Ahhh… this week marks the return of season 4 of Major Crimes, or the 11th season of The Closer, depending on how you view it. And I welcome it.
Little changes in this show, including the ensemble cast, and I’m really happy about that. There’s a lot to be said for a fantastic ensemble cast and actors who understand the quirks of their characters so well.
Somewhere between an excruciating third episode to the season finale, this show does a complete 180o and redeems itself. I don’t know when, I don’t know where, since I couldn’t bring myself around to sitting through episodes 4 to 11, not at the risk of any of these being as bad as 1 through to 3. I had had enough.
I thought to myself, why not give the finale a chance? You know how sometimes, a book can be incredibly frustrating, but, when you skip to the last chapter, it is actually exciting as all the twists and turns have revealed themselves.
So, I whined to my editor about Sense8 and told him that I’ve had enough of that piece of shite. His response was simple, “I need you to watch at least 3 more episodes. And then we’ll see.”
I don’t know if it’s wise to call your editor names, but I’m going to do it. Slack *beep*, why can’t he watch it and write about it. Why make me do it? This show sucks so much that I’m surprised Netflix didn’t pull the pin after they saw the first episode.
Sense8, the latest offering from The Wach…Wach-chows… the Matrix people. Big fan of the first Matrix movie, not so much of the second and third, but I paid for my ticket and even bought them on DVD.
Sensing that perhaps they were returning to their psychedelic roots and kung-fu action routines of yore, I tentatively awaited the release of Sense8.
I grew up in the country, my family had horses and quite a lot of acreage, and space has never really been a stranger to me. Some people would call me a country boy I, however would not. I was a round peg in a square hole. The slow pace is nice, but it’s not for me. I will say though, that people in country towns are nice, polite, and they also understand the mechanics of sidewalk etiquette. The irony being that space is all around them, yet the know how to do the footpath Waltz. Continue reading “Keep LEFT unless overtaking!”→
Finally, I can say I have something in common with 50 Cent, we’re both fans of the star of Spy, Melissa McCathy. McCarthy is probably one of the funniest comedians around today, male or female, she’s just funny.
From the moment of their screen debut in 2010’s Despicable Me, Minions have come to occupy a special place in our hearts. Who doesn’t want a group of loyal little yellow cuties who make very little sense? They babysit your kids, build your crazy contraptions, have bomb etiquette training, and impersonate both Boys II Men and All4One. And the best part, they’re indestructible glow sticks, you crack a back and it glows. Booya!
This year, we have the origin movie. Finally, an origin movie that’s worth watching and actually going to not be predictable. Ba-nan-na!!!! Continue reading “MINIONS! MINIONS!”→
When I grow up, I want to be a member of FIFA. I want to represent my country and collect as much bribes as possible and live large. Either that, or go be an official in a developing nation, that works too. But mostly, I want to be a FIFA official, and collect so much money that my puppy can have luxury penthouse apartments all over the world. Yay FIFA!
FIFA, the world’s most powerful sporting body, and richest, has made the news recently for all the wrong reasons. And as a “friend” has pointed out, I have painted this fine group with a single prejudicial brush. Shame on me.
Meh. Whatever dude, they’re (the ones who have and will be caught – just to cover my ass) a bunch of corrupt a’holes, who deserve to be investigated. And it’s all falling apart very quickly since May 2015.
Busy bodies and nosy parkers everywhere have long known that the greatest achievement in meddling in other people’s affairs is match making. This is where you, the overzealous one, is able to essentially quality control the “plus ones” in your life. Most of us just want to see our friends happy together, but don’t actually put much thought into it other than them both being single at the same time.
UnReal is essentially a show based on the behind the scene action of a dating show very much like The Bachelor. It is dramatic, well scripted and at times confronting.
We’ve all been addicted to the drama that is The Bachelor, Joe Millionaire, There’s something about Miriam, etc, at one point or another. But what we’ve often failed to compute is how the producers go about getting the catty sound bites, or how they manage to find the right combination of crazy for the show.