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Your script excerpt illustrating the new theme proves that Lost is taking a page from the Aaron Sorkin School of Ping-Pong Dialogue. “You hear about the thing?” “The thing?” “The thing. Did you hear about it?” “You’re saying there’s a thing.” “It’s a big thing.” “So make with the thing already.” “Sorry, can’t. Gotta turn and walk down this hallway now.”
Um…SPOILER ALERT! JEEEEEEEEEEEEZ! MLIT FML FML FML FML!!!!!
I’m a divorced dad who, along with my single buddy, got into a hilarious escapde involving a guy in a gorilla suit after my ex-wife showed up insisting I babysit the two kids I didn’t know I had. MLIT.
Oh, wait, no…I mean, MLIOD.
Frankly, I got a little excited when it seemed like Michael V. was going to be packing his knives. I am so sick of his haughty “if they had told me to make a ballantine I would have made one and it would have been so wonderful they’d rename the Bocuse D’Or the Backwards Hat D’Or and also I would have done it on my day off” crap. What a prick. I’m picking Kevin, Bryan, then Jen for the trifecta.
I’m clearly in the minority (I posted below) but I do think there’s a knowingness and sense of humor in the letter that’s different from your typical “Teen Corner”-style BS. It’s impossible to admit that without sounding like a moron or a corporate tool, but their response does strike me as something that took a modicum of creativity instead of a calculated marketing buzzwordfest. The ads are garbage, but the reply at least has a hint of making fun of itself.
Did you hear that? That was my cred exploding.
Taste and quality aside, is it wrong to say good on Miracle Whip for having a sense of humor about it? The open letter and ad buy idea are kinda funny – Colbert (understandably) deliberately undercut the playfulness of the MW response. Don’t get me wrong, those MW ads offend me to my core, but the grinding wheels of commerce will keep turning regardless. Might as well be able to make light of yourself.
Alison Brie is truly sexydorable, but my favorite Thursday night TV crush is still FlashForward’s Sonya Walger. She’s basically the only reason to watch, ever since that show decided it no longer needed things like “logic” and “compelling plot developments.” Am I the only one still barely hanging on to this mess?
Hear hear on the issue of Robin’s entitlement. The worst part about her overstaying her welcome was that she actually thought that just barely skating by week after week somehow confirmed her talent and justified her being there. Lady, you won one single Quickfire, were never in the top three (that I can remember) and were on the chopping block more than you safe. If anything you DESERVE to go home, but have been lucky that you only screw up second-worst each week.
I love this show but the judging allows undistinguished chefs to quietly sneak through to the end is a big flaw. I call it the Hosea Factor.
You’re right about Circus Circus but good God, have you ever been to the Excalibur? It’s just as bad, super grimy and completely out of place on the Strip. It doesn’t even have that “family fun” excuse that Circus Circus has, where maybe it’s a place you could legitimately take your kids on a Vegas trip. It’s just awful. I know more than one person who got screwed with a room there and left immediately after checking in because paying three times as much somewhere else was still better than another minute at the old X-Cal. (Also I ate the $3.99 buffet there because I was too drunk to know better and too poor from craps to afford anything else.)
It’s so convenient that the spirit world pauses for commercial breaks. What, like they don’t also have to take a ghost piss?
Wait…did I just go BACK IN TIME?
That scene between Peggy and Don in her apartment was maybe the best three minutes of television I’ve ever seen. That is all.
Just send a check to me c/o Barack Obama, 1600 Pennsylvania Ave, Washington DC. I will be able to pick it up there because MY BOYFRIEND IS THE PRESIDENT.
I’m not sure if this ruins the video or just makes it a million times better, but it turns out this song is from a new erotic Japanese videogame, natch. Something about aliens crashing to Earth and brainwashing bosomy anime girls into becoming our new world leaders. Or whatever. Some enterprising gent took the game’s theme song and created his own wonderful piece of YouTubery as seen above. A pretty great English translation of the original game trailer, plus a brief explanation, can be found here: http://tinyurl.com/yzfby42
I hope that doesn’t spoil the magic for anyone. I was compelled to look into it because I love both videogames and anime tentacle rape.
Veal Genius
The Greatest Story Heifer Told
In 2001, he delivered one of my favorite Oscar jokes of all time. Lamenting violence in movies he said, “I took a 9-year-old to see Gladiator and he cried the whole time. Though that may have been because he didn’t know who I was.” Hooray, pedophilia jokes on Hollywood’s biggest night!
Um, this was in reply to Warden El Fuego’s first comment up top, yet it was not published as such. The “reply” box was checked, I swear.
Sigh. My first comment here and already I’ve made a fool of myself.
YES. “My Job Is Largely Thankless” or something like that, right? I can’t find it in the Onion archives but it is one of their best editorials, right up there with this Point/Counterpoint:
http://www.theonion.com/content/node/34168
This was a fucking crime. They might as well have just judged the contestants on the other chef’s dish. “Okay, Nyesha, well done, but tonight you will be judged on Beverly’s dish.” Terrible. When there are a dozen chefs in one challenge, go ahead with all the fakeouts and bullshit you want, but when it’s heads up there is no place for that.
Chris J is gone next week, says I, not Grayson. Final four: Paul, Ed, Grayson, Sarah. Assuming Bev does not climb back from LCK and win the whole thing in which case fuck.