Monthly Archives: April 2010

Chris Hemsworth as Thor!

Well, here he is. The iconic Norse thunder god who, next Summer, will either bring Marvel’s Avengers movie one step closer to completion, or ruin the entire thing forever. It’s going to be interesting to see how TPTB introduce the supernatural into a universe that so far has been based so heavily in fancy robots and giant, green monsters.

Photo credit goes to Yahoo! Movies.


LOSTWATCH!! – “I think I’m remembering stuff.”

Eccentric millionaire and shut-in Hugo Reyes has it rough. He spends most of his time at award ceremonies, being honored for his various and sundry philanthropic work.

After this latest ceremony, his mother surprises him with an unexpected announcement.

So Hurley goes on his date.

And there went his first impression. Unfortunately, things don’t get much better.

Something’s obviously wrong with Libby, and it isn’t long before someone comes to take her away.

Now that Hurley sees there’s something wrong with her — and realizes they could never, ever be together — he must have her. His obsession consumes him and he sinks into a deep depression. And it’s in the throes of that depression that Desmond finds him stuffing his face in the middle of a Mr. Clucks.

Maybe Desmond’s got a point, or maybe the crazy Scotsman is just craaazy. But he does give Hurley an idea. If Libby can’t come to him, he’ll go to Libby, and visit her in the barrel! Or the bush. But then there would need to be two of them. Wait—nevermind. To the mental institution! Hurley’s first obstacle, getting past the stuffy, old institution keep!

Luckily, Hurley’s wise to the cut of his jib and makes himself look like a nubile fifteen year old.

Ugh. Haunting. Anyway, Libbey’s pretty happy to see him. And even happier to hear Hurley’s idea.

Well, maybe not that idea. But the next one is pretty good.

So they go to the beach that very moment!

And who’s that, spying our two lovers from afar?

But Desmond isn’t done yet. He’s spotted again, across town, spying on a bunch of kids Mr. Locke at the high school. But never fear. Mr. Linus is on the case!

W. T. F? Anyway, on the island Hurley is sharing a different kind of special moment with Libby when he’s interrupted by that jerk, Ilana.

And that’s exactly what happens. Ilana’s so sure that her idea is the best. She took some dynamite from the Black Rock. How hard could it be to use it to blow up the Ajira plane, right?

Ilana blowing herself up seemed so unlikely, that when Hurley volunteers to take over as leader, NO ONE OBJECTS.

And off they go. Jack looks resigned. Richard looks frustrated. Miles looks nervous. Lapidus is still there? And Sun, well, she still can’t speak English.

Things aren’t much better in Locke’s camp. After sitting still for days, Sawyer’s gotten restless, and Locke is sick of his lip.

Things perk up a bit when Sayid comes back to camp with a special surprise for Locke.

Locke tells Sayid that he has something to show Desmond, and the two go off alone into the jungle. As they’re walking, Desmond hears someone following them, but why the hell is the show throwing out more questions with only FIVE EPISODES LEFT? Seriously, who is this kid? And why is he dressed like one of the Lost Boys?

Anyway, they finally reach their destination. And what is it that Locke just HAD to show Desmond? It’s a…well? Where could this be going?


His mission accomplished, Locke heads back to camp, and to more of Sawyer’s questions.

But wait. Who’s that coming out of the jungle?

Breaking Bad, “Sunset”: Why the hell are we making meth?

So Walt’s signed the divorce papers and for some reason Skyler doesn’t seem to be as happy as you expected her to be. I chalk that up to two things. One, she now has to deal with the reality of being a single mother. Raising Walt Jr. (I know he’s already in high school, but still), paying bills, working, all of that stuff. And two, I think it was apparent after last week’s episode that she may have been having second thoughts about the way she had been treating Walt. Now HE’S signed the papers? HE’S the one leaving? On a certain level that marginalizes her and her shortness with Walt on the phone was a reaction to that.

And what did Walt leave for? Maybe he’s finally coming to terms with the fact that his marriage is broken and probably can’t be fixed. Considering the gusto with which he got himself ready for his new job (even packing himself a neat, sack lunch), maybe the fact that he can still provide for his family while not living with them is okay with him. Whatever the reason, he looks like he’s ready to jump into the meth pool with both feet. Now he’s one of the team at Gus Frings’ Washateria and Meth Cookery, and even gets a secret head nod from one of the workers there when he comes in that morning. Now Walt’s got his state-of-the-art lab and intelligent yet never invasive assistant, Gale. From their conversation, Walt and Gale aren’t working with blinders on. They’re both wise to the fact that what they’re doing is very much illegal. But what’s important to take away from their “magic of the lab” conversation is that both of these guys are chemistry geeks, and there’s a certain nostalgia and pride in doing what they’re doing. Going through the motions, working building block after building block and creating something, no matter how illegal that something is.

