Lost is coming to an end Sunday evening and people seem to be pretty worked up about it. As much as I love science fiction and fantasy, I started missing episodes in the second season and haven't watched an episode since the beginning of the third season. Unlike 24 I wasn't drawn back into the drama and basically read the spoilers if I have nothing else to do.
That being said, here is my favorite theory (from a mind other than my own) about the show.
It will turn out that they've been living one island over from Gilligan the whole time and all of this was just the Professor playing mind games using his coconut powered reality distorter.
May the force be with the fans and may they find the answers they are seeking.
Macs crash? I've had my iMac for almost four years and while certain programs may have given me the spinning beach ball of death (Firefox, but I have to admit I run the beta versions), never has the whole system crashed.
Jobs said Flash is a closed proprietary technology that should be bypassed in favor of open standards such as HTML5, a new Web technology that Apple is promoting. He said Flash consumes twice the amount of battery life for video playback, is a security risk and is the No. 1 source of crashes on Mac computers. Jobs added that it's also not suited for the touch interfaces of many modern mobile devices.
Um, Steve? People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones, Apple isn't exactly known for sharing. Not that this is a bad thing since your devices have always worked for me, but maybe you could phrase it a little differently. What I've discovered is that I basically use my computer for email, to surf the web and to charge my iTouch so I should probably get an iPad and be done with it. I would have room for dining room table after all that space was freed up. Hmm, and the need for power strips would also decrease. Win, win.
Not content with mucking up California, the Governator wants to run for president.
Not exactly a surprise. Of course she's a liar, she slept with another woman's husband. And it's pretty easy to see she isn't firmly attached to reality.
I am not a Madonna fan by any stretch of the imagination. Business wise she is incredibly smart and managed to ensure that she received most of the profits from her work, unlike a lot of popular artists, but I still don't like her. I do like Jane Lynch and because of her I now have a Madonna song on the iTouch. A most spectacular cover version of Vogue. I wonder why I can't get into Glee, it's a great premise and everyone attached to the project is extremely talented, but I can't bring myself to watch it on a regular basis.
I caught the last few minutes of Southland the other day and the music made me stop and listen. I told my mom I thought it was Willie Nelson and due to the wonders of YouTube, I found it. I've listened to the Bob Dylan original and I have to admit that Willie does the song a little better. This is the version from the last few minutes of Southland, a show that I think I need to add to my viewing schedule.This is the full Willie version, I apologize for the German, but the video is definitely worth it.It baffles me how I can have Glenn Miller, Merle Haggard, Willie Nelson, Dusty Springfield, The Monkees, Beatles, MC Hammer, Joan Baez,Three Dog Night, Whitesnake, Alvin and The Chipmunks, the Four Tops, Bobby Brown, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, the Pretenders, Depeche Mode, Gnarls Barkley, Oingo Boingo, Peggy Lee and Finger Eleven on the old iPod. And who could forget Roger Miller?Love that song ever since I saw him on Red Skelton.
This one is for the teabaggers who have forgotten what it was really like in the fifties and early sixties.BBB
I've always been fond of Rufus Wainwright's version of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah" but kd Lang knocked it out of the park last night for the Olympic opening ceremonies. Shivers ran up and down my spine. NBC is vigorously protecting its copyright of the Olympics, so here is the link. It is well worth watching, you can feel the emotion she puts into singing it and you know beyond the shadow of a doubt that she is not lip syncing while she delivers the best rendition I've ever heard.
If you don't want to install the Silverlight whatever on your computer, here is kd singing it at the 2005 Juno awards, another impressive performance.
I've never hidden the fact that Babylon 5 was my favorite science fiction show. Actually it's my favorite show. Period. I've been a Trekker since I saw The Man Trap on Armed Forces Radio and Television. Or Afarts as we called it.
Star Trek provided me with a vision of the future that told me I could be anyone I wanted to, that eventually everyone would be equal. And from my point of view that meant men and women could both be captains or they could be navigators or they could whatever they wanted. I had to take this on faith because female captains were pretty rare on TOS. I believe that the first one was Klingon, the rest were women Kirk tried, and many times succeeded, in bedding. It wasn't until TNG that we learned there had been a female captain of the Enterprise, who dies trying to right a blip in time and her helmsman ends up saving the timeline. But still, I just knew there would be a time when men and women were equal, unfortunately it isn't likely to be in my lifetime.
