Sunday, October 6, 2019
Fall season, two week later, October 2019
Ok, I will say it again. Do not judge me. I acknowledge that I watch WAY too much tv, but it brings me joy. Especially when I come across some of my favorite performers. But when they are underserved in undeserving projects, it makes me sad. But since it’s CBS this time, I guess this show will be around for a while. I watched the first episode of Bob ♥️s Abishola and I did not like it. Fraught with stereotypes and stilted humor, I was less than impressed until Gina Yashere was on screen. I live for a glimpse of this woman and her blunt humor, her direct delivery and she never disappoints. I am watching the second episode now and may continue only for her. Perhaps the powers that be should just give her a 30 minute special once a quarter. That would be so much better. In the meantime I will see if this show she co writes and co produces and co created will be ok.
Monday, August 5, 2019
Lucifer, season 4
Ten episodes, two days.
I was holding off on this season till after I watched the 14 episodes of season 3 I saved on my DVR.
So, they kissed, she saw his face then... she took off for three months because she needed to process.
The return of Lucifer to tv via Netflix was a marvelous surprise for the lucifam. Yet it was a rushed, sloppy mess with the addition of Eve in the second half.
I will say was hella disappointed in season four and may still watch season five since Lucifer will have to claw his way back out of hell to his lady love.
I will break up with it after that.
I was holding off on this season till after I watched the 14 episodes of season 3 I saved on my DVR.
So, they kissed, she saw his face then... she took off for three months because she needed to process.
The return of Lucifer to tv via Netflix was a marvelous surprise for the lucifam. Yet it was a rushed, sloppy mess with the addition of Eve in the second half.
I will say was hella disappointed in season four and may still watch season five since Lucifer will have to claw his way back out of hell to his lady love.
I will break up with it after that.
Monday, July 8, 2019
Euphoria 1-4
Euphoria
First of all, it’s been a really long time since I’ve been on this site. In fact, I had a hard time recalling which site my blog was on. Yeah, NOT WordPress.
Btdubs, I am like super old because I refer to trip-hop and trap as electronica.
Super old.
Four episodes in and I am addicted.
Purposeful use of the word, considering the subject matter.
I think it’s the music, the soundtrack. It’s hypnotic and sirenlike- trap/house and electronica tend to do that. The main character, portrayed by Zendaya, is an addict struggling with the aftermath of an overdose followed by a stint in the hospital. She struggles with recovery, continued drug use, family trust issues, school dynamics, untrustworthy friends, drug dealers that might be friends, and a new friendship that may be a turning point in her recovery.
Gah! So many things!
So, to start, the first few episodes remind me so much of the troubles I had with my son, and my own issues when I was in high school in both New York and Florida. I will leave it there since this isn’t about me, but what I saw and felt while being drawn into the mesmerizing “Euphoria”.
Watching Zendaya’s portrayal of a teen addict and how she doesn’t balance her shortcomings with family, school and friends is remarkable. I mentioned the soundtrack. This show could almost convey dialogue with the score alone. It’s masterful and manipulative. Even if I don’t recall the songs, the
feelings evoked are almost tangible. The melodies fill my head, confuse my senses and send me reeling back to moments I would rather not relive again, this isn’t about me.
Rue (perfect name really) is not at a crossroads. She already cashed that chip with papa legba. The overdose, the hospital stay, the dead dad, the fraught and frazzled mom, the sister who finds her ODd. These are the things she can’t even bring herself to face, so she looks for her high. I can’t really relate here, I am only an observer regarding drugs, but I’m sold. It looks believable enough to me.
Jules is the junior trans transfer student, and people in this hamlet in little America don’t know what to make of her all day festival pride parade. I think her glitter bombing is happiness with that rotten cherry fruit flavor chaser. Jules can’t be happy. When we first meet her, she is swiping right on all the bare chests on twinkdaddy and meeting up with someone whom she has no business with.
All the girls are the different faces of every girl you ever when to high school with. The only ones who aren’t on full display are the overachieving academics. This isn’t their story.
The girls are either trying too hard to be sexy, owning their fleeting sexy, or rewriting their version of sexy. But none of these girls have agency as they are underage.
I want to focus now on the score.
Each episode underscores the tension and stress, whether internal or external Rue experiences while rolling through her days either hazy or painfully clear.
The addition of Colman Domingo of Fear the Walking Dead is a pleasant surprise. His bourbon soaked baritone is a jarring counterpoint to the chaos of the trap and house that infuses this show.
I can’t name not even one band or DJ featured in the first few episodes, but you know who they are. They are the songs of the summer, the songs of festivals, the songs of grace and tranquility. The songs of molly and ecstasy. The songs that infest youth. The songs with a single note held for longer than eight counts then a drop.
This time, the drop was a discordant episode four. Episode four didn’t take me on waves and dreams, it was messy, chaotic, carnival. There was no festival, it was carny and carnivorous. Everyone was devouring each other and you could smell the fake butter and the semen.
They kept showing the water surrounding the carnival grounds and I can’t get those images out of my head. The fireworks ,the Ferris wheels, the carousel were the backdrop for the tomfoolery and tomfuckery these kids get up to.
Please watch.
First of all, it’s been a really long time since I’ve been on this site. In fact, I had a hard time recalling which site my blog was on. Yeah, NOT WordPress.
Btdubs, I am like super old because I refer to trip-hop and trap as electronica.
Super old.
Four episodes in and I am addicted.
Purposeful use of the word, considering the subject matter.
I think it’s the music, the soundtrack. It’s hypnotic and sirenlike- trap/house and electronica tend to do that. The main character, portrayed by Zendaya, is an addict struggling with the aftermath of an overdose followed by a stint in the hospital. She struggles with recovery, continued drug use, family trust issues, school dynamics, untrustworthy friends, drug dealers that might be friends, and a new friendship that may be a turning point in her recovery.
