Showing posts with label television. Show all posts
Showing posts with label television. Show all posts

7.19.2011

19: Siblings -Shit On It! Shit On It! I Love My Sister.

Right now I'm working 11.5 hour days and reading Pretty Little Liars on the 50 minute commute there and back. 

Ergo in the few minutes I have before I pass out at night, I've needed a bit of a pick-me-up and what with all the dysfunctional sibling relationships in Pretty Little Liars (sisters pushing each other down stairs, sisters killing each other et cetera et cetera) I've been rewatching Friday Night Lights.

Johnny and Adam are one of my favourite siblings on television. 
I get very emotional seeing siblings on TV. Whenever I'm watching a hospital show and someone's crying over their sibling I feel the need to call and make sure my sister is okay. Whenever I'm watching a crime procedural show and there has been a case of fratiricide or sororicide (I had to look that up, who knew it was called that?) I feel the urge to call my sister and let her know that even if she stole my favourite toy, I would never kill her. 

It's nice to see siblings getting along, even if their method of getting along is mostly just pranking each other every Friday night dinner. 

Example: 


Because no matter how much salt your brother puts in your water, he is still your brother and five minutes later, everything is right as rain and you can hang out in the garage together drinking non-alcoholic "children's lager". 



Here is the first half of the first episode. Watch watch! Enjoy. There are only six episodes, easy to demolish in  one sitting.

6.16.2011

15: The Two Extremes of Orphaned Teens

When it comes to television orphans, you have two extremes: you can be a Joey Potter or a Derek Wheeler. 

Minus the parents*, Joey Potter has a charmed existence. Her mother died of cancer when she was younger and her dad's in jail for being a drug dealing douchebag, but once that's all gotten out of the way, life isn't too bad for Old Jo, because everybody loves you when you're Joey Potter. 




The two main heartthrobs of the show? They both wanna date you!
The guy who cheated on your friend and broke her heart? When he meets you he'll fall head over heads and Lloyd Dobbler outside your window!
You've got girl next door charms? It's a good thing you can also pull out a mean "I Hate Myself for Loving You" rendition! 
Somebody vandalizes your mural? He gets expelled and someone buys you a wall!
Strict creative writing professor who all the other female students crush on? He gives you an A and some lip action!
Get mugged by a drug addict? God can't have that! The mugger gets hit by a car seconds later!
Get attacked in the library? You know martial arts! (Seriously where did that come from? This is not Sherlock Holmes). 
The ridiculous series finale? That blonde bitch who once tried to steal your bff dies, but you have a glorious writing career in New York with the love of your life and there's even a hit television show about you! You're so great, Joey Potter!

The Joey Potter formula entails being the underdog character for about a season so that you seem to deserve all the crazy great stuff that happens for the rest of series (as long as you remember to always tuck your hair behind your ears and do an awkward half smile). 


Considering this is a television show aimed at children/teens as opposed to Oz or the Wire, Derek Wheeler has the saddest, most agonizing plot line ever. I honestly believe that the creators of Degrassi had a bully named Derek and this was their means of revenge. I can't think of any other explanation. 




Get awesome adoptive parents? They die in a car crash!
Traumatized over their death? Practically fail out of school!
Move in with your grandparents? Get kicked out for disobedience!
Try to find your bio dad? A creepy old guy molests you on the way there!
Finally meet up with you dad? He tells you that he doesn't want you around!
Lose all your friends? Yup, pretty much all of them.
Finally have fun at a graduation party? Drunk drive to get some snacks, kill a baby and blind your only friend.
Get out of jail and appear on the New Generation of Degrassi? Only in Canada, the American version edits you out of the episode.

Derek Wheeler: could live get any worse? 


But there is a middle ground. A place between Joey "how come no one at this beauty pageant cares that i'm butchering 'on my own' " Potter and Derek "throw me a goddamn bone" Wheeler? 

A place of Hey Arnold! Where it doesn't matter that you're a football head who lives in a rundown boarding house in the ghetto. It doesn't matter that your parents disappeared in the jungle and your hat doesn't fit your head. It doesn't matter that Lila will never like like you and Helga will make fun of you everyday, because you still manage to be the nicest, most generous and beloved person at P.S. 118 who sees the good in everyone. 




So I guess these are the three paths that can be taken:

1. The Joey Potter also known as "Life Can Only Get Better"
2. The Derek Wheeler a.k.a. "Things Can Only Get Worse"
3. The Arnold a.k.a "Things Won't Change. This Is A Cartoon; You're Always Gonna Be In Grade 4" 

*pun intended!

5.31.2011

12: Big Head!!

