OK. I haven't blurbed on my tv habit in yonks. Lately I've even been missing some favorite shows as my DVR has gone wrong, and I've been too busy to care.
Rome goes to 11 this week. It's got eleven. They changed the knobs out and now they can turn it up to 11. Holy crap!
I don't know why, Mark Antony was a better match for Atia than he is for Cleopatra. M.A. & Atia were equally solipsistic and diabolical, whereas Cleopatra is a drug-addled force of nature making the mere human M.A. seem out of his depth. And wow, what a pervy turkey Octavian has turned out to be. Who knew?
Anyway - love that one.
Top Design, anyone? Carisa annoys me a bit, but I think they manipulate the footage to make her seem like more of an ass than she is. I suspect she's no bitchier than anyone else on the show. Well, except maybe Goil. I love Goil - he's so cute. I think the guy they sent home this week - Michael - was far more annoying than Carisa.
American Idol, of course, sucked me in from the beginning by having a few genuinely talented people on the show. WTF is up with the soggy-toast under-energized Sanjaya? He gets up and sashays around the stage like he's rolling around a bag with a valium-drip. He's about 17 and seems positively geezer-like. I LOVE curly-top Chris Sligh - you can tell he's got an over-developed sense of irony and that he's not being taken in by it all. One of his friends in the audience held up a sign that read "bringing chubby back" and "fro patrol" which is an obvious dig at last season's winner who kept intoning "Soul Patrol!" in the little wrap-up interview with Ryan Seacrest after he performed each episode.
Anyway, in Tuesday night's episode, a pre-pubescent girl was crying as though she were witnessing the rebirth of the very Beatles or Elvis. She cried and cried and the camera kept showing her-- I predict she is now a social pariah at her middle-school. She's the Star Wars Kid of American Idol. She'll commit suicide. Her family will sue. It could be ugly.
I started watching 24 about 3 episodes into the season, and then my DVR started messing up a few weeks ago, so I'm back off it. Liked it, but don't know if I'll pick it up again. I'm planning to resist the new Bravo series about hairdressers - for some reason, that one is sounding resistible to me. Also, I'm not pleased by House being almost always pre-empted by American Idol shoving its fat ass into his time-slot. *Harumph*
On to movies...
I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I loved 300 - fantastic movie. My favorite moment in the film is after the first battle scene, the Spartans are walking among the dying Persians and dispatching them to Valhalla or Big Rock Candy Mountain, or wherever dead Persians go, and Leonidas is standing by, eating an apple and talking to his Captain who is also going about the business of dealing the death blow to the enemy men. Someone runs up to tell that an emissary is approaching- that it is a group too small to be an attack party, and Leonidas keeps eating his apple, his men keep killing the dying Persians, and Leonidas says "there's no reason we shouldn't be civilized." It made me giggle.
A friend has invited me to a karaoke thing Thursday night. Just what I need. So now the dilemma: Do I sing You Ain't Woman Enough or (Hold Me Closer) Tony Danza? Do I channel one of the queens of country or a queen from the rock genre? Actually, my ultimate fantasy karaoke would be a lounge-version of Jethro Tull's Aqualung. My version would be oozing velveeta as I sang "Hey!" *wink* "Aqualuu-ung!"
I know: it'll never happen, but it could have been so nice!