Gah! So many things!
So, to start, the first few episodes remind me so much of the troubles I had with my son, and my own issues when I was in high school in both New York and Florida. I will leave it there since this isn’t about me, but what I saw and felt while being drawn into the mesmerizing “Euphoria”.
Watching Zendaya’s portrayal of a teen addict and how she doesn’t balance her shortcomings with family, school and friends is remarkable. I mentioned the soundtrack. This show could almost convey dialogue with the score alone. It’s masterful and manipulative. Even if I don’t recall the songs, the
feelings evoked are almost tangible. The melodies fill my head, confuse my senses and send me reeling back to moments I would rather not relive again, this isn’t about me.
Rue (perfect name really) is not at a crossroads. She already cashed that chip with papa legba. The overdose, the hospital stay, the dead dad, the fraught and frazzled mom, the sister who finds her ODd. These are the things she can’t even bring herself to face, so she looks for her high. I can’t really relate here, I am only an observer regarding drugs, but I’m sold. It looks believable enough to me.
Jules is the junior trans transfer student, and people in this hamlet in little America don’t know what to make of her all day festival pride parade. I think her glitter bombing is happiness with that rotten cherry fruit flavor chaser. Jules can’t be happy. When we first meet her, she is swiping right on all the bare chests on twinkdaddy and meeting up with someone whom she has no business with.
All the girls are the different faces of every girl you ever when to high school with. The only ones who aren’t on full display are the overachieving academics. This isn’t their story.
The girls are either trying too hard to be sexy, owning their fleeting sexy, or rewriting their version of sexy. But none of these girls have agency as they are underage.
I want to focus now on the score.
Each episode underscores the tension and stress, whether internal or external Rue experiences while rolling through her days either hazy or painfully clear.
The addition of Colman Domingo of Fear the Walking Dead is a pleasant surprise. His bourbon soaked baritone is a jarring counterpoint to the chaos of the trap and house that infuses this show.
I can’t name not even one band or DJ featured in the first few episodes, but you know who they are. They are the songs of the summer, the songs of festivals, the songs of grace and tranquility. The songs of molly and ecstasy. The songs that infest youth. The songs with a single note held for longer than eight counts then a drop.
This time, the drop was a discordant episode four. Episode four didn’t take me on waves and dreams, it was messy, chaotic, carnival. There was no festival, it was carny and carnivorous. Everyone was devouring each other and you could smell the fake butter and the semen.
They kept showing the water surrounding the carnival grounds and I can’t get those images out of my head. The fireworks ,the Ferris wheels, the carousel were the backdrop for the tomfoolery and tomfuckery these kids get up to.
Please watch.
Monday, September 22, 2014
The new fall tv season has begun and so far I'm disappointed. The first show was the Mysteries of Laura. Now, the critics hated this show at the upfronts last spring, and all summer, the pilot made the rounds and continued to unimpress. Finally it premieres after the season finale of NBC's variety show and I am not amused. There is nothing redeeming about this show. Her kids are spoiled rotten, she flouts protocol and the rules in her own job and she dresses like a slob. I am not impressed by this show due to its poor writing, character development and general sense of its lack of touch with Reality. I don't feel empowered watching this. In fact I think I deleted it with ten minutes left. Or not. Maybe I really wanted to. I definitely didn't add it to my watch list or maybe schedule.
I don't have terribly high standards for network tv, after all, I would watch NCIS on USA and Law and Order SVU whenever it plays, since Ice T has a certain presence and you expect them to wrap up the case with a moral or ethical lesson. However, MoL is shrill, inane and rudely aggressive for no reason. I'm from New York, but see no reason to shoot people in the ear even if they are a lot crazy.
Will return with my first impressions of Madame Secretary, which I thought was rather good.
22 sept 2014
I don't have terribly high standards for network tv, after all, I would watch NCIS on USA and Law and Order SVU whenever it plays, since Ice T has a certain presence and you expect them to wrap up the case with a moral or ethical lesson. However, MoL is shrill, inane and rudely aggressive for no reason. I'm from New York, but see no reason to shoot people in the ear even if they are a lot crazy.
Will return with my first impressions of Madame Secretary, which I thought was rather good.
22 sept 2014
Friday, December 16, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
im back, typos, and bad punctuation and all!!
today was another one of those running so late, why did i bother, really?! mornings. Lo! and behold! there is a light at the end of that metro car i rode in on! (nasty hot garbage-y metro car) is that? could it be? yes! yosemite sam is on my train this morning! i am, i say! i am ssssso glad!
Friday, April 3, 2009
looking for peace or peas within
today i observed the cutest girl walking to work wearing a hat i, myself would wear but for the fact i saw someone else wear it first.
i asked her where it came from and she volunteered H&M three weeks ago. it was darling.
just watching her walk away with my hat lifted my spirits a tiny bit.
now yesterday, a woman wearing a bright fuschia raincoat with thigh high boots at eight in the morning is not going to work.... and the woman wearing the bowler hat and black net veil with bright red tartan was going somewhere else altogether. to crazy land!
it's one thing to show off your individuality in this town, but dont be a clown about it. no one is carrie bradshaw in real life. even she couldn't pay her bills.
i asked her where it came from and she volunteered H&M three weeks ago. it was darling.
just watching her walk away with my hat lifted my spirits a tiny bit.
now yesterday, a woman wearing a bright fuschia raincoat with thigh high boots at eight in the morning is not going to work.... and the woman wearing the bowler hat and black net veil with bright red tartan was going somewhere else altogether. to crazy land!
it's one thing to show off your individuality in this town, but dont be a clown about it. no one is carrie bradshaw in real life. even she couldn't pay her bills.
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