I have been watching Swamp People. The History Channel show about gator hunters in Louisiana. In the first episode, one of the hunter groups was searching for the infamous Big Head, the biggest gator they had every seen before! Big Head, I thought. That could be my nickname. I could be infamous. 



this is troy. (spoiler alert) he caught big head. 



Proof That I Could be the Canadian City Dwelling Big Head:




Now this might appear to be photographic evidence that I have finally found a headband that fits my head without giving me a headache, but THAT WOULD BE AN INCORRECT GUESS. In fact, this is my sister's belt. 


xx




they call me big head. 

5.10.2011

07. Old Outfit, Not Sure About It!

I FEEL LIKE SOMETHING IS OFF BUT WHAT IS IT? WHAT IS IT?


Lacey Shirt: H&M Black Skirt Thing: My Sister's Closet Boots: Idk Necklace: Banana Republic

The Same Rings I Wear Everyday: Pinky Ring from My Mom, Claddagh from Big Al

Ring That I Switch Up: Forever 21
And a close up of one of my most favourite necklaces ever! !

So I have recently been reading a lot! And not books for school! Just books for Nev! It makes me so happy and I have a 45 minute subway ride to work so I feel like I'm accomplishing something instead of just sitting. 


Louis Riel: A Comic-Strip Biography by Chester Brown 

In grade four or whenever little Canadians start learning depressing historical lessons of oppression, our teacher told us that 75% of Canadians over a certain age (I can't remember, perhaps the age of twenty, perhaps twenty five, perhaps 20% of Canadians over the age of 75, it's hard to recall specifics) did not know who Louis Riel was. All of us ten year olds who had just read six whole pages about Riel in our textbooks were appalled. "There are Canadians who don't know who Louis Riel is? Horrific" we shuddered. After all, Canada became a dominion in 1867, we don't really have that much history to forget about and y'know, how do they not know who Riel is? Even us ten year olds knew and we would remember for at least a few months. 

So as soon as exams ended I started looking through my library holds. The beautiful thing about the public library is that you can make a list of hundreds of holds and keep them "inactive" and then as soon as you feel like reading one, you make it "active" and since you've had it on hold for so long you're now at the head of the hold line of over a hundred people (yeah, I'm looking at you, Hunger Games). So I made Louis Riel active and realized "I kind of know who he is. He was Metis, he spoke French, he started a rebellion against something and then he was killed". 

After reading this biography, I feel like a whole lotta Louis Riel was left out of elementary history class. All of that Christian prophet stuff, I do not remember at all and honestly, after reading the book I saw Kate Beaton's  comic strip about it and I feel exactly the same way. If Gabriel Dumont led the rebellion, that would have been an entirely different rebellion. Comic book wise, it was really good. It was interesting and informative and kind of made me hate John A. McDonalds. So uh, Bravo Brown? 

Nine and a Half Weeks by Elizabeth McNeill 

I haven't seen the movie. I have it somewhere because young Mickey Rourke is in it (be still my heart), but I haven't actually watched it yet. As soon as I find out that a movie is based on a book, I can't watch it until I read the book. It's just a thing that shouldn't be done (unless of course it is a book that I would never want to read, a.k.a. Ginnifer Goodwin and Kate Hudson?, yes I will see the negatively reviewed Something Borrowed, but no no no on the novel). 

I don't think I could ever read Nine and a Half Week again. I don't gravitate towards upsetting books and so I can't really compare it to others, but the only other books that made me feel so physically nauseous were Let The Right One In and Blindness. I knew it was about a sadomasochistic relationship, but I guess I didn't realize the extreme to which those relationships can go. It's interesting, it's well written, it draws you in, but when I got that far in I felt sad, I felt humiliated and I felt sick. I think I'm going to wait a little while before I watch the movie. 


And just for funsies, some more Happy Endings love:





I cannot wait for you guys to meet Toby! Oh my God, we are into all the same things: the home shopping network, baby animals on the internet. He even thinks it’s cool that I needlepoint.”

“I gotta tell you, it sounds like you’re dating my grandma… This guy’s a hipster, Penny. All those things you like, he likes them ironically.”

So sad. So accurate. And mostly sad. They're not letting her dance or have fun or be enthusiastic. All of things that I like about television characters! 

4.29.2011

02. Television : Happy Endings


From Wikipedia: The series revolves around the lives of a group of friends whose little group will be rocked when the couple that brought them together, Alex and Dave, break up. This leaves the rest of the group (Max, Brad, Jane and Penny) in an awkward position of either trying to stay together as friends or having to choose sides. Alex and Dave decide to stay friends, but there are many more complications down the road

I find it very hard to get excited over sitcoms. I’m either late to the party or completely let down.  But lately, I feel like I’m really hitting my sitcom stride.

