12 posts tagged “tv”

Monday morning tidbits

Jan 12, 2009
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Recently seen:

The Bank Job*: meh.

The Mummy 3: Ok, folks, I'm not going to lie: I have terrible taste in movies. I don't deny it, and as long as I enjoy it, then who really cares? I mean, I love Ghost Ship ferfucksake. I own a movie called Dead & Breakfast, and heart every minute. I own Independence Day! And at least one M.Night Shamawhatever movie! (However, on the flip side, I own almost all of the Pixar movies, and at least two Miyazaki films. And a couple Coen Brothers films. And The Goonies. [Shut up that's an awesome movie!])

I loved the first two Mummy movies. What's not to love for a girl like me? There's mummies, dead things, fake Ancient Egypt (and oh, how fake it was), and best of all John Hannah! (You thought I was going to say Brendan Fraser, didn't you? Well, ha! I go for the skinny kinda weird looking Scot ANY day over him.) I have been in love with all things Ancient Egypt since I was but a wee girl. I swore up and down for years that I would attend the University of Chicago and become an Egyptologist! (Alas and alack, I didn't get in to the UofC, and then I quickly realized I don't want to dig. But that's a different story altogether.)

(And why shouldn't I <3 John Hannah? Have you ever seen Four Weddings and a Funeral? I could care less about Hugh Grant, I was all about John Hannah. His speech at the funeral makes me cry every single time.)

But back to the Mummy movies. I own the first two. I love them. They're cheese to the Nth degree, and I remain unashamed. I have no problems with the suspension of disbelief, as far as these films go.

So I bought the third one, sight unseen. Because I'm an absolute DVD whore.

And here's where you think I admit to regretting every dollar I wasted. But I ain't gonna. To tell you true, I didn't mind it. It's decent enough, I suppose (I probably have to turn in my Pajiba card now). There were two things that bugged me, other than the Yetis and the field goal thing. The first was Maria Bello. She's sure a pretty lady, and she was fab in A History of Violence, but her accent was atrocious. That was the single thing I had a hard time suspending the disbelief for.

The other thing that bugged me was Alex. I am not sure how a kid who had a British accent in the second film of the series, could be American all of a sudden. I mean, he grew up in England, likely went to a posh English school, etc etc etc... shouldn't he still sound like a Brit?

Oh well, whatever. Not the most offensive film I've ever seen, but certainly not the best eever.

Saturday's Ravens v Titans game: the first football game I ever sat down intentionally to watch. But more on that later on.

Coming up: I have Burn After Reading to watch hopefully this week sometime, or else perhaps when Julie's down here this weekend. I have to be in the right mood for Coen brothers, though. And I've heard mixed things about this one. Maybe I should return it and just watch Fargo again instead.

I've also gotten a hold of S2 of The Tudors, which I started on Friday. I've only gotten through two episodes so far. Quite enjoyable. I get such a big kick out of that show. It's not precisely accurate, as far as the actual history goes, but it's mostly pretty close. I'm not the stickler for historical accuracy I used to be. I also don't mind that JRM is not a ginger like Henry VIII was. I wonder if they'll get around to Elizabeth the First. It is called The Tudors, after all.

*I feel as though I should feel like taking the time to link all the movies. Or at least upload pictures of the DVD covers. But... meh. Don't feel like it. If you wanna know what they look like, hit up amazon or netflix your own damn self.

just a quick note to say...

Jan 6, 2009
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I've watched all of about fifteen minutes of Superman Returns.

I'm pretty sure the only reason for me to continue to do so is Frank Langella. (Who [whom?] I most clearly remember from frakkin' DS9, bitches--I could NOT figure out where I knew him from!)

POSSIBLY Kevin Spacey doing his completely-over-the-top-ridiculous thing. Kate Bosworth is a complete wet-rag as Lois. She just does not fit what I think Lois should be. And that Brandon kid seems a little too Clark, and none of Superman. Parker Posey? You should know better.

(I think I actually want to see Frost/Nixon. Has anyone seen that?)

(Yes, I realize that this post is approximately three years too late. Can I help it that I've never had any desire to see this movie, and that the only reason I'm watching it is that it's on FX and I don't feel like changing the channel?)

"...the worst tourist the whole world."