So Walt’s got his thing going on, but he’s never able to completely separate himself from Jesse. That continued this week when he found out that Hank was close to finding the RV, which just happened to have Walt’s fingerprints all over it. With no one to do his dirty work for him, he’s got to go out and take care of this one himself. And for a second it looks like it’s all going to come off without a hitch, but when Jesse hears that Walt is having the RV destroyed, he comes after him and leads Hank right to their doorstep. Luckily they’re able to come up with a plan to keep Hank from finding both of them hiding inside. I thought this worked out okay. I mean, it was a little convenient that the owner of the junkyard knew so much about what cops can and can’t do, but you tend to just go with scenes like this, even though there’s a little suspension of disbelief involved.

Badger and Skinny Pete were back this week as Jesse began to rebuild his meth business. But now that his lab’s been smashed into tiny bits, who knows how that’s going to go. I’m guessing that he and Walt have to make up and be friends again and some point, so hopefully the two will find some way to work together again. After all, Walt could use a friend. The Cousins showed up at Pollos de Hermanos and it was all Gus could to not throw Walt at the their feet. He gave them Hank’s name, so that will likely buy him some time, but for some reason the Cousins don’t strike me as guys who get distracted by things like technicalities. And besides, you see how badass they look while doing things like eating apples and bludgeoning Officer Swifthorse in the head with a shovel, so you know this whole thing is going to end in a giant battle royal.

Finally we’ve got Hank. This poor man has just about had enough. He’s tired, he’s pissing off his wife, and all he wants is a break in the Heisenberg case. And for a second it looked like he might get it, until he got a call from Saul’s secretary, impersonating a police officer telling him that Marie had been in an accident and was being flown to the hospital. When he got there and slowly realized that none of it was true, I half expected him to take out his gun and start shooting people. However that whole thing plays out, you know he’s not going to be able to hold up much longer. That seems to be true of so many characters on the show right now.

Stuff I liked:

  • “How do you think we’ve been paying our bills for the past six months?” Take that, Skyler. Take that.
  • The return of Badger.
  • I’m almost surprised at how cinematic the show has become. The entire sequence with Hank running into the hospital was really impressive.

Justified, “The Collection”: Nobody likes rich people.

Raylan really wasn’t kidding when he told his dad at the end of last week’s episode that if he got him out of jail, the least he could do was put him back in. This week saw him back in the Lexington Federal Detention Center to see Boyd Crowder, who’s finally got some color back in his cheeks. Raylan wasn’t making a courtesy call, he was asking Boyd for dirt on any unseemly activities his dad may be involved in. Boyd is still riding the Jesus Train, and agreed to help him out as long as Raylan would give some long, hard thought to the way he’s lived his life and how he expects to account for his misdeeds on Judgment Day. Well, sure. I guess.

This week’s supporting characters were noticeably less engaging than they have been in previous episodes, and that’s because the focus this week wasn’t on the case the marshals were working so much as it was on illuminating Raylan’s lingering feelings for Winona, who popped up again this in an interesting turn of events. She showed up in Raylan’s office asking for information on a short list of people who I’m guessing are in some way involved with Gary, a man Raylan is already inclined to not like because, you know, he’s sleeping with his ex-wife. Raylan ran checks on the names and apparently found something he didn’t like much, because he paid Gary a visit later and told him that if he thought he was going to drag Winona into any bullshit with him, he was going to end up just like Tommy Bucks.

Raylan’s the kind of person who would deliver this sort of message on general principle. Sure, he and Winona are divorced, but they’re still on friendly terms. But the subtext of the entire episode really opened the door to deeper feelings he’s never let go of. While he, Art and Karl are at the Owen Carnes’ house, he has a chance to talk to Mrs. Carnes, who didn’t do too good a job hiding the fact that what she found most attractive about her husband was his money. It’s a feeling that Raylan could relate to. Later, he tells a story about working a detail protecting a guy who had his own private plane. Whenever they had to go anywhere, they’d drive right up, get in and leave. Raylan tried convincing himself that that wasn’t his life, but the next time he had to go to the airport and stand in line with all the other poor schmucks, he missed it. Like he said, everybody gives a shit about money. Apply that to his situation now. Raylan, the simple living, good old country boy, now has to watch his ex-wife move in with Gary, the fancy-pants realtor (or is that realTER?) who’s got money to burn.

But Raylan’s over Winona, right? I thought he and Ava were the next hot thing. We probably shouldn’t make any assumptions. In the beginning of the episode, as the two of them were lounging around in their unmentionables, Raylan tells her that he heard through the grapevine that Boyd Crowder’s said it might not be a bad idea for Ava to get out of Kentucky. This may be one of worst comparisons to make, but think of Karen Filippelli’s hurt feelings when Jim told her she’d be crazy to move down to Scranton to work for Dunder Mifflin. Ava may be good for a fling, but it looks like Raylan’s looking for something more.

By the end of the episode, Raylan finds that Karl the art collector has been buying Hitler paintings and burning them as a way of getting back at his dad who worked for Hitler during World War II. The hate Karl has for his father isn’t lost on Raylan, and he goes back to tell Boyd to call his dogs off of Arlo. Alls well that ends well, amirite? Not so fast. Boyd tells Raylan that he’s made the right decision, but if he could tell him that he had found something out that would Arlo away for good, would he still want to know. Raylan doesn’t know what to say to that, but it’s obvious he’s not going to be able to shut the door on his father so quickly, or his relationship with Winona for that matter.