I’ve resigned myself to the fact that some of the shows I used to love should no longer be watched as “comedies”, but moments of nostalgia, moments of “remember when being compared to Liz Lemon was a good thing?” This sounds bad, but I think it’s good. It means I can be updated on Ted Mosby’s wife-search AND clean my room at the same time. I’m not going to miss the concluding plot lines, but I’m also not going to waste time waiting for non-existent jokes.  (If I sound bitter, it is because I am. Both shows could be doing so much better than they are: a little less celebrity cameos, a little more forward movement. A little more Dot Com, a little less Kenneth.)

And of course there are still the shows that are consistently good and occasionally fabulous: Community, Parks and Recreations, Modern Family and Raising Hope (I’m not so sure which way It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia is heading).

Recently, a new show has appeared on the horizon. Happy Endings.

5ive Reasons You Should Watch Happy Endings

1. Perfect amount of pop culture references. Not so many that you go “Seriously, Lorelai? Nobody knows who that is.” but enough to give you a “Yes, these people could be me! They also know who Oprah is. Uncanny!” 

“I can’t believe you got the white trash tourist braids, you look like predator. I   feel like you’re going to rip my spine out and keep my skull as a trophy.”

“Max, why don’t you just admit that you eat two dinners?”
“Cause I’m not a hobbit”
“Hobbits ate two breakfasts”
“He does that too.”

2. The characters are the perfect “I could be anyone but I’m someone very specific characters”. You know how it is. Everyone seems relatively ordinary; they could be in any North American city, they could be anyone you met in university and yet they aren’t. They’re already building up their own mannerisms and identities.  


3. Damon Wayans Jr. Okay, I’ve already had a disagreement about this but at this moment in time (post first five episodes) I think that he is the best character. He isn’t a douchebag husband character (reason I hate Pete on 30 Rock), he has his “feminine” quirks seen when he discussed his “t zone” (reminiscent of all HIMYM males) and all in all this “you’re cooler than you think you are” quality that is apparent in most dorky television characters. Come on, he likes beer and rattlesnakes.

Honestly I think the whole cast is great, Casey Wilson is the weakest link for me, but I already like her way more than I did on Saturday Night Live and I admit I am always initially anti-the only brunette female amongst petit blondes desperate for a man character (and the way she says amazing like “a-mah-zing” drives me insane). And this is where my friend informed me that actually Casey Wilson is capturing a brilliant “drunk Kelly Clarkson” vibe, so different strokes. Plus “drunk Kelly Clarkson” as a television trope is just a fantastic mental image.

4. They made a character who leaves someone at the altar that I do not hate (and the actress who plays her is from Popular Mechanics For Kids, it’s a twofer).
I love Sarah Chalke, I loved her on Scrubs and I loved her on How I Met Your Mother, but when her character left Ted Moseby at the altar all I could think was “oh, bitch. We are so finished.” Exact same thing happened when Big was late to marry Carrie, we were done being friends. The worst was when Xander left Anya at the altar in the sixth season of Buffy. It didn’t matter that he was a bigger character than her, it did not matter that she was an ex-demon and rebound sexed Spike. It did not matter that he apologized and had sad eyes (and then only one eye) for the rest of the series. We were done professionally. Nothing Alexander Harris could do would make me forget the heartbreak, even watching the previous seasons turned into “oh, you so already have the douchebag traits which will build up until you leave Anya at the altar, you despicable manchild.”

Yet, I do not hate Elisha Cuthbert’s character, Alex. I just can’t, even with her Predator stylie white trash tourist braids. My sister say it is because the pilot episode has nothing to do with the rest of the show and the failed wedding is hardly ever mentioned, which is true, but the truth is also that I do not miss it. I accept her explanation for bailing and while realizing she did a shitty thing, I’m able to move on and love her character. I think the “The Quicksand Girlfriend” second episode helped by showing how trusting and earnest Alex was and how she could allow a wedding she was not sure about to progress so far. Plus she taught me about science when I was a youngun alongside Jay Baruchel, I’m biased.

5. They have already done my favourite thing in the world: force actors to reference other characters they have played.

Penny: what if you were like stuck in a trap in the woods and like a cougar was trying to eat you would you date then?
Alex: that’s insane, why would that even happen?
Penny: I have no idea. Forget that… Cause maybe your dad is the head of some elite counter terrorist unit and he only has 24 hours to…I don’t know.

Oh that’s right, Elisha Cuthbert was Kim Bauer. Did not make me as happy as when Christian Slater said “Greetings and Salutations” in the second episode of Breaking In, but that show is pretty terrible.







So watch it, let me know what you think and no hand job jokes please.