WTF!?!? A Bomb didn't hit the TV station, did it?

Look, my week has been pretty shitty, and the

last thing I like to do at the end of a difficult day

is dwell on Real World problems and upset.

I like to Veg-out. I like to get lost in fantasy.

I like to drop out for a while so my mind can numb.

Now, granted, my week hasn't been 'lose-an-arm in a bomb'

bad or 'face-full-of-shrapnel' bad, but it's not a fucking

contest and my stress needs dealing with, so...

I was more than a tad annoyed when I tuned in to see

"Revolution" Monday night, only to find it preempted by

more NBC News lack-of-coverage and anything-but-fact-finding.

(Don't get me started on non-stop space-filler 'coverage' of

tragedies where inanities abound. And yes, I was hoping to

escape real-life strife by watching fictional strife; sue me!)

So I heard there was a great ep of "Independent Lens" featuring

the history of Wonder Woman on instead! Eureka!

A solution! I haven't been abandoned by the TV goddesses!

Helllllllll to the No!

They aired (locally, at least) a god-damned episode

about Fort Lauderdale and the history of tarpon fishing!
(Or something to that effect; I was so upset about the

pre-empting, I didn't linger to get the whole scoop!)

All I know is, that by tonight, I better have

some fricking "Happy Endings" on the tube, or there

may be some more upset on the streets soon enough!

Dammit--I ask for so very little!
How much endless cycling or horrible images do

people really need, anyway!!??

Just Sayin'



"Ummm.....it's The Apocalypse, girlfriend...

You gots to learn to fucking MULTI-TASK!!!"

-Georgia Unity



A Favorite Uncle Passes

My first memories of the 'Dynamic Duo' of Roger & Gene

must have been from about age 12 or 13. I was a hopeless

insomniac, and would watch the overnight syndicated TV shows

as one of my means of getting through the night.

And there it would be, their movie review show, with

witty yet venomous banter, intelligent speaking on the

art and history of cinema, and I was mesmerized.

I knew I was into movies as an escapist forum, but

I was only just coming to understand my love for

the knowledge of actors, directors, nuances, and so forth.

Certainly I had no one to help cultivate such interests in

Southern Podunkia, and now I had found an outlet and

an inspiration for truly experiencing film.

I was exposed to so many ideas and textures, indeed

exposed to films themselves. I was so excited by footage of

the 1986 French film, "Summer"/"The Green Ray" (Le Rayon Vert,)

that I sought out a special Saturday morning foreign film showing

in Tampa--my first foreign film, I'm sure--and was mesmerized!

Film became not just an isolated experience, but a trip into

the larger world.

On a family outing in Daytona Beach, while everyone else was

gung-ho for watching some stock racing one night, I slipped

away to a theatre I had spied with a showing of "Shy People"

(an incredible movie with Jill Clayburgh, Barbara Hershey,

and Martha Plimpton) at the age of 17, knowing where

my true heart was to be found. It was amazing, and I had been

introduced to the film by an episode of  "At The Movies."

I learned whose opinion jived with mine and whose was

the polar opposite, and either way I was able to accurately

determine which movies to avoid or rush to probably 95%

of the time. For a long time, Roger's outlook nearly identically

mirrored my own, until he seemed to swing in a different

direction. And still I enjoyed his evaluations!

But the idea of having the input, the familiarity, the connection

of these two film aficionados and critics to turn to on a

regular basis was a large part of my life, and I will always

appreciate the impact these two gents had.

Thanks for the education and the memories, Roger...

I'll see you at the movies.

The Seventh Sign (1988)

"The Seventh Sign" trailer

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"Jesus of Montreal" full movie

"Jesus of Montreal" full movie

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TV Favorites, Episode 3

If you're not already watching, check out these great shows on

netflix, hulu, or the shows'/networks' websites to catch up with

older episodes.

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The Walking Dead: Pisses and Moans

Michonne (Danai Gurira) was brilliant as always,

but...Thank Goodness we got to see more of the Real Deal!

She holds it in when Rick the Dick starts his posturing

and pissing contest early on, and simply maintains herself.

After saving his bone-head life, (and later the twerp's

too,) she still gets hassled, but stays the course.

Hell yeah she's gonna eat the food of your equally-

crazy friend! The mat did in fact say "Welcome!"

(Yeah, ya let somebody else down Rick, ya self-

absorbed control freak!)

Go sweat yourself, high-and-mighty narcissist nut-job Rick;

my girl side-stepped your baloney like a pro.

And finally, someone tells that kid to get off too!
"Cut the bullshit!"

I just felt bad for that hitchhiker, but I guess we

needed yet another guidepost as to how far down

our protagonists have been taken by their

ordeal. Survival's a bitch. Trust, a luxury.

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