Month: December 2008

I think we should try to determine when, exactly, the Bush presidency jumped the shark.

I know it seems as if it was just a long stretch of escalating incompetency, and there’s a temptation to say it jumped the shark when the Supreme Court handed him the keys to the kingdom. But of all the screw-ups, remarkably bad photo ops, incoherence (as Ariel pointed out, when you can make a 365 day calendar consisting of one stupid thing every single day that one guy said, that’s pretty bad), was there one moment frozen in time, one particular instance, where his administration–clad in trunks and hurtling forwarded pulled by a motorboat–vaulted over a pool of sharks and never came back?

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The usher looked at my ticket, blinked, looked back at me, back down at the ticket, back at me, and said, “The Spirit? Really?” Then he rolled his eyes, shrugged in a “it takes all kinds” manner and tore my ticket.

As bad omens go, the only thing that could have been worse would have been discovering Mike Nelson, Crow, and Tom Servo sitting in the front row.

The thing with Frank Miller is this: He’s a power hitter. He takes huge swings for the fences every time out. If he connects, he drives it out of the park. The problem with power hitters is that they strike out. A lot. And when they do, it can be monumental to watch. They don’t just stand there and watch a ball whiz by on the outside corner with their bat on their shoulder. No, they take huge hacks at it, swinging from the heels, and when they miss, they spin around, their legs twisted in knots and crossed at the ankles, and sometimes even fall flat on their ášš.

That’s pretty much what we’ve got here. A huge swing and a miss.

The truth is that, if you come at it from the point of view of viewing it as a surrealist comedy, it can be pretty entertaining. I’m going to focus on the positive aspects because (a) I am friends with most of the producers on the film, and (b) everyone else is dumping on Frank, so why pile on?

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Kim Metzger pointed this out to me; I thought I’d share it with you guys.

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Caroline is watching “Alvin and the Chipmunks” on cable at the moment, and I decided to check and see if the sequel I’d heard about was actually happening. I looked it up on Wikipedia and here’s the actual, honest-to-God entry:

A sequel to Alvin and the Chipmunks (introducing the Chipettes) was confirmed. It is set to be released on Christmas Day 2009 and is named Alvin and the Chipmunks 2: The Squeakuel.[1] On July 28, it was confirmed that Matt Stow will return as Dave Seville and Michael Jackson, Alan Jackson, and John McCain will return as the voices of Alvin, Simon, and Theodore[5]. Details on who the Chipettes will be are unknown, but rumored to be Brad Dourif (Brittany), Anselmo Dejusus (Jeanette), and Barack Obama (Eleanor). In the sequel, Alvin, Simon, and Theodore go to school and feel like “Chipmunks Out of Water” because of all the human kids eating them.

You know what? If that was the sequel and who was in it, I’d be there on opening day.

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Majel Barrett passed away today of leukemia, surrounded by family and friends.

I have a raft of Majel stories, none of which I feel like recounting right now. I know I liked her a lot, had a number of dealings with her, and she was directly responsible for “Q-in-Law” getting published.

Fortunately her final voice work–the computer–was recorded for the upcoming film. It wouldn’t have been the same without her.

She will be missed.

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There is apparently already debate raging as to whether “Saturday Night Live” crossed the line in its portrayal of NY Governor David Paterson, generating laughter courtesy of his blindness by having Fred Armisen as Paterson displaying a financial graph upside down and later wandering aimlessly and unwarily into the camera shot. (Apparently the guardians of what’s funny/what isn’t have given up complaining about the white Armisen portraying black politicians and instead are now complaining about him portraying blind black politicians.)

I shall now settle this debate with an open statement to all those who contend that SNL did, in fact, cross the line of good taste and fairness:

Yes. They crossed the line.

And your point is…?

SNL is, and always has been, about redrawing the line, then crossing it, and then redrawing it some more.

So last night they made Paterson’s blindness part of the sketch. It was funny. How do we know it was funny? People laughed. The contention, as one organization put forward, that they were making fun of “all blind people” is the same as attacking their opening sketch parodying the beleagured Illinois governor and saying it was making fun of everyone who uses profanity.

Rather than complain about ill-treatment, I’d be inclined to think that advocates for the blind should take pride. What else IS equality if it’s not being just as capable of being held up for lampooning as anything or anyone else? Would it really be better if SNL or comedians said, “No, no, blind people require special protection and consideration. They’re so oversensitive that they can’t possibly deal with having their disability be part of a comic prodding.”

A good comic doesn’t just acknowledge the elephant in the room; he makes fun of it.

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In a sole-searing exhibit of disdain, an Iraqi heel slung two shoes at President Bush during a news conference. To his credit, Bush displayed considerable polish in dodging the flying size 10s, utilizing the reflexes he’s developed in sidestepping criticism and blame for the previous eight years.

The shoe-thrower, an Iraqi journalist, is believed to be an Oxford graduate. Secret Service agents were momentarily caught loafing as he pumped both shoes at the outgoing president, but managed to cobble together their wits and sock him to the ground.

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UPDATED 12/15: Here’s something to ponder. If other United States politicos hold press conferences in Iraq, are all Iraqi journalists going to be required by the Secret Service to remove their shoes and check them in a box outside the room. I mean, one nimrod years ago failed in an attempt to sneak explosives onto an airplane via his shoes and since then we all have to go in stocking feet through the metal detectors. So if shoes ARE being used as a means of expressing disdain, is that going to be accounted for in future Iraqi press gatherings?