture of the sweater she was wearing in the episode, but I was unable. However, I found this outfit:
It’s pretty characteristic of the weird stuff she used to wear. And of course, the hair is rediculous as well. So what I don't get is, were we supposed to think Angela was sexy?
I keep thinking about last night's episode of Nip/Tuck. The first season, I got totally sucked in. It was a great drama full of unique storylines and best of all, a graphic surgery montage in each episode. The characters were always surprising me. It was great. This season, it hasn't quite reached that bar. The storylines are more predictable and heavy-handed and much of it just seems like softcore porn (enough so that if you took a drink every time you saw Christian's ass, you would get drunk in a hurry). However, last night's episode was pretty engaging. A patient claimed to have the stigmata. And then she claimed she did it for attention. And then she claimed it was Jesus. And it went back and forth and I really didn't know what the outcome would be. Part of me was thinking “wow…has this show gone all religious on me?” and another part was thinking that, given past episodes that touched on religion, there was no way the writer would show Christianity in a positive light. This was all set to the tune of one of the main characters, Sean, learning that everything he knew about his family was a lie. His son wasn't his son, but actually his best friend/partner's son. His wife had been lying to him. He had been betrayed. He couldn't prove that the stigmata wasn't real. All these things were tearing him up, till he reached a breaking point, afterwhich he asked the stigmata lady if she was really touched by Jesus. He needed to know because he needed to believe in something. And even though her line was pretty lame (“Don't you kno, there isn't anything to believe in anymore”), I really felt Sean's pain when she said this. It was acted really well. So even though this episode was still not great, it was on par with last season. But no matter. Nip/Tuck is still better than most shows on TV right now. Even if next week is going to be TOTALLY heavy handed (The docs operate on siamese twins…but can the twins survive on their own? Oh my GOD! The doctors are TOOOOOTALLY like those siamese twins!!!! [poop]), where else can you see the bloody surgery of a baby getting it's vestigial tail removed?
I'm somewhat ashamed to admit that last night I watched all two hours of the premiere of UPN's “Amish in the City”. Here's how I imagine the pitch meeting for that show went down:
Fresh Young Idealistic Kid “I have an idea for a show. The Amish have that thing where when they're 19 or so, they get to go out into the world and experience sin and then decide if they want to come back and be confirmed as Amish. I think it's called Rump-springer. Anyway, we follow around a few of these kids to see how they react to the rest of the world and whether or not they decide to remain Amish”.
Jaded Exec #1 “That's a great idea! But we should make them all live in a house together; Real World style”.
Jaded Exec #2 “Yeah. And they shouldn't just go to any city. They should go to the most depraved, debaucherous city in the country!”
Jaded Exec #3 “Naw…Vegas has been done. Let's bring them to L.A. That's depraved enough. Then we don't have to hire a remote crew.”
Jaded Exec #2 “Perfect. And also, we need a foil. How about we get 6 NON-Amish kids to live with them.”
Jaded Exec #1 “Yes! But they have to be the most self-centered, shallow, spoiled kids we can find.”
Jaded Exec #3 “Of course. But one has to be black and one has to be gay.”
Jaded Exec #2 “Can they be the same kid?”
Jaded Exec #3 “No.”
Jaded Exec #1 “This is great! The spoiled “normal” kids will be so freaked out by the Amish and hopefully they'll corrupt the hell out of them! This is gold!”
Fresh Young Idealistic Kid “Um…this isn't quite what I had in mind. I kind of wanted to focus on something we haven't seen before by showing these peaceful people having to explore their faith and seeing their reactions to a capitalist culture so very diff…”
Jaded Execs “SHUT UP! It's our show now!”
Needless to say, I must watch every episode of this show.
Effed by the Wind 