Stuff I liked:

  • “I was close to bringing a sinner to Jesus but now his soul is consigned to eternal damnation, so I hope you’re happy.”
  • I’m sorry, but Tony Hale will always be Buster Bluth. “I’m a MONSTER!!”
  • “Honestly, I think I’d rather stick my dick in a blender.” “Well that might solve a few problems.”
  • Did anyone else notice the weird cuts the episode kept making between scenes? I wouldn’t be surprised to see a lot of deleted material show up on the DVD. Well, it probably won’t. But I bet it’s out there somewhere.
  • We also saw the return of Danny Vasquez this week, so it looks like Raylan’s going to be taking some heat for all those bodies he’s been leaving behind.

Treme, “Meet De Boys on the Battlefront”: Shallow Water Hold Mama.

While Treme’s premiere episode felt more like a snapshot of New Orleans and the people living there after Katrina, this week’s episode felt much more like an actual television series, giving its characters more clearly defined narratives and trajectories.

One thing that will really stick out for people is what a large cast the show has. And this will be a problem for some people, while others won’t care too much about it. But as with similar shows (The West Wing and Lost come to mind) no one character is ever going to get an overabundance of screentime, and so we’ll be following them in weekly, ten-minute blocks. Again, a problem for some, for others not so much. For me it’s kind of a mixed bag. During this week’s episode, by the time we got around to seeing Kim Dickens asking her parents for another loan, I had almost completely forgotten that her character had been in the episode at all. But still, I think the show is handling its cast deftly. It’s given us a lot of moving parts and we’re beginning to see how they’re coming together.

We were introduced to two new cast members this week. Street musicians Sonny and Annie, played by Michael Huisman and Lucia Micarelli. I see Sonny as a likely type for many residents of well-known cities. He becomes quickly annoyed with the Wisconsin church kids looking for the “real” New Orleans, just like New Yorkers would tire of the endless streams of tourists, Austinites would get fed up with people asking them about hard it is getting around on a horse, or people from Idaho who are constantly bombarded with people looking for directions out of Idaho. While we were given hints that Annie may not be completely unjaded, she certainly serves as Sonny’s lighter side.

This week we also found out that Albert’s got a dark side to him. By day he fixes up his bar and tries getting the band back together, but by night, he takes to the streets, tracking down the punk who stole his tools. And when the guy is more than willing to say he was sorry and get out of there, Albert beats the ever-loving hell out of him. But by the end of the episode, the mostly easy-going but still a little pensive looking old man is back, rehearsing with a second member of his band who’s come back. If Dexter has taught us anything, and I like to think it has, expect Albert’s dark passenger to show up again. He might not be chopping people up, but he may beat a few street toughs with a wrench.

We also saw a different side of Steve Zahn’s Davis. Honestly, in the pilot, he seemed to take some sort of satisfaction in being a dick for the pure sake of being a dick. But this week we saw him out there, taking a job as a hotel clerk when an unfortunate voodoo ritual got him fired from the radio station. With all of his, “I’m a musician” talk last week, you would expect him to only half-ass something like this, if he even tried it at all. But he was there with a smile on his face, sending guests out to different New Orleans hot-spots. Sure, he got fired in the end, and that may been a little expected, but the handling of the entire thing I thought was well done.

Other characters, like Antoine and Creighton, are still trying to keep their heads above water (ugh). Antoine takes on any gigs he can trying to earn just a few more dollars, while Creighton bemoans the courses and departments Tulane has chosen to axe. All of these characters find themselves in different circumstances, but it’s obvious they’re all still reeling from the disaster and its effects.

Stuff I liked:

  • John Goodman’s rant about which departments Tulane was keeping and which it was shutting down. “It’s all about identity. Let’s not learn how to do anything. Let’s just sit and contemplate the glory of me, in all my complexities. Who am I? I am black Jewish woman, hear me roar.”
  • I’m very impressed at how seamlessly the show is able to weave its musical interludes throughout the episode almost without you realizing it.
  • Elvis Costello made another appearance this week. I wonder how much more we’ll be seeing of him. He always wears such nice jackets.


To My Faithful Readers (except that cheating whore Gina, who wouldn’t know faithful if it gave her crabs)…

We’re moving into the new house this week, and with packing, moving, renovations and hiding our treasure inside the walls, it’s turning out to be much more work than we expected. How does this affect you, you ask? Well, expect any blog posts to be late this week (yes, even LOSTWATCH!!). I’ll sneak off and post what I can when I can, but no promises.

Much Love,

James Bond shoots bad guys. MGM shoots holes through my heart.

Because of an uncertain financial future, MGM has felt it necessary to ruin my life and push the next James Bond film off until, well, they’re not quite sure when. All I know is, it hurts. It just hurts.

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