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Like Springsteen, The Who and (Artist currently known as) Prince before him, I believe that Maru should perform at the Kitty Halftime Show – his box slide alone should be a friendly reminder of the Boss’ enthusiastic slide into the camera in 09 – also, KITTENS!
Can’t be as bad as Minor Threat, right? Though if we’re talking marketing, let’s talk six degrees of Turtle Bacon – Turtle < Escalade < Cadillac < Super Bowl commercial < Led Zeppelin = 16% increase in sales the following year!
I will say that it’s been a long time since I’ve listened to/heard Led Zeppelin’s “Going to California” (strange, I know!) and that I enjoyed this particular decision as a finale send-off song thing – as much so for the fact they already came to California, and now they were headed to Paris, but in some other kind of way, circle of life!
D’oh! Sorry teacherman, late to the party! Please defer any upvotes for KITTY HALFTIME SHOW to its rightful owner (see below!)
Let us not forget, KITTY HALFTIME SHOW !!!!!!
I’ll see your Metreon and raise you Alamo Drafthouse – Austin – full disclosure – never been to SF
The season premiere was rather perfect – it really captured the solitude and quietness of nearly everyone being dead and/or zombiefied – it also set the stage for good acting – I’m looking at you Morgan – and yes, it had WALT!!!! and Grimes was good in the opener too – the zombie who just wanted her bike back, Morgan’s being torn over sharpshooting his wife, for these reasons and more, the premiere was really, really good.
That being said, over the next five episodes, it’s seriously gone downhill. Granted, this has been discussed at decent length as the last five episodes have come and gone, but now with the finale being the main (worst) offender, had to pipe up a bit more.
About the zombie who just wanted her bike back – we learned last night that zombies have no meaningful brain activity – the idea that Grimes, Morgan and others wondered if there was any semblance of a former self buried beneath the zombie is now dead on arrival – I think abandoning this idea so early on really deflates the emotional baggage aspect.
Other gripes – last night killed it on breaking the ‘show don’t tell’ rule – lots of general questions delivered like they were lines off a script and answered in very simple and easy to understand, yet kinda vague, terms. I can’t stand how sad sack Amy is – always crying or being depressed – I get the sense that somebody has to be feel bad about this, but they pile it on so thick with just her character that each of her scenes feels way too melodramatic.
In any event, if this series intends on committing to just how dire and hopeless the situation at large seems to be, I can get behind that – could make for many good (better) episodes to come. I have no knowledge or background with the comic, does that matter? I guess not. There’s just something about this series that makes it increasingly hard to take at face value – like the shower scene montage – that was honestly laugh out loud awkward.
As for finales that GOT IT RIGHT – Boardwalk Empire – excellent, excellent showing.
Profile pic aside, my Lost-radar was sonor-ing all over the last few minutes of that episode – the science guy is kinda like Desmond, only not really at all, because he looks way too much like Kelvin…who’s the hatch guy *before* Desmond..and who also wore a hazmat! Uncanny, really – that and Grimes channeling Locke with banging on the door/hatch, losing all hope, and being pulled back from the brink of despair with the reveal of…Christian Shepard opening the church doors?
“If anything goes wrong, Desmond Hume will be my constant.” – Daniel Faraday
Such excellent clues!
Lots of love for Mad Men last night. But I’m dying to know? Eastbound & Down recap today? I need to see a Kenny Powers crossing himself at the dinner table gif.
Sons of Anarchy is quite good – and while it at times seems to briefly pander to the Nickelback crowd, Hellboy himself, Ron Perlman, always keeps things on the level – good show, that.
As for Boardwalk Empire, in the DVR queue for tonight – I had TOO MUCH good TV last night after the ladies of SCDP recruited Pete Campbell and Harry Crane’s rug to transport dead Ida, then the Mrs. Butterworth/rum bottle mix up.
You should have seen her the moment the season finale of Criminal Minds was interrupted.
Elvis Perkins in Dearland would have been much better off debuting this song on MTV’s 7,200 seconds.
In the end, after all the fantastic mysteries and magical wonders that had perplexed and intrigued us, fade from the TV set, I’m left completely and utterly satisfied – and proud…proud to have realized that it was never about “answers” that I as a viewer thought I wanted. It was something more – something profound about the art of storytelling on a level that left me emotionally invested in these characters’ lives for the past 6 years. Last night’s finale was an affirmation that above all else, it’s the people, their hopes, dreams, faults, that we care about – it’s how we all relate to each other here in the “real world.” We project our own experiences and fantastic tales upon one another, but in the end, we all need each other to share in the experience – to make it whole, complete.
The final segment begins…we get Christian’s explanations to Jack – Jack’s revelation at his own death – and then Lost did what it always did best – the criss crossing between events – Jack’s footsteps into the church are his footsteps through the bamboo field…his sitting at the pew mirroring his slump down the bamboo shoot and laying on his back..and Vincent! My goodness, that instant just broke me (tears…streaming) with a mix of sadness (The End) and happiness all at once – Vincent comforting Jack in his last moments – Jack smiling, seeing the plane pass overhead – his friends saved – his life, complete – the eye closing – the music throughout – it was the most profound television watching experience I’ve ever had. It was simply beautiful.
Happy to go on record here and now to admit that I too honest-to-goodness cried when Vincent lays next to Jack – Jack smiles, the plane passes over – it’s all coming to an end – the music – it just got me – and any and all pre conceived notions at not getting outwardly emotional over a TV show just fell by the wayside – I’m actually proud I cried – proud I felt that I’d just been honestly entertained and intrigued for 6 years by something so ambitious yet so comfortingly understandable despite it all.
I’d like to think some good has come out of his extended absence from the airwaves and that would certainly have to be his beard and/or facial hair – last seen around the time of the writer’s strike – I think that’s Conan’s natural inclination anyhow!
I’m trying to decipher some kind of hidden message in the CAPS ONLY portion of your post.
I DON’T TO SOUND WHY ANIMALS ALWAYS SO FUCKIN FAR. I know its in there somewhere!
Cat-wise, one of mine does the ‘step step’ routine shown above…though it’s on our throw blankets and he nurses on them while doing it.
The irony of the situation was not lost on Wally Washboard – he did what any fun-loving kid down at the shore for summer would have – let it all hang out.
Pictured from left to amirite: Self-soothing, Self-conscious
I’d feel so ironic in that situation too!
I should point out the aforementioned and seen above picture was pulled directly from the ‘Worst Movie of All Time’ entry in this here Videogum for none other than The Last Kiss – credit where credit, or in this case…shame…is due.