Jan 2, 2009
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Watched In Bruges last weekend. (*there are some spoilers ahead. you've been warned.*)

Quite enjoyed it. I complemented the movie with most of a six pack of Yuengling and a pizza. Unfortunately, I didn't realize that I was spending the remainder of my disposable income for the week on said sixer and pie, so that left me pretty well screwed (and not even in the fun way!). I had about four dollars to get me through the rest of the week. But they were all worth it.

And that's neither here nor there.

The movie: I kept getting all teary. Every time poor Ray got all worked up about the kid, I did too.

But over all, I really liked it. I think it's one that I'd watch again. I'm not rushing out tonight to buy it (see above regarding: disposable income), but I think I will do so eventually. I like a movie that has a bit of everything: violence, heart, humor (not necessarily in that order) (it's always nice when they bring the pretty, too, ie Colin Farrell). Despite the fact that these two guys should really be despicable people--I mean, they're hitmen; one of them killed a kid (granted, it was an accident)--the movie does a really good job of humanizing them. It never even dawned on me until the end of the movie that I probably shouldn't like either Ray or Ken. And there is humor throughout the film, despite its subject matter being tear-making. I enjoyed the back-and-forth between the two main characters; they had great chemistry.

Brendan Gleeson is an absolute dream. He's so sad throughout the film. One of those hitmen with a heart folks that would normally be completely unbelievable; he makes it work. And he makes it work well. I fully believed his remorse over his orders, and his decision to do what he did at the end. That takes balls of brass, and a deep sense of loyalty. I wanted to meet his character, sit down over a "gay beer" with him, have a chat. If nothing else, bask in his accent.

I'm sorry; I really love accents. I like listening to people talk in ways that are different from my own. I like listening to people in general, actually.

Also, I adore Ralph Fiennes when he's evil. He's really good at that.

Sunday evening I started to watch Season 3 of Bones again. I really love this show, but I'm slowly cementing my realization that I can't quite abide watching TV when it's actually on. I've all but given up on the current season of Bones. I've given up on House (it doesn't help I'm at least a season behind on that as well). I've not even figured out when HIMYM is on, and I adore every minute of the first three seasons of that. Every. Single. Minute. I gave up on Fringe, even though I liked it.

Gave up on Heroes, but that was for entirely different reasons. It got too stupid. I am free of that dreck now, and that makes me breathe a sigh of relief every Monday night.

I rarely catch Chuck--I'd usually rather be doing something else. I have no patience anymore for scheduling my life around television. And no desire to do so; I think I'd rather make attempts at a social life than a life spent totally in front of the boob tube. I could be reading. Or knitting. Or better yet, writing. If I can't watch it on Hulu when I want to, I'll just pick up the dvds when they come out.

sure, he's a heinous killer, but he also bumps into walls.

Oct 18, 2008
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Various and Sundry brain consumables from the past few weeks:

The HappyHaps - this isn't scary. this is just fucked up. and stupid. and I like Emily better than Zooey, as far as Deschanel women go. M. Night Shamalamadingdong needs to get over himself.

The Eye - i do not believe in jessica alba. especially not as a violinist. i am probably a better violinist than jessica alba, and i've only touched a violin once in my whole life. so there. i'm completely bored with this movie, not even the cute blonde dude can even begin to redeem this shit.

Definitely, Maybe - oh, i actually liked this one. it helps that Ryan Reynolds is utterly adorable. i like that it's not quite your typical romcom bullshit. it's got, i don't know, an actual plot. and, yanno... Ryan Reynolds.

Small Favor - beautimous. i <3 Harry Dresden. it got spread out over the course of a couple days, but really it took me all of about five hours to devour this book. i just love that within pages of starting, i've laughed out loud at least twice. also, Mouse is awesome. can't wait for Turn Coat to come out. seriously though, folks. if i haven't yet convinced you to start reading this series, consider this a plea. READ THEM. My Cannonball Read review of it should be up... sometime in the next few days.

Dexter S2 - i love it, as i knew i would. rance and i got through all but the last episode last Sunday during Day of Dexter. at first, you just want to slap yourself upside the head, because Dex is being SO STUPID.

Forgetting Sarah Marshall - I actually found this quite sweet and likable. Maybe it's because I like the dude in this more than I like Seth Rogan. And I have a girl-crush on Kristen Bell. She's so adorable. As is Mila Kunis. I'm not really a huge Apatow fan in general though. Knocked Up bugged me.

Doomsday - see previous post.

