Let's face it - we don't spend enough time with seniors these days. We're all wrapped up in the fucking rat race, lunching and taking meetings and going to punk rock concerts. Basically, we suck and old folks are the best. They're short and speak funny and are good to drink with and don't need too much to eat.
I'd like to thank PPH for sending the below clip, which might be the best thing ever caught live on video.
In honour of one of my buddies vasectomy, I'd like to admit that I know absolutely nothing about the procedure. Question. Will he still produce situations or what exactly is the deal? Or is it that he manufactures wad, but there's no active ingredient? I think it's the latter, but that makes me more confused. Isn't the wad made out of the active ingredient? If not, then what?
Good Monday morning. Gonna try a theme week, starting with Kids TV. Let's see if this works. Leading off is the opening title sequence for the Muppet Show.
Remember the old channel changer with the big beige buttons and the cord that went into the TV? You actually needed to use physical force to change the channel.
The Muppet Show was a primetime hit for years and could somehow draw people of all ages, while being perfectly child friendly. Kermit was pretty much the coolest and I don't know if the Fraggle's and Friendly Giant's you'll be seeing in the coming days can light a candle to this guy. He was one of the biggest TV and movie stars in the world while having an on-again off-again relationship with a pig. Then again, compared to some of the shit in Hollywood today, that's not so strange.
Put on my sunglasses before leaving the apartment and by the time I walked down four flights of stairs it was pouring rain. My response was to pop 30mgs of Vitamin "D" - might have been too much. I'm basically in the mood where everything is moving a little slow, humanity is in focus and there's liquid joy shooting out of my ears.
It's Friday alright, and here's a little sappy song to kick you into a weekend of ulcer inducing binges and sleeping in.
From what I've been reading, all the upcoming blockbusters are gonna be in 3D. Can you believe everything comes in cycles - even technology? Messed up.
My film mentor at the CFC just released the five worst movies of all time on his facebook page. He's watched over 14,000 and sees a new one every morning at 5am with his little girl, but I wasn't the least bit surprised that his worst five were: Pulp Fiction, Resevoir Dogs, American Beauty, Revolutionary Road and Forrest Gump. Some people have very different ideas about movies. His explanation for his list is that Tarantino steals everything and that Sam Mendes is a saccharine douchebag.
The next little-big hit in theaters is probably going to be WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE. The trailer attached below looks decent. Isn't it strange that there's a feeling you can get from a movie that you can't get from any other art form or brand of entertainment? It's experiencing multiple emotions simultaneously, like when the older Private Ryan character asks his wife if he's been a good man or when Forrest Gump realized that his son is smart - it's pride and hope and faith and joy and sadness all in one. It feels like being born or taking your first breath and there's nothing else like it.
The definition of what's funny is completely different over here. I was at a comedy club the other night hanging with some comedians after their show and I got them to translate their material to English. A few minutes later, I repeated my request then discovered the crap the guy was saying to me actually was his routine. I bought him a beer and we had a good laugh (finally).
The difference is hard to put your finger on, but they really like stories that end with somebody in pain. Makes me think there's a greater slapstick element here. Even though they're obsessed with American TV, they've never heard of Jerry Seinfeld, let alone Larry David. Turns out they're not huge fans of the Jewish brand of humor which might have something to do with the fact they all hate Jews (and might explain why they're not funny).
I miss stuff that makes sense. Went to the TV screening of a "dodgeball" game between a team from the police and a team of people that jump between buildings without safety equipment. The whole thing was in Danish, so I didn't catch two words. Eleven year old kids were downing beers and the announcer begged people not to trash the place if the police team won. Which they did. Turns out assholes that jump from building to building are better at applying hair gel than catching a big round plastic ball.
