Monday, December 14, 2015
Star Trek: Now Safe for Dumbs (AKA - Space Bros: Bros in Space)
Did watching people talk about Prime Directives and interstellar anomalies make you... uncomfortable? Maybe even angry? Were you just waiting for that bald guy to quit talking and for the boney-headed guy to shoot somebody? Was it weird that the old Star Trek was... old and stuff?
Well, buddy, have I got a Star Trek for you!
Featuring space people who KICK-ASS, CRACK-WISE and ARE SEXY AS HELL™, this ain't your DADDY'S STAR TREK (not that your Dad would have ever watched that p***y s**t, anyway. He was more of Beastmaster guy). We've fixed your lame-ass Star Trek to give it all the same excitement as pounding a Coors Silver Bullet while you ride your jet ski through a flaming hoop with a topless model straddling your junk!
Like 20 year old pop songs?!! SO DOES CAPTAIN KIRK!!! Like aliens that look mean as hell but who you could still beat in a fist fight? We got 'em! Like the idea of banging alien broads? Well, Kirk was always into that.
So, stop worrying, bud! That way Star Trek used to work where those @#$%s wouldn't just shoot first and sort it out later? We've taken care of that. And we've got funny @#$%ing jokes for the guys to say. Say adios to that feeling you used to have where you just wanted to give a wedgie to every last one of those space-nerds. Now you'll want to blast the speakers in your Camaro with your space bros while you swing through the Party Barn and grab a case of Milwaukee's Best.
@#$%. Yeah! They finally fixed it.
Well, buddy, have I got a Star Trek for you!
Featuring space people who KICK-ASS, CRACK-WISE and ARE SEXY AS HELL™, this ain't your DADDY'S STAR TREK (not that your Dad would have ever watched that p***y s**t, anyway. He was more of Beastmaster guy). We've fixed your lame-ass Star Trek to give it all the same excitement as pounding a Coors Silver Bullet while you ride your jet ski through a flaming hoop with a topless model straddling your junk!
Like 20 year old pop songs?!! SO DOES CAPTAIN KIRK!!! Like aliens that look mean as hell but who you could still beat in a fist fight? We got 'em! Like the idea of banging alien broads? Well, Kirk was always into that.
So, stop worrying, bud! That way Star Trek used to work where those @#$%s wouldn't just shoot first and sort it out later? We've taken care of that. And we've got funny @#$%ing jokes for the guys to say. Say adios to that feeling you used to have where you just wanted to give a wedgie to every last one of those space-nerds. Now you'll want to blast the speakers in your Camaro with your space bros while you swing through the Party Barn and grab a case of Milwaukee's Best.
@#$%. Yeah! They finally fixed it.
Sunday, December 13, 2015
Tracy & Hepburn Watch: Desk Set (1957)
I admit to not having watched too many/ any of the classic Spencer Tracy/ Katherine Hepburn pairings. It's not that I don't like either Tracy or Hepburn. Look, I'm busy, okay?
I'm not. There's no excuse.
But I have wanted to watch Desk Set (1957) for some time. Neither Hepburn nor Tracy were kids anymore by the time this movie shot - Hepburn at 50, Tracy at 57. And the movie dealt with the era when computers were first making their way into companies as a sign of progress as much as for the practical considerations. What I didn't know was that the movie would actually touch the area I work in, tangentially, but certainly in recognizable ways.
Holiday Watch: Christmas in Connecticut (1945)
I'm at the tail end of low-grade but extremely annoying cold. Today it settled in my chest as this loud, dry cough. So, I've been basically laying around since about Wednesday, which may explain why you've seen so much blogging and movie watching.
I really miss being twenty-five and never being sick for more than 48 hours.
I can't say I'm the world's biggest fan of Christmas in Connecticut (1945). It's a sort of mid-century American farce. Elizabeth Lane (Barbara Stanwyck) is the Martha Stewart of 1945, a popular home-making writer for a Redbook-like magazine, providing lifestyle and cooking tips from her New England farm as she makes delectable meals for her husband and baby. What America doesn't know is that Lane is actually a city girl, unmarried and childless, who is sharing the recipes of her friend Felix, a restaurateur. It's a wartime film, and so it follows a sailor who survives a U-Boat attack by drifting at sea and is considered a war hero. Through some convoluted chicanery, Lane's publisher, Alexander Yardley (the always fantastic Sydney Greenstreet) invites both the sailor and himself to Lane's farm for Christmas.
Not wanting to lose her job, Lane borrows her stuffy suitor's farm for the event, having him pose as her husband and she manages to borrow a baby. Like I said, it's got quite a bit of farce to the whole thing.
The movie is a bit of frothy Christmas fluff, a bit of something for the whole family.
Happy Belated 100, Frank
You're correct. You will never be this cool. |
December 12th marked the 100th birthday of singer, actor, Ava Gardner sexer, and true 20th Century man, Frank Sinatra. Old Blue Eyes himself.
Sinatra was a complicated man, and he is beyond our judgment. Like Thomas Jefferson, we can only try to understand such a wild contradiction in life as a product of his times and his nature. For every nightmare story about the guy, there's a dozen about him as a humanitarian.
And now, the first Sinatra song I ever learned specifically because it was Sinatra: "Strangers in the Night". All you need to know about why I learned the song: fifteen year old boys are weird.
Saturday, December 12, 2015
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