Mon - October 19, 2009I can see The Met do these?Live in HD, 2009-2010
Holy cow, look at The Met's Live
in HD season.
Tosca, Aida, Turandot, Les Contes d'Hoffmann, Der Rosenkavalier, Carmen, Verdi's Simon Boccanegra w/ Placido Domingo, Hamlet, and Rossini's Armida with Renée Fleming. We've already missed Tosca, dammit. But at least w/ a lot of the local theaters having digital projection now, we won't have to go to the far side of the metro area to see it like we did Die Zauberflöte (there was no way I was missing that -- the costumes were done by Julie Taymor, who did the musical The Lion King.) Posted at 07:44 PM Home Where the Wild Things AreGo see it. Take tissues.
Where the Wild Things Are. Take
tissues. Don't wear eyeliner or mascara unless it's waterproof. I
cried through the start of Up, but I cried through nearly all of
WtWTA. That movie will rip your heart out of your chest and yank on
it like taffy in a pulling machine. Daughter and I were blubbering all over
Elder-Son after the show. Hubs had the same problem at home and required a
hug from Younger-Son after their viewing. But... Wow. Hensen's
Muppets always beat the trousers off of CGI, no matter the subject. The
kid playing Max is brilliant, too. But I think the fact that he had the
real deal to work with, rather than some guy in a green-suit w/ a tennis ball on
a stick over his head where the monster's face would be, probably helped him
reach that (as it would anyone.)
Not for anyone currently suffering from depression. Posted at 07:41 PM Home Fri - August 14, 2009Daughter has a reality-check momentIn which she becomes a fangrrl and a mourner in
rapid succession
My daughter is 15 years old, and has seen
very few R rated movies. The only thing she'd seen Heath Ledger in is
The Dark
Knight. Until last
month.
Last month she caught the 1999 movie 10 Things I Hate About You while flipping through the telly channels. She stopped because it was a remake of The Taming of the Shrew, not because it was a movie about teens. (Why yes, the only quarto-sized coffee table book I own is a reproduction of a late-19th century version of The Complete Works of Shakespeare; what of it?) She was immediately taken in by how completely bonkers Kat and Bianca's dad was behaving, oh and it having David Krumholtz in it didn't hurt, either (we are science / math geeks, Sci Fi geeks, and music geeks as well as literary geeks -- we are a pan-geekdom household, thankyouverymuch.) And then Patrick Verona came on the screen. I said, "You know that's Heath Ledger -- the Joker -- right?" and she was all "Geddoutta here," because he was in his natural dark brown hair color and not trying to hide his Oz accent. But by the end of the movie she was H-O-O-K-E-D hooked. Drooling, even. Then five minutes later she looked at me all distressed and said, "But... he's dead, now!" Yeah, baby, he is. Posted at 09:21 PM Home Thu - March 12, 2009I like Nathan Fillion...but I'm not sure I like
Castle
 It's a little too precious, too self-aware. Too meta, to use the currently-popular catch-phrase. Don't get me wrong, it's a perfect vehicle for Fillion. Nobody does "bad boy with a heart of gold who gets away with misbehaving because he's just so gosh-darn cute" like him. And that's the problem -- there are no consequences for this character's misbehavior. He's a famous author who knows everybody and he's handsome and single; forensics at a busy NYPD branch get bumped to the head of a very long line if he's working on a case. The "beautiful, smart, and tough as nails" lady detective *eyeroll at stock character* neither tears a strip off him verbally nor throws his ass in jail when he disobeys orders and stomps all over a crime scene (of course he doesn't actually mess anything up, he's done research and knows better, but still) or worse yet, tackles a running, armed suspect and gets himself taken hostage. I'd have tossed him in the cooler overnight for obstruction; he'd have at least had the bother of having to phone his lawyer and pay the man to dig him out. His ex-wife is his publisher, and beautiful, and slightly catty but not out-and-out vicious to him. *another eyeroll* He lives with his mom, a batty ex-actress of no name who chases rich men *eyeroll again* and his daughter, a 15-year-old who is wise beyond her years *my eyes are threatening to stay behind my skull permanently* who brings her homework to book-release parties and refuses a glass of champagne because she's only 15. She's obviously the "adult" in the household, but she's cute and has a sharp mouth just like Dad and Grandma. This show is labeled as a "dramedy" but there's damned little drama in the mix; it's all "Quip, beat, brilliant insight into the case, beat, quip." The show needs some real mysteries, some consequences for when the cute and well-researched but none-the-less amateur author sticks his nose into real crime and messes w/ police procedure, some fleshing-out of the detective squad, and a little less... cute. Because although I like, nay love, Nathan Fillion, he's no William Powell. And the script writers definitely haven't come up with another Thin Man, as much as they'd like us to think they have. Posted at 11:12 AM Home Tue - March 3, 2009"Ashes to Ashes"Reminder for Brit telly fans
Ashes to
Ashes, the follow-on series to the
original (U.K.) version of Life
on Mars, premieres this Saturday at 9
pm Eastern / 8 pm Central on BBC America. Info on the show
here.