Enough about Trek, on to a more realistic version of the future: Babylon 5. Way back in the mid-nineties another vision of space appeared on television and Battlestar Galactica should thank its luck stars. B5 had aliens who didn't always get along with one another and women were considered the exact equal of men and could protect themselves. The special effects were fantastic when you remember that this was a television show that saved them for when they were needed, not as plot filler. B5 had politics galore and most importantly, it showed how easy it was to turn a liberal civilization into a totalitarian society. For two years the hints were simple and sprinkled on the wind before coming to fruition. B5 was the last, best hope for victory.
While Gene Roddenberry created and produced a great show (thank you Lucille Ball), most of the episodes were pretty much fluff except for The Famous Kiss and The City on the Edge of Forever. The stories tended towards being lighthearted and playful while touching on a few important themes. J. Michael Straczynski's Babylon 5 was nothing like that. Most of the episodes were completely serious interjected with moments (and people thought he would always be Flounder) of humor. The story arc from first episode to the last was incredibly consistent and from today's perspective, way too prescient. Take out the space ships and the aliens and you pretty much have the present we live in and the future we're headed for.
At the end of the first season, the President of Earth was killed under what the viewers knew were suspicious circumstance, but looked like a tragic accident to others. A Narn outpost had been destroyed and the Centauri were solidifying their alliance with the Shadows. Then things got worse.
The Earth Alliance under President Cheney Clark rounded up people who didn't agree with his decisions, bombed civilians deliberately to get their leaders to surrender, forced television stations off the air until he could get his own mouthpieces to recite the company line while he declared war on former colonies of Earth and B5. In the end Clark was willing to destroy the Earth as his last act before killing himself instead of being captured.
B5 didn't portray humans as the best of the universe, other cultures and characters always had something to offer (such as the (one moment of perfect beauty) and embracing the differences made all of the characters stronger for it, Even if it took acts of evil to realize their redemption. Or, as in the video below, revenge. And how sweet it was.
Marva Hicks can certainly belt one out, can't she? The episode was about different faiths coming aboard the station to have a conference and the music was perfect for the scene and for the moral of the story. Here is a version of just the lyrics and music.Unlike most shows, B5 credits were always worthy of watching, you never knew what you were going to hear.For those who say that those who participated at Abu Ghraib, Gitmo and black sites we don't know about were just doing their jobs and also believe that waterboarding and other forms of torture are okay, there will come a day (hopefully) where somebody, somewhere will stand up and fight for what is right instead of blindly following orders, especially the ones they have qualms about.Otherwise, it really is too late for the pebbles to vote.
One would think that rocking out and John Denver would be mutually exclusive, but one would be wrong. Sunshine On My Shoulders may make me happy, but it doesn't induce the urge to play music so loud that my neighbors would call the cops. And if it was Thank God I'm A Country Boy, maybe he should have been playing Take Me Home, Country Roads on his 8-track as he traveled back to his Rocky Mountain High because Leaving On a Jet Plane (I much prefer Peter, Paul and Mary's version) left Mr. Denver a tad disjointed.
I've been totally ignoring the NBC late night fiasco for several reasons. One, I watch Letterman if I haven't turned off the television or I'm caught up with Stewart and Colbert and two, I never liked the Tonight Show after Carson left. It was a shadow of its former self and Arsenio Hall was much funnier. Leno can whine all he wants, but his ten o'clock show went a long way to ruin television for those of us who don't require child approved fare before the news. Whether Conan's ratings weren't as high as people wanted given all the competition he faced that Leno didn't have to, is besides the point. Conan and his crew moved from New York to California for a job that no longer exists. And not because Conan failed, but because NBC screwed up and Leno can't let go. They were warned it wouldn't work before the season started and they snowballed ahead anyway. Conan, his crew and his fans (whoever they are) are just the damage picked up before the snowball flies over the cliff into oblivion
I took a creative writing class when I was in high school and everyone was going on about this book called Love Story. Being a die hard science fiction fanatic, I told people I wasn't interested in reading some romance crap that didn't exist in real life. Our teacher, whose name escapes me at the moment, asked if anyone in the class had a copy. Somebody did. It wasn't bad, a simple but entertaining read. I finished it by lunchtime. I propped it up behind my assigned reading and read it in class and returned it to the person who loaned it to me. I was pissed when Patton won Best Picture instead of Love Story. Only one of the many disappointments the entertainment world had in store for me. I learned early on that if I thought it was interesting, it would be canceled. Thank goodness for cable. Rest in peace Erich Segal. Thank you for your work. I have two versions of Love Story's theme on my iPod, Arthur Fiedler's and Henry Mancini's. It seems funny to think of Tommy Lee Jones as the inspiration for Ryan O'Neal's character.