Baby Mama - I enjoyed this one as well. I won't swear to it, but I'm pretty sure I'd like to have Tina Fey's babies.

Modest Mouse, We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank - I like this so far. Dashboard gets stuck in my head big time. They're so wonderfully weird and different from pretty much anything else i've ever listened to.

The Postal Service, Give Up - love. love love love. <3 I read a review or something, somehwere, that referred to this as indie-electronica. And that about sums it up. The District Sleeps Alone Tonight is one of those songs that i can pretty much listen to on repeat.

step to me get burnt like toast

Oct 15, 2008
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first of all, if you can name that song, i <3 you.

anyway.

maintaining the posting format from yesterday--that's how i roll, bitches:

-it's taking me forever this week to get my BB posts written. don't know what my problem is. but you should be off reading BitchBuzz right now.

-wait, finish this first!

-i managed to, not once, not twice, but at least three times step over the puked up hairball the cat left me in the middle of the floor. she's been doing that fairly close to often lately. maybe i should get her shaved? is there any way i could possibly traumatize my already skittish cat anymore? advice?

-my mom makes pretty kickass cookies. they're cakey enough for me; however, they are also rather moist. rather too moist. i think she's putting too much sweet potato in them. or not quite enough flour. i'm not sure which.

-i've not watched Heroes from Monday yet. I don't really care. i've not watched Fringe for the past two weeks. I don't really care. i think i'm two episodes behind on True Blood now. I think I'm done with that. I am getting the first two discs of The West Wing from Netflix next. I couldn't be happier about that. Where has all the good TV gone, and why is there none of it left?

-i am fascinated by characters who are completely unsympathetic, yet somehow are sympathetic and also kinda creepily relatable. is it because i'm one of those delusional girls who wants to fix the bad guy (or girl; not that i swing that way, despite the all-girls catholic high school)? good god, i hope not. i think mostly of Dexter here. dude's a fucking serial killer. yet, you sympathize with him. he's the main character of the show. he HAS NO FEELINGS, but you cheer him on. the same can, at least to a certain extent, be said of House. there's those hints that he used to be a human being. but now...he's just House. discuss?

-holy shit, batman. R Lee Ermey is the corpse of House's dead father. rock.

-at this point in my evening, i leave the computer (finally) to go try to finish The Lies of Locke Lamora. This is another one you need to read. i finally figured out why i hesitate to finish it (and I might be repeating myself or someone else); i don't want it to end. and this is despite having Red Seas Under Red Skies waiting to be put into my next pile of books. i continued to sit in front of the fucking thing for at least forty more minutes, then crash. no reading of books that i highly recommend to all and sundry was done.

-decided to join in on the Cannonball Read challenge from Pajiba. 100 books in one year. i look forward to the challenge. i'm a bit behind... need to catch up. look for the "review" of Small Favor, my first read, to be up in a day or two.

-i am so frakking queasy this morning. i nearly gagged when i was brushing my teeth in the shower this morning (yes, i brush my teeth in the shower). partly i guess because my toothpaste is disgusting, but partly due to the queasiness getting the better of me. i keep telling myself i should eat SOMETHING, but i can't quite handle the notion right now.

-of course, i stepped on the scale this morning, and according to it, i've lost nearly five more pounds. so that's nice. i don't know where they went. please don't worry, however. i am still eating, still testing my blood sugar nearly as much as i should be, and still taking my insulin. i'll let you know when i start mainlining 5 Hour Energy shots, or go on a white powder and white milk diet. then you can start worrying. 'kay?

-i don't match today, and I didn't realize it until i was in the car on my way in. i'm wearing a royal blue t-shirt (You can't drink all day if you don't start in the morning), with pants that are roughly the same color of my eyes (ie, kinda blue grey. i call them cadet blue, because they seriously remind me of the crayon). just thought i'd point that out.

pardon my tits

Oct 13, 2008
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Friday night was the usual: went to the VFW, had some food and beer. went home again. nothing too exciting, but one of the older ladies had brought in her old issues of Enquirer and one of the other trash rags, so Lith and I had some fun (and some horror) reading through a couple of those for a while.

Saturday morning I was forced to haul my ass out of bed at the crack of dawn to face down the dentist. it didn't go so badly. i only have two possible fillings and a possible crown or root canal that i may or may not need. i have a first filling appointment next week. joy. have i ever mentioned how much i hate having cavities filled? yeah, i know, everyone does. but it makes me more miserable than just about anything else i can think of. so, thankfully, the appointment is in the afternoon, so afterwards i can (possibly) go home and cry myself to sleep. (seriously, getting cavities filled makes me want to sob like a little child.)