In other news, the U.S. version of Life on Mars will not run for a second season, but ABC has announced this far enough ahead of time to allow the producers of the show to create a series finale, rather than leave fans hanging as they did with several cancelled shows last year. Posted at 09:10 AM Home Tue - February 17, 2009Dibs and dabsVarious notes on what's interesting in movies and
television
For those of y'all that don't follow the
Lord Mayor of Twittertown, AKA Stephen Fry, he's back
in L.A. at the moment shooting an episode of
Bones,
reprising his role as Dr. Gordon Wyatt. I can't wait until it
airs.
Battlestar Galactica's in full swing, but I've missed the last two episodes. Bad fangirl. No frakkin' biscuit. The first season of Ashes to Ashes, the follow-on to the original (U.K.) version of Life on Mars, will hit BBC America the first week in March. (OT: muttering from Daughter during a weekend Top Gear marathon: "BBCA needs a HD channel.") Folks who are fans of LoM but haven't seen A2A yet are in for some surprises beyond the basic changes in time, place, and protagonist's gender. But whether or not you approve of Alex and the changes in Gene's character, I think you'll like the way they've expanded the characters of Ray and Chris. Bonus guest appearances: Matthew Macfayden (in a mullet and a mustache! Oh, Mr. Darcy! The things some guys'll do for their wives...) and Geoffrey Palmer. The second season of A2A is in its final production stages and due to start airing in the U.K. in late March or early April. Meanwhile, the U.S. version of Life on Mars is losing ratings ground thanks to having moved nights after its hiatus over the holidays, and I'm certain not helped by the network showing the episodes out of order even though the last episode before the hiatus ended on a bit of cliff-hanger. Being piggybacked with Lost did not make up for being up against American Idol... But word of mouth from the-fans-on-the-Internet is that when it started deviating from the original U.K. stories, it started finding its footing. It's a shame the move happened at the same time. The teaser is out for the new season of Torchwood, which for the three fans of it that haven't already heard, will be shown all in one week on five consecutive nights, and shown the same day on both BBC and BBCA. The limited season (five episodes instead of 13) has many speculating that this is the final one... Meanwhile, their parent show Doctor Who is still in a bit of a jam with their Easter special, since they shipped a bus to Dubai and it didn't get there all in one piece. Rewrites and show date slippage are both rumored. If you can still find Coraline in 3D and you haven't seen it yet, do so soonest. Bite the bullet and pay the extra. Alas, that wretched Jonas Brothers movie was due to wipe out most of its venues after just a couple of weeks. If you can only see the regular version, go see it anyway.The only time it feels like the film was taking advantage of the 3D effect (as opposed to it just being an enhancement of the film) is right at the beginning with the Other Mother's needle, and at the very, very end of the closing credits, where they show some ribbon versions of the jumping mice with their ligatures (if the snot-nosed teenagers who clean between showings don't damn near run you out of the theater rather than let you stay to see it.) The ending is not quite the same as the book -- it's been moved to America, and they've added a character. But otherwise, it does a good job of capturing the book. BTW -- NOT FOR LITTLE 'UNS. In fact, if you've got an 8 - 10-year-old with delicate sensibilities and a tendency to crawl in bed with you b/c of nightmares after they watch something scary, at least wait until it comes out on DVD. Bonus: French and Saunders as retired burlesque performers! Posted at 11:59 AM Home Sun - January 4, 2009Time to Geek OutTelly bits and other stuffs
The
Doctor
Who Christmas Special this year is far
superior to last year's. In the interest of not ruining it for Yanks, I'll try
to keep this to stuff that's already been in the press: The guest star -- David
Morrissey -- is a lot more fun and a better actor than the little Aussie
pop-star (with the bonus of having worked with Tennant before), the story line
is more interesting, and the Doctor keeps getting his emo interrupted. Since
Who
this year is specials rather than Christmas plus 13 weeks, I have no idea when
it will show in America. It probably says over at Sci Fi
somewhere...