For as many times as car dealerships have screwed their customers, this one should admit it made a mistake and move on. Not try and get an additional $7,000 two weeks later because of a "clerical error".
Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!!!! Unfortunately, it's going to be on Fox. You know, the people who canceled Firefly and Dollhouse because they didn't get "it". And John Barrowman might reprise his role as Capt. Jack Harkness. Yippee! It's a shame about Ianto, I had already decided to name my next dog Ianto. Yanto, easy to say, difficult to spell.
Can anyone tell that I'm completely fed up with politics?
I love ventriloquists and have since I was a little girl. Paul Winchell got me started, Wayland Flowers was brilliant without needing to be seen (Madame was risque in a way that she couldn't be today) and Jay Johnson (remember when Jodie hid Bob and Chuck was so desperate that he used a grapefruit to talk instead?) sealed the deal. Jeff Dunham is talented with an unfortunate tendency to be racist, but Achmed the Dead Terroristdoes crack me up.
So, last night I'm searching through the Netflix watch instantly offerings and I stumble across Terry Fator. I don't watch reality shows that don't involve cooking so I missed him on something called America's Got Talent. I don't know who he was up against, but Terry definitely deserved to win. From Michael Jackson to Patsy Cline the man definitely has talent. As a commenter so aptly pointed out, most of can't even sing with our mouths open.
It occurs to me that I am finally getting the most out of Netflix. Mom goes to bed early and I slip on the headphones and can watch some of the stuff that I like but mom doesn't. Isn't technology wonderful?
Conservative pundits are complaining about liberal bias in Avatar. A corporation gets its butt kicked and the hero does marry a girl of color while enjoying the beauty of a land not marred by smokestacks and skyscrapers, is that what they mean? They should have thought about that last month, before it earned a billion dollars at the box office. It's a movie and a fluff one at that. Heaven forbid that people can enjoy a movie as a chance to get away from life's trials and tribulations for a few hours. Not everyone wants to see a movie where people get laid off to increase a company's bottom line.
The level of paranoia on the right must be rising because Jonah Goldberg goes so far as to bring up Star Wars as an example of movies taking potshots at Bush.
"There are dozens of movies that have taken shots at Bush, starting with 'Star Wars' movies," Goldberg told ABC News. "What's offensive about this is not that it's carrying an ideological agenda. It's that it's so lame. The guy is not even president anymore. ... It's bravery at the cheapest for Cameron to think, if he thinks that, this took courage on his part to make."
Four of those movies were made before Bush was on anyone's radar. Plus, I don't recall any of the characters being that stupid, unless he thinks Jar Jar Binks was patterned after Bush. Cheney has dibs on Darth Vader and Obi Wan is not an option. Yoda liked to speak in short sentences also, but not to prop up his ego so why even bring up Star Wars unless simplistic movies about good triumphing over evil make conservatives think that they are being personally attacked?
The reason it took courage for Cameron to make Avatar is because he invested his own money, invented new equipment and held to true to his vision despite people telling him that it couldn't be done. You would think that conservatives would be touting him as a successful example of their beliefs instead of getting all worked up because the message is one they don't like. They can't all be The Birth of a Nation.
The chin. Those lips. The eyes. The smile. OMG, I'm in love with Captain Jack. That would be Harkness, not Sparrow. Whenever he's on screen I spend most of my time thinking about how good looking he is, how he resembles Mark Harmon in some interesting ways and what I'd like him to do to me. Whether it's the seductive looks he gives Gwen that his body can't cash, the passionate kisses with Ianto and Captain John Hart (James Marsters from Buffy), or slow dancing with the man who inspired his name, Jack has stolen my heart.
I know it is a passion that will never be returned since he is committed to a civil partnership, but John Barrowman has replaced Nathan Fillion as the sexiest (vote for John as the gay man of the decade. Yes, I know the decade isn't over yet and Neil Patrick Harris is a good guy, but not nearly as good looking) science fiction captain. Besides, Torchwood has more episodes than Firefly to drool over. And I'm definitely drooling. Whoever thinks that the British are uptight, hasn't been watching BBC television. They have more sex than an R rated movie, it's tastefully done and treated as a fact of life. That some American viewers are disturbed by the allusions to homosexual sex while heterosexual sex is shown, only demonstrates how far the stick is up our ass about sex. Everybody does it, otherwise the human race would have died out long ago. And a lot of people do it just for fun, which goes a long way to explaining why more babies are born in July, August and September. There's not much else to do when one is snowed in.