Followed that up with not getting my bloodwork done, yet again. i swear, by all that is holy and right in this world, i will get it done this weekend. i would stop after work one day to have it done, but it has to be a fasting. :(

I did go out to breakfast with mom, though. that's always nice. also, i didn't quite clean my plate. i've noticed that i've been eating less lately. not that i'm starving myself or anything, i'm just not shoving everything in sight that is edible down my throat. so yay for that.

Saturday evening was the Marine Corps League bull and oyster roast. Again, fun. Beer was free. Got to see Andy, who no one has seen in weeks because he's studying for the PCAT next week. i got to dance. i love just about any excuse to get a few in me and dance, to pretty much whatever is playing. Lith tried to teach me a little bit of belly dancing; i'm not sure i got it.

Yesterday was probably the highlight of the weekend. Rance came down to the house, and we veged out like a couple of veging out people on my couch and watched all but the final episode of S2 of Dexter. It was fabulous. Deb is still annoying, Keith Carradine is still awesome (I think you get issued an extra dose of awesome at birth if your last name is Carradine), Dex was being an idiot for most of the season, and I'm still holding out hope that Lila dies in the one episode i have left to watch.

I didn't sleep very well last night; I'm not sure why. Sunday seems to be my night for not sleeping well. Which sucks, because I hate getting the week started off on a less than pleasant night's sleep.

speaking of Fringe...

Sep 10, 2008
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Did anyone watch Fringe last night? I thought it was pretty badass, overall. Any thoughts?

utterly uninteresting post

Oct 1, 2007
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Monday mornings now mean ANTM recaps on fourfour. best part about Monday? oh yeah, definitely. the worst part about mondays? waiting for the damn recap to be posted.

had a fairly nice, if tense at parts, weekend.

i felt like crap throughout, however. it always seems to work out, the first weekend without plans, after the stress level being as high as it is, for as long as it has been, means i get sick. from what i unnerstand, this is a fairly common phenomenon (or should that be plural? phenomena? whatever.)

what time this weekend that wasn't spent on the couch in the living room watching tv, was spent trying to get my iTunes back to some semblance of NOT TAKING UP MY ENTIRE HARD DRIVE. see, when i bought the portabibble hard drive, i moved all my music over to there, naively assuming that itunes would do the right thing and just read the goddamned music from there.

but no. not so much. after about forty seven installs and uninstalls, i finally gave up. i erased everything that said itunes on it and started over. i think what was happening is that some of the music was trying to be copied more than once, so it was taking over the entire drive. seriously, more than half of my disk space is music... and i only have 34G on my lame ass laptop, so it's not even that impressive.

so. i think i finally got it so that, despite copying the music from the E:\ right back to the goddamned C:\, it isn't taking up all the space. now, i just have to go through and weed stuff out, and reorganize a bit. but that probably won't happen until next weekend, at least. then i have to get last.fm resituated so that music actually scrobbles again.

if anyone knows how to make my itunes JUST read from the E drive/portable drive, i would be immensely appreciative. i would bake you cookies or something.

i got new glasses this weekend, as well. i love them. i look like i should be in a beehive, wearing a pink jacket, calling everyone 'hun'... or doing that last more so than i already do. they're very retro, and very awesome. the girl at the store said i wouldn't find many people with them, most people don't have the guts. well, i do. i win. i will try to add a picture when i get home and can upload one.

nothing else interesting going on. i have no more free weekends until... Thanksgiving. should be interesting. hopefully i won't have a complete psychotic break. or get sicker.

showtime hates me

Mar 27, 2007
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seriously, i need showtime. NEED it.

just watched the first episode of The Tudors. (thank you, netflix insta-viewing.)

oh my god. this show... is amazing. check out this fucking cast:

jonathon rhys meyers is henry viii. and he gets nekkid a couple of times. hey, he was king. he had sex a lot. how the hell do you think he ended up with syphillis?

sam motherfucking neill is cardinal wollsey. wollsey, dude. fuck yeah.

that dude from Dog Soldiers? Sam Pertwee? the best thing about practically everything he's in? dies. immediately. he's still fucking awesome. seriously? that guy could just sit and talk, and i'd be happy.