And oi, the fan-wank over the announcement of Matt Smith's selection as the Eleventh Doctor! One of my friends referred to him as "the Time Tot." *grins* I haven't seen anything he's done, but he's got a nice quirky look and heaven knows the job can't be done by a mature man any more -- Tennant didn't just spend a month recovering from back surgery because of Hamlet, let me assure you, and he hasn't hit 40 yet (and oh, am I glad I didn't demand a trip to London and tickets to the RSC for an anniversary prezzie!) I refuse to squee or wail any further over Smith's selection until I see him in the TARDIS. Moving on... Demons (working name: The Last Van Helsing), a British BtVS-light, started yesterday. It has Philip Glenister (Life on Mars, Ashes to Ashes, Kingdom of Heaven, Cranford, a couple of the Hornblower series) in the "mentor" role, plus Mackenzie Crook and Kevin R. McNally as Big Bads, so yeah I'm watching. Various fan reviews have ranged from "fun" to "cheesy," and everybody's having trouble dealing with Glenister's attempt at a "generic" American accent. There's only six episodes, so no major harm done one way or t'other. In associated news -- Ashes to Ashes is more than halfway through shooting their second season, with a March release. Season 4.5 of Battlestar Galactica starts Jan. 23 on Sci Fi, with webisodes running online until then. Lots of dark and ugly in the buzz. Should be fun. I finally saw (most) of The Golden Compass on cable this last weekend, and I was glad I listened to the critics and didn't pay theater prices to see it. It wasn't awful; it was just meh. It didn't follow the book exactly but it couldn't possibly have done and fit in the time limit. I can see where someone who hadn't read the book might get confused just seeing the movie, but I didn't have any problem. Frankly, it was a serious waste of the name talent in it. I also saw The Seeker: The Dark is Rising on cable. I hadn't read the book, but I knew the gist of the story. It too was fairly meh, and I was glad I hadn't paid to see it despite it having both Chris Eccleston and Ian McShane in it. I think this can pretty much confirm my decision not to go see Prince Caspian on the big screen, either. I'm fairly certain none of the three series will have another installment filmed, but I could be wrong. On a literary note: Terry Pratchett, who announced his early-onset Alzheimer's just a year ago, got his Kt on the New Year's Honours List. Posted at 10:52 PM Home Wed - November 19, 2008Quantum of SolaceA not-too-spoilery review
Okay, Hubs and I went to see it last
night. The shortest Bond film ever (if the statistics I read were correct) and
well, that's probably a good thing. I hate to say I agree with a Pajiba review
(warning, way more spoilery than this) because they're just so snarky, but I
pretty much agreed with their assessment of this
one.