Torchwood's first season was a little slow, but still fascinating. The second season rounds out the characters with well placed humor and hints of independence. Ianto has blossomed from an uptight fixer to a dry and witty character in his own right. Plus, he gets to kiss Captain Jack. Often. Gwen, Owen and Toshiko make an interesting crew and the storylines are different than the normal crap shown here in the US. Why in the world did I read the Torchwood Wiki? Now I know what happens to the characters. I do hope there is a Season 4.
Oh well, at least I have a few more episodes left to indulge my fantasies.
I admit it, I went to see Avatar. And I enjoyed it. Very much. Not as much as I enjoyed Friday night's episodes of Dollhouse, but they aren't the same. Or maybe they are.
Unlike some people who can't enjoy a movie and appreciate it as a chance to escape and lose oneself in another world without overthinking it, It never crossed my mind to see the movie as an expression of white man's guilt. Really? Some people need to get a life. What I saw were arrogant humans and a corporation that believed they were superior to all life forms that weren't them. Because they had money and what they perceived as the might. Not everything is about race, usually it's about money and who has it and who wants it. Who cares if the Na'Vi are blue and they believe that a Force runs through everything, it's not like this was the first time, is it ? After a few minutes they looked normal and "real life" looked rough and evil. From an acting standpoint Sam Worthington was more believable as an avatar than he was as a human being.
James Cameron has always been a visionary. Terminator rocked, The Abyss was tolerable, didn't bother with Titanic because I don't really enjoy watching stories I know the end (the boat sank with more victims than survivors, what more did you need to know?), but Avatar was the most visually stunning movie I have ever seen. It felt like being in an acrylic tunnel at an underwater zoo. Extremely pleasing and worth seeing more than once. Even with the 3D glasses, which thankfully were nothing like the days of yore. Besides, New Zealand always looks good.
Dollhouse, on the other hand, has the Rossum Corporation, a most evil group of people who believe they are entitled to whatever fantasy they desire. Like the politicians we currently have "representing" us, it's all about the bottom line. For them and whoever is pulling their strings. No matter what the cost, even if it's the end of civilization. At least for those humans who aren't worthy.
Eliza Dushku (who's come a long way as an actress since James Cameron's only comedy, True Lies) has been putting in much better performances since the beginning of the glacially slow first season and is as believable as Sam Worthington as a hero (every time I heard him do a voice over all I could think of was T4 and the disaster I thankfully never saw) fighting a much more likely scenario. Saving my ass from a corporation that views average people as means to an end. Which is becoming all too likely in today's political climate of making rich people happy.
As with Firefly, Joss Whedon is attacking a culture that is obsessed with obedience to the corporate mantra to the exclusion of all else. Including survival of a species. Ours. Happiness isn't big component.
The special effects in Avatar are absolutely spectacular, the best I have ever seen and well worth the price of admission. Twice. Dollhouse has a frightening premise and one we are much more likely to encounter given today's paranoia and disregard of personal privacy. Unfortunately this does not bode well for the human race. No matter who you think you are.
For my thirtieth birthday I traveled to Vancouver, BC for the 1986 World's Fair and had one of the best times of my life, so far. I attended the fair for two days before I decided I would rather travel around and enjoy the city. The fair itself was pretty boring, but Vancouver has a killer selection of restaurants, bars and pubs and the fair had additional choices.
Guinness is my favorite beer and fish and chips are one of my favorite meals (can you tell I was born in in the British Isles?), so I hung out in a few of the different pubs. One of the more memorable times was hanging out in the Scottish tent at the fair a little after eleven in the morning. They had a great band who taught the audience drinking songs, one of which was this:
Ring did diddle little laddie oh!
There were others, but Guinness has obscured the memories.
Every year for the last twenty, this has been playing on the radio while the turkey was cooking. There's no turkey this year (Baked Ham w/ Marmalade Horseradish Glaze, homemade scalloped potatoes, brussels sprouts w/ marjoram and the Pink Teacup's sweet potato pie), but there will be Arlo and Alice's Restaurant.
It isn't the original but the important points are there.
You'd think that we would have evolved past waging war on undeveloped countries by now, but since those on the almost never right don't believe in evolution, that would be too much to hope for.
Happy Thanksgiving! Don't eat too much and if you do, go for a walk afterward.
The Frisco Kid was always a favorite movie. Harrison Ford and Gene Wilder were great together and it isn't every day a movie comes along with Yiddish humor. Oy gevalt! That being said, it seems that Yiddish have a few pithy sayings and truisms that weren't discussed in polite company and now they are about to be printed. Again. "Yiddish Sayings Mama Never Taught You". I'll bet she didn't.
