Wednesday, January 30, 2008

In honor of LOST's return

Ladies and gentlemen and Others: Harold Perrineau's "Stay Strong."

Directed by Daniel Dae Kim.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

I Ken has triviaburger?

Drop by CP's Critical Mass blog to read my interview with the homey Ken Jennings. My personal favorite answer from the Q&A:
CP: Which current presidential candidate would you most want on your pub quiz team?

If spouses can play too, I have to go Hillary here. She’s bright herself, of course, but I was pretty impressed by Bill Clinton’s puzzle acumen in that crossword documentary Wordplay. If spouses can’t play, then Obama or McCain … probably Obama. I’m a teetotaler myself, so we wouldn’t even need Romney as a designated driver. Can you imagine playing with Huckabee? What if there were science questions? ‘No, no, it’s a trick question! There were no such thing as dinosaurs! The earth is only six thousand years old!’"
Well played, Jennings.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008


I'm surprised it took this long. Also.

(Thanks Jim)

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

lolreview of Cloverfield

Actual review in CP this Thursday.

[16jan08] 9:54 p.m. Here goes.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Love peace, do not fear to fight

Born to Fight's IMDB page doesn't have "Plot Keywords" section, so I wrote one.

- Shootouts atop moving semis

- Backflips with babies on your back

- One-legged Muay Thai practitioners

- Little girl Muay Thai practitioners

- Flaming dirtbikes

- Nuclear warheads

- Male gymnasts

- Kicking fruit and grenades as if they were soccer balls

- Shameless jingoism

What a ridiculous movie. Let me know if you want to borrow, I have the DVD.

The Thai national anthem puts ours to shame.

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Good morning, Baltimore

Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Clark Johnson

I know the first episode of
The Wire's final season leaked the other day, but I waited it out until tonight. There's just something exciting and ephemeral about catching a show you love on its initial broadcast, especially in the TiVo Age.

Back on the joyously revived
Heaven and Here, contributor christycash kills it with this analysis of an all-too-familiar axe ground by several characters in the premiere the assertion that Baltimore's funding crisis (OT pay for police withheld to bandage a ballooning education deficit), lack of resources (cops driving clunkers), and, in the one Sun reporter's eyes, the "shit news town's" lack of reportable stories can be uniformly blamed on the fact that it's not a real city. Because real cities crap out budget surpluses halfway through their morning coffee, keep spotless ledgers and are always, always equipped to provide you with what you need to do your damn job. Funny, I know.

Since I grew up in the greater Bmore area (burbs to the death...not trying to front like I was neighbors with
Wee-Bey), relocated to Philly and, you know, work, I'm familiar with the inert, lackadaisical paranoia spurred by East Coast urban belt-tightening. (I have a feeling that "do more with less" will gestate into a resentful mantra, in more ways than one, this season.) But cash's point is that we shouldn't feel special for realizing that shit sucks, because everyone else on the planet is knee-deep in it, too:
McNulty had a line about how he wonders what it’s like to work for a “real” police department; eager beaver ladder climbing reporter boy had his own quip about working at a “real” paper. They see their situation as a kind of referendum on how shitty Baltimore is. But it seems to me that the cutbacks they’re dealing with are the rule, not the exception. They are interpreting a mass breakdown of urban infrastructure as local. Of course, when you’re in Baltimore or Philly or wherever you’re going to long to get out and get someplace where the trains run on time. But the trains don’t really run anywhere anymore.
Dead on. Keep an eye out for one Mr. David Simon in the comments section.

Apologies for the derivative XtheaterdorkX post title.

And fuck Herc, obviously.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

City of gah

(photo cred: Eric Garault)

Blurb on the cover of a promo copy of
CéU's self-titled American debut:
Just when you think that Brazil must surely have exhausted its supply of jazzy, funky, sexy, soulful electro-pop singer-songwriters, someone like CéU comes along and irresistibly mixes samba, reggae, dub, electronica and soul music and makes you think that maybe that particular well is bottomless after all.

Portuguese is a gorgeous language, but I recently decided that learning it would be impractical since it's spoken only in Portugal, Brazil and in a few African countries, like Angola and Mozambique. Of course, this conclusion is on par with me deciding that it would be impractical for me to play two guard for the Chicago Bulls, insomuch as neither would ever happen even if I wanted them to. Yes, I am very boorish and American. But I have kicked around the thought of maybe possibly purchasing Rosetta Stone — the Spanish edition — a few times.