jeremy northam is thomas more. he's a great choice for more. i'm very pleased to see he is still around, as well.

henry czerny is norfolk. 'good evening, mr phelps.' another great voice. he does brit well.

that dude from The Last of the Mohicans? the one who says "i thought british policy was to make the world england."? yeah, he's buckingham. which'll be really awesome, until he gets his head lopped off. he also reminds me quite a bit of the ginger-headed dude from Dog Soldiers... Kevin McKidd. but he was in Rome, not this. :)

the adorable callum blue is there. he just looks posh as hell. and adorable.

have i mentioned that jonathon rhys meyers takes off his shirt a lot? also, his irish peeks out a couple times. but that's ok, because he's even more gorgeous with his real accent. and he does a bang up job of covering it.

i can't wait to see who exactly Gabrielle Anwar is. the imdb says Princess Margaret... but i don't remember her. Unless they mean the french chick... Mary's sister? um... Stuart? Queen of Scots chick. or mother, perhaps. that part of it is a bit fuzzed in my brain right now. i always liked Henry and Elizabeth the best.

i hope they get past one season. it's called the tudors, so i'd LOVE LOVE LOVE it if they could flit on through Edward's reign, spend a few years burning heretics with crazy Mary, and get someone really fucking amazingly awesome to play Elizabeth.

then? i could die happy.

in closing, i'm really bummed now that i don't have showtime, and likely won't be able to see anymore of this show unless i buy it off iTunes.

so instead i will likely pray that showtime releases it on dvd posthaste, because i WILL be buying it. i'll even pay the outrageous prices the premium cable shows seem to go for (Deadwood, i am totally looking at you. fucking $75 for a season.). well, minus whatever amazon is willing to discount it.

can ya tell i'm a tudor junkie? ;)

how do i look?

Nov 3, 2006
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i occasionally watch "How do I look?" on the style channel. Basically, when I catch it. it's a neat show, but at the same time it's a very uncomfortable show. i find myself sucked in by the people featured whenever i watch.

i don't get it--who wouldn't want a makeover and free new clothes? i mean, am i the only one who realizes that this is a great opportunity? all of the people i've seen recently have been so freaked out by even the idea of throwing a few things away and getting new style, new clothes, some ideas for a new look. what are you afraid of?! the one sorority girl said she didn't want attention. then why the hell did you join a sorority? to do good deeds? join the peace corps if you want to do good deeds, sweetie.

the episode i was watching last night featured a mom who was straight out of Dynasty, frosted nasty peroxide blonde hair and all. She seemed like a very sweet woman, but man what a terrifically bad rut to be stuck in.

so her daughter and her sister signed her up for this. the third person is always some stylist or another. last night was one of the more annoying guys that have been featured. his voice just grated on my nerves.

anyway, i was flabbergasted by this woman. she had this dress that she'd met her daughter's father in, and it was bad. BAD, pink, with a high frilly collar. No shape to it whatsoever. Just the epitome of 'omfg what were they thinking when i was a kid?'

(and on a side note, why the fuck are the 80s coming back into style? ew.)

she was so attached to this dress. to all of her clothes. why? they're just clothes. she called them memories, and shit like that. forgive me, but the only piece of fabric i'm still attached to in that way is my security blanket. and that at least isn't clothing, it's just the blanket i came home from the hospital with, and i want to hang on to it for my firstborn. i don't wear it. they're just clothes! when it's time to update, it's time to update.

this woman was even more attached to her hair than to her clothes, too. it was ridiculous. i love changing my hair, personally. and she was completely freaked out that they were going to change her hair so it wasn't brassy bottle blonde anymore. She flat out said that she thinks blonde is beautiful, and everything else is ugly.

i think there are probably some deeper problems here than being overly attached to her clothes. the woman has some weird self-worth ideas--she only considers herself beautiful as a blonde? wtf?! i am personally offended by her blind insistence that anything else is ugly. i am not an ugly person just because i don't have blonde hair. i've never had blonde hair, and i will NEVER have blonde hair.

at the end she said that she hopes that her family is happy. and that she only did this to make them happy, because it was what they wanted for her, not because she actually felt like she needed to change.

ok, so the point of the show was totally over this woman's head, obviously.

how about they have me on? i would love to get some points for new style. and new hair. and some new makeup. unfortunately, i don't think i'm hopeless enough stylistically to make it on the show. damn, and i wanted new clothes.