The bad stuffs: * There is no plot to speak of. Bond's chasing the head of this evil organization that's responsible for the death of his girl from Casino Royale, and about 10 minutes before the film's over we find out just exactly what evil thing the organization is trying to do. * The bad guy is seriously nondescript. Yeah, he's a slimy little greedy, homocidal, sociopathic git. But he has absolutely no distinguishing features in either looks or personality. I kept waiting for his big bad boss to show up, but nope, he really was The Baddie. Seriously, when he first shows up on the screen, you'll mistake him for some middleman that'll be killed in the first half hour. Alas, no. * The camera shots during the action sequences -- and because this film is plotless, it's almost all action sequences -- are the currently-fashionable shaky, cross-cut shots. Remember the brilliant multi-level foot chase at the beginning of Casino Royale? There's another suchlike here, but you ain't gonna get a good look at it until you buy the DVD and can freeze each shot or slow the whole damn thing down. I will be so bloody pleased when that genre of shooting goes out of style. I was sitting there muttering, "Oh, Just. Hold. Still!" at the screen. * Although the main Bond girl kicks butt, they still insisted on having one pretty female for Bond to bed and then find dead by some gruesome method. The rest of the script has gone way beyond that stage, and I was pretty disappointed that it was felt necessary. *eyeroll, with heavy sigh* * OMG, has Tim Piggot-Smith put on the pounds! I knew he was in the film, and still didn't recognize him until he started talking. (But then, I barely recognized Geraldine James in State of Play, either. They'll both be forever stuck in their Jewel in the Crown ages in my brain, I guess.) * Hey, where was Q? Seriously, it looks like no Q in the Craig-era Bonds. *pouts* I want my John Cleese fix. The good stuffs: * The main Bond girl kicks butt, and to the best of my recollection doesn't get laid by Bond. She's gorgeous, but has physical flaws. And she's willing to risk her life to get what she wants. * Although the dead girl's name is a typical Bond girl name, they don't use the whole thing on screen. You have to wait until the credits to find it out. * Daniel Craig. Inna tux. Or shirtless. Beat up. Those eyes. * Dame Judi. Whom wardrobe likes to see in white. Cold-creaming her face to take her makeup off at night. Her character is seriously snarky and snippy and still very, very human. Dench turned M from just background noise into a person. * Stuff blows up. And there's a boat chase. It's still a Bond movie. * Tosca! * We see how Felix Lighter got to be Bond's contact in the CIA. * Gooney Bird! (/airplane geek and former McDonnell-Douglas employee) * The trailer for the new Star Trek film was shown. In short, not as good as the last one. Unless you're a Bond-film fan, you might want to wait for the DVD. Posted at 08:47 AM Home Sun - October 26, 2008In which I lose my mind...and make a complicated Halloween
project
Pinkraygun.com came out with a
set of Sci-Fi
Jack-o-Lantern carving templates , and foolish little me thought, "Oh,
wouldn't it be fun to do the
Doctor
Who Ten and TARDIS?" Knowing it was
something I'd put enough work into that I wouldn't want only have it for one
night, I bought a foam pumpkin at the craft store. I downloaded the
template and cut it out (too many details, had to use a knife, have
some skin damage now), bought repositionable spray adhesive, transferred the
design to the pumpkin (flat paper to bumpy round sphere = not a good time), and
started carving.
FIVE AND A HALF HOURS after I arrived home with the spray adhesive, I had a jack-o-lantern. And sore fingers. I managed not to break off any of the really small details except the inside circles of the "B" in Police Box. Let's hear it for being able to glue jack-o-lantern bits back on... Carving a foam pumpkin is no less work than carving a real one, nor really any less mess because the foam bits get everywhere. The only advantages are that it weighs less than a real pumpkin, and that it's not slimy. Also, there's a reinforcing ridge running around the equator of the pumpkin on the interior, right where a lot of the carving happens. A ridge thicker than the depth of the Exacto blade. *snarls* If I muse about doing another one of these next year, y'all have my permission to send for the men with the white coat. The jack-o-lantern in daylight:  And in the dark (sorry, very old camera does not focus well in low light):  Posted at 01:34 PM Home Wed - September 24, 2008Entertainment bitsBlogs, telly
Everybody who knows me can understand how
I'd be silently wailing and gnashing my teeth because I can't go see the Royal
Shakespeare Company's instantly-sold-out
Hamlet
starring David Tennant and Patrick
Stewart. For those of you unfamiliar with the story, but quite familiar with
the way Facebook and other newsfeeds work:
Hamlet - Facebook News
Feed
Edition.
Courtesy of the Gut Check column / blog at the RiverFront Times: Cake Wrecks - When professional cakes go horribly, hilariously wrong. Good for half an hour of "Oh my gawd, what were they thinking?" A lot of you are also aware of my, well... loathing of Hollywood's propensity to grab a brilliant U.K. television show and "Americanize" it. What's especially bad is when they don't complete the job but just re-cast the show, change the location, and clean out the Brit-lish. For every The Office (which you'll notice now looks nothing like its British parent) we have train-wrecks like Viva Laughlin! which not even having a big-name star like Hugh Jackman as producer and in a minor role could save, and was mercifully (for us) put down after the second episode. The locomotive currently under surveillance is Life on Mars. It's the story of a modern-day policeman who, after being accidentally struck by a car, wakes up in 1973. The tag line was "Am I dead, in a coma, or just mad?" The British version ran for two years starting in 2006 -- it was supposed to go for three, but the lead got tired of living far away from his wife and new babies all week during filming -- and its spin-off has just started filming its second season. The American version has gone through a very, very troubled pregnancy. After the pilot was screened, the entire cast except the lead were replaced, although it is the opinion of many who have seen both U.S. versions that the lead is the problem -- he's an Irish pretty-boy with an expression of stone. Because autumn publicity for the show had already gone out over the airwaves, big names like Harvey Keitel and Gretchen Mol were brought on board in an attempt to save it, and it was moved from L.A. to New York City to make it "grittier." Now, props to Keitel -- he's a hulla actor -- but the part is a mid-level policeman, lead of the team of detectives at one station; he doesn't even run the station. Keitel is 70. The actor in the U.K. role was 42 at the time the first season filmed. If the U.S. show takes off on its own direction -- and lemme tell ya, the pilot is as word-for-word the U.K. version as you can manage post-de-Anglification -- this could be an interesting place to explore: is he fighting retirement? Is he a pain in the ass to his superiors? Did he just never get any higher, or was he busted back down to that spot, or is that the best place for him a la Kirk in the Star Trek movies? But, if they stick to the U.K. plot arc, his age makes no sense at all -- the character was in his normal progression up the promotional ladder. Oh, and supposedly the ambiguity of the lead's situation will be played up, because unlike U.K. shows, U.S. shows rarely have planned arcs and stop-dates, and the season runs much longer -- a U.K. show will have a season of 8 to 13 episodes. Since the U.K. version was a mere 16 episodes, the U.S. version could quite possibly run through the entire set of scripts in one season, except of course that they can't use the finale at all, because the U.K. version was exceptionally final. Anyhow, if you want to see some stills from the U.S. pilot (new version), they're here. Who knows, the U.S. (or the critics, anyway) may just decide they like the nostalgia-trip and declare it good. I have a soft spot in my heart for the U.K. original and its spin-off, and won't be watching. Posted at 08:39 AM Home Mon - April 7, 2008Geek-tasticWhat a month
Battlestar
Galactica premiere.
Doctor
Who premiere.
Sarah Jane
Adventures premiere.
Torchwood
finale.
NUMB3RS
resumed.
Bones
and
House
resuming.
I think this is what they call "spoiled for choice." It's been a long, hard winter on telly, due to the writer's strike (which don't get me wrong, was totally necessary) and various other things. But now things are cranking up, and I'm beyond overjoyed. On American television in the month of April: BSG premiered last Friday. You can see the episode by following the linky over to SciFi.com. The fan-wank over the final Cylon is at epic proportions. That's also where Doctor Who season 4 will start with the Christmas Special on April 18 and the first real episode a week later, and the Sarah Jane Adventures start on April 11. (That's this Friday!) This is the earliest time after the British premiere that the U.S. has viewed DW, just barely more than the gap between the Brit and Yank showings of TW. With any luck, next year they'll acknowledge the futility of any time gap (given the Internet) between showings in the two countries and we'll get TW and the DW bank-hols specials the same weekend, if not day, as the U.K. Anyone who wants to re-watch the end of Doctor Who season 3 or see the final episodes of this year's Torchwood should hie themselves over to BBC-America. This Saturday (April 12) they'll show the first two of the three-part DW season ending, followed by the penultimate two episodes of TW. The fun starts at 6 pm EDT / 5 pm CDT. If I'm reading the website correctly, there should be a way for you to watch those episodes right there, at least the DW eps. Warning: anyone who has seen the British versions of DW and TW but has not experienced the cuts made to squeeze in the amount of commercial time necessary for the American market may be quite disappointed. Looking forward to seeing John Simm rock out maniacally to Scissor Sisters again? Ain't happenin'. Buy the DVDs. NUMB3RS started showing new episodes again last Friday. (Yes, conflicting with BSG. Let's hear it for both being available on their respective channels' websites.) Bones starts with new episodes on Monday, April 14. 'Bout bloody time. We haven't had a new episode since the "Christmas" ep in mid-freakin-November. House moves to Monday nights starting April 21, and will start showing new episodes a week later. This is great. Posted at 09:06 AM Home Sat - March 29, 2008"That's Entertainment"......"but not for me."
Mercy, there's a lot happening in town in
the next week that I'd like to see, but due to conflicts of time, escort, and/or
money, I shan't be
going.
Monday is the third annual Kevin Kline Awards ceremony (or as one member of the CoE troop called it, "The Prom.") Now, I haven't had a chance to play dress-up in ages (it's black-tie) but there's a couple of problems with going beyond the fact that Hubs can't -- 1) I only know one of the nominees this year, and only by reputation, not personally. 2) The cost... tickets start at $100 / head -- which granted is pre-show cocktail party and post-show gala, but still -- which trust me, I have better places to spend, especially given point number one. Maybe next year, if somebody who can actually recognize my face gets nominated, or I get out to a couple - three more shows someplace besides SLS so that I've seen the nominated shows personally. Wednesday night would be a nail-biter, if it weren't for Hubs being gone. The Sheldon Concert Hall has a performance by the St. Louis Symphony Orchestra's principal cellist, featuring works by Brahms and Schubert. And anyone under 18 gets in free -- great for #1-Son and Daughter! This would be brilliant except for two leetle problems: 1) It doesn't start until 8 pm, on a school night, at a venue 45 minute's drive from the house and 2) no Hubs, which means I'd have to bring #2-Son, who isn't the happiest concert-goer if he doesn't recognize the music (IOW, if it hasn't been featured in a children's movie.) Opposite that on Wednesday night, and definitely an adults-only activity, is the latest offering by Webster University's Strange Brew film series: Zardoz , one of the worst sci-fi films ever made, both in concept and production. Sean Connery's costume simply must be seen to be believed (think Borat, only red and with bandoliers, and five times as much hair) and that alone is worth the $4 admission. The Strange Brew series gets its name both from its offering of cult films, and its venue of the Schlafly Bottleworks, a local brewer. I would toss a pizza in the kids' general direction and head down there in a New York minute, if I knew I had somebody to go with. Anybody up for it? Posted at 12:04 PM Home Fri - March 21, 2008Bits and PiecesBSG,
Hugo Awards,
xkcd,
Stephen Fry
A two-season recap of
Battlestar
Gallactica in a whopping 8.25 minutes:
What the
Frak?
The nominees for the 2008 Hugo Awards, especially: Dramatic Presentation, Long Form: Four movies and one telly show: Enchanted, The Golden Compass, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Stardust, and Heros season 1. Dramatic Presentation, Short Form: Doctor Who -- "Blink", "Human Nature" / "Family of Blood"; Torchwood -- "Captain Jack Harkness"; Battlestar Gallactica -- "Razor" (as televised, not the DVD); Star Trek New Voyages -- "World Enough and Time". xkcd has a blag to accompany the comic! Winner of my personal "Phrase of the Month" award: Stephen Fry (yes, THAT one) for "apologies for the concomitant croaky dopiness" which managed to be alliterative, internally-rhyming, and sesquipedalian all in one go. The statement was made in reference to cranking out a podcast "delivered through a heavy cold and a fog of sleeping pills and analgesic opiates..." which would have won the award itself if not for its follow-on phrase. Said podcast "Bored of the Dance" is available here in both .mp3 and .m4a formats. Posted at 01:44 PM Home Wed - March 12, 2008Happy Birthday to me!Early purchase, late receipt
Lookie what we scored tickets for before
they went on sale to the general
public!
 I can't tell if it's just the lighting for the photo or if he's gone blond again. I think he looks good either way. For those of you not familiar with Eddie's work, the second season of The Riches is starting up next week on FX. But what he's really famous for is stand-up. NSFW YouTubes of some of his stuff here, here, here and here. And for you Alan Rickman lovers, here are he and Eddie in a remake of the classic "Four Yorkshiremen" sketch, originally written pre-Python by Chapman and Cleese (betcha thought it was just another Python sketch, didncha?) Posted at 03:31 PM Home Wed - January 30, 2008Movies in 15 MinutesIt's a whole website
Courtesy of Cleolinda Jones, a whole
website full of parodies of the latest and greatest movies: the Harry Potters,
V for
Vendetta,
Phantom of the
Opera,
300,
and so on.
Movies in 15 Minutes Posted at 04:09 PM Home |
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