Archive for February, 2010
‘Caprica’ – ‘There Is Another Sky’ Recap
(S01E05) Like ‘Battlestar Galactica’ before, ‘Caprica’ has a wonderful way of continuing storylines with constantly changing characters. This episode was great at keeping one’s attention, despite the noticeable absence of Lacy Rand and Sister Clarice (and the actors playing them).
First, we have Joseph Adama having trouble connecting with his son, who is on the road to hooliganism as a result. In order to relate to his son, Adama must do what he has been avoiding since the series began: embrace his ethnicity. There is definitely some Italian in the Tauron culture (or rather, the Tauron culture will lead to some of the Italian culture). The use of coins during the memorial service echoes some of the practices of the ancient Romans.
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Filed under: Other Sci-Fi/Supernatural Shows, Battlestar Galactica, Episode Reviews, Reality-Free
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The Healthcare Summit Needed Gregory House
Yesterday, the leaders of America gathered in Washington, D.C. for a health care summit. It was an effort to gnash out the differences between the proponents for a comprehensive health care bill and those who think the current proposed legislation is a waste of paper. We’re not weighing in on the debate, other than to say it’s a damn serious subject and one that needs solutions, not rhetoric.
But as a television production, the health care summit was a snoozefest. Whether you like any of the political personalities involved, it didn’t change the fact that while Chris Matthews was giddy about the political theater, it was dreary TV.
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Wha? Oscar Broadcast to Feature a DJ?
The Oscar shows have long had a problem attracting the younger crowd, or at least the part that doesn’t spend every waking moment organizing the AV club’s equipment cabinet. So this year they have tried to “hip it up.”
The Academy has hired DJ Joel Madden to serve as the ceremony’s “house DJ” for the broadcast.
Producer Adam Shankman said he wanted the show to have more of a party atmosphere. Does that mean there will be a birthday clown and a “Pin the Tail on the Fellini” game too?
[via TV Tattle]
Filed under: Awards, Reality-Free
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Craig Ferguson’s Late Night "Experiment" Should Be Done More Often

If you tuned into Tuesday night’s ‘Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson,’ you might have found yourself questioning if there was something wrong with your hearing, your brand new surround sound speaker system, or both.
Nothing was wrong, though. The show didn’t have a monologue. It didn’t have any pre-planned comedy bits or hand puppets talking about Lindsey Lohan’s latest coke binge. It didn’t even have an audience.
The entire hour just featured two guys sitting in two chairs talking about anything and everything all at once. It was the most normal hour of late night television I’ve seen, despite the fact that both of them were taking an occasional sip of water from angry rattlesnakes.
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TRAILER MIX: So This Is What Robert Pattinson Sounds Like…
Blizzard Confession: Before last night, I had never really heard Robert Pattinson speak. He was always just this presence, this figure, that haunted my waking life. And yes, a single dream, that I’d rather not get into here. His face was stone, a Greek carving with a large, gaping mouth that never spoke. His hair, the crests of sh*twater wave, his face, the giant, gorgeous sh*tcreatures beneath. (This is all complimentary, chill.) But the voice… the voice had long eluded me.
I forced myself to read Twilight as more of a cultural experiment than anything else, but have still never seen the movie. Somehow, interviews with Pattinson had managed to sneak by my Google reader without making a pit stop in my ear canals. And now, years after his “hottest person on Earth” debut… it’s finally happened.
I heard Robert Pattinson speak.
But it wasn’t as his star-making character Edward Cullen, rather in his upcoming movie Remember Me, where Rob dons an American accent that fits him like a pair of irregular Dockers from the outlet store. It is thanks to this trailer that I realized I prefer my Robert Pattinson’s silent, and robots. His voice is just so much less Pattinsonny – ie a deep ol’ man voice — than I was hoping for.
And fair warning to New Yorkers who might still be experiencing some post-Millennial PTSD symptoms… you might want to read the spoilers before heading into the theater.
Most Jobs Would Fire You For An Email About Ron Jeremy’s Penis…
We get some fun global emails here at MTV Networks. Some are just funny in their complete lack of irony, while others, like this one that we received today, are just literally pornographic and would get anyone instantly fired at 99.9% of jobs that exist:
Subject: FW: Ron Jeremy Porn
Hello everyoneeeee. By any chance do any of you have ANY porn featuring the one and only Ron Jeremy that Undateable can borrow!
No worries… you won’t be judged
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Man, at my old job, the one time I sent an email with seventy .gifs of dancing erect penises to the CEO and his family, they were all like “Mr. Hopper that was slightly unreasonable.” I was like, “Eff this Peace Corps BS, I’m gonna go do something that matters, where I won’t be judged for my compulsions to send global emails that yell “D*CKS! D*CKS! D*CKS! D*CKS!” from your Outlook before you even open them.
Bosses are so unreasonable about sending their children d*ck emails! That Dilbert comic was totally right.
Finally, a Dog I Can Go To Prom With
Meet Giant George.
Giant George is a Great Dane with a people face whose owners claim is the largest dog in the entire world. And, according to their website, they offer up some pretty convincing evidence to support their case:
“In my 45 years of experience working with giant breed dogs, without question, George is the tallest and largest dog I have ever seen.” Dr. William Wallace, Buena Pet Clinic, Tucson Arizona.
“He is certainly the largest dog I have ever seen.” Dr. James P. Boulay, Veterinary Specialty Center Tucson, Arizona.
*Removing glasses arm from mouth* I dare say it MUST be the biggest dog, if two doctors swear it’s the biggest dog they’ve ever seen. Also, George is actually in the Guinnes Book of World Records… because he’s 7 feet long. 7 FEET LONG!!
Put a sweatband on this dog’s head and his hind paws in little baby Air Jordan’s and he could technically be a BASKETBALL STAR.
Not to mention an amazing prom date and life partner. Check out all these things we have in common:
· Sits in a chair like a human
· Consumes 110 pounds of food every month
· Has to Bend Over to Drink Out of the Kitchen Faucet
· Sleeps on a Queen Size Bed…alone
Our Match.com ad is going to be soooer romantic…
Just photoshop my face over this dude’s face and boom: True love.
Even though he is a bit of a backseat driver… *playful dog slap*
The Greatest Mystery Of The 20th Century Finally Solved: David Geffen Is So Vain
It was the question that had eluded scientists for decades and fueled countless massive biker bar brawls. Dan Brown even tackled the question in an early draft of Angels and Demons. Who exactly was Carly Simon singing about in the 70’s hit “You’re So Vane”? Mick Jagger, Kris Kristofferson, Cat Stevens and Warren Beatty were all prime suspects. A small faction thought maybe it was Dr. Teeth from The Muppet Show. But were any of them vain enough?
A definite answer had never been found… until now. The Daily Mail reports:
Simon, 64, ended the 38 year guessing game by whispering the name backwards on a reworked version of the song for her new album Never Been Gone, out next week.
Previously Simon had always claimed the song was a ‘composite’ of people she knew.
In 1972 when she wrote the song billionaire Geffen was the head of her Elektra record label.
It is thought she was inspired to write the damning lyrics after Geffen put all his time and energy into promoting her rival, Joni Mitchell, over her.
So there you go. Our long national nightmare is over. It is official:
Now we can finally start tackling the question of who let those f*#%ing dogs out.
Andrew Koenig, 1968–2010
Haven’t posted about the death of Andrew Koenig, aka “Boner” from Growing Pains, mostly because I didn’t have much else to add to the story other than, well, it’s random and sad. TV Buzz has a short, interesting post about the pop culture news cycle, and here’s CBS News’ story on Koenig below. Feel free to leave any additional Boner thoughts in the comments.