Der pelts unter dem vaybershn boykh iz dos tayerste futerl.
The pelt under a woman's belly is the world's most expensive furpiece.
Who knew?
The only thing I'm going to say about China's attitude toward black people is this. I got more respect in Alabama in the seventies. When I was in acupuncture school I asked one of my Chinese teachers a question and his response was this, "I'm not going to explain it to you, you wouldn't understand." Not one of those (I can do it to!) teachers gave me anything higher than a B- despite being one of only seven people to pass the intern exams and finishing my patient requirements in six clinic shifts instead of the nine it took most people. Patients and clinic staff loved me, my Chinese teachers not so much. I especially liked the way they held their breath when I walked by. Some of my teachers wanted me to file a complaint but you know what they call the guy who graduates last in medical school? Doctor. My 3.69 was good enough for me.
Zombies. I wonder how much alcohol was involved. Ooh, ooh, more zombies. Why the heck are they so popular? Piers Anthony at least made them funny.
In I Will Fear No Evil Robert Heinlein envisioned a world in 2015 where people lived in gated communities patrolled by private security forces to keep the riffraff out and the rich used their hovercraft to travel safely between them. It's 2009 and hovercars are nowhere in sight, but gated communities patrolled by private security are here and being embraced by what's left of the middle class. Mr. Heinlein grokked (spell check didn't even blink) the future pretty well. The personal computer, the internet, Wikipedia and YouTube all appeared in his books long before they became reality.
The Dyson Sphere inspired some interesting science fiction, Larry Niven's Ringworld springs to mind as well as a plot device on Star Trek, and has always fascinated me, but not as much as the new Dyson fan. No moving parts on the outside. Just air in a cool rushing stream. The price tag is a little steep, okay, it's way steep but if you have kids you don't have to worry about them sticking there hands between the blades.
Don't know what costume to wear for Halloween? How about using your 42" flat screen and going as a working iPhone? The whole getup weighs 85 pounds, but isn't worth it to win best costume? Or maybe sushi is more your style.
A tax break I can get behind and not only because I have two dogs. Shai Shai saved mom's life many years ago. She didn't do anything special, she gave mom something to believe in and care for after finding the body of a friend of hers. Both my dogs lower my blood pressure and give me high quality love and affection. In addition to reducing the blood pressure of their owners, dogs also require exercise and they enjoy etting it with their owners. This helps owners lose weight because while it may take three weeks for exercise to become a habit for humans, for dogs it's about three days. Cats are great too, I just find it impossible to breathe around them.
Booman, while Obama was a slightly better choice than the McCain/Palin ticket that doesn't make him the best president and when he consistently behaves the way I predicted he would, I reserve the right to point that out. He is Bush lite and that isn't good for the country. I'm happy he got the Nobel and I understand the committee's reasoning, but that doesn't make him the be all and end all. Obama's latest volley at the people who supported him and naively expected he was going to help them instead of himself doesn't surprise me in the least. If he wants us to be sycophants, he has another think coming.
I enjoy Dollhouse. A lot. Yeah you have to think and pay attention, but as much as I enjoy the alphabet shows I occasionally want a little more. I find the supporting players and the premise on Dollhouse to be intensely interesting as well as thought provoking. Watching Enver Gjokaj's portrayal of the character Kiki last week was absolutely brilliant and eminently believable. And Topher? My favorite. As Boyd (Harry Lennix, the guy most likely to portray Obama in a future movie) points out, when Topher has ethical problems you know you're in trouble.
Here's hoping that Christian Slater doesn't become the new Eric Balfour (another one bites the dust, I like him but his track record sucks) of primetime television. I enjoyed My Own Worst Enemy and was sad to see it go, but The Forgotten is a rehash of Cold Case except without the music. Hopefully the characters will develop and the show might get a full season.
Orly, Orly, Orly. You need a good psychiatrist. And medication. Lots of medication. Something heavy duty like lithium to help ground you and bring you back to some semblance of reality.
Saturday night has been pizza night lately and it's been a lot of fun. I make my own sauce, I vary the toppings and mom gobbles it up. It's raining today so I think I'll make some homemade bread to go along with the split pea soup for dinner. I've only made bread once before and I don't have a bread machine so I think I'll start with something easy. BBB
A long time ago I used to watch soap operas. Mom was a fan of All My Children and my brothers watched One Life To Live until Meredith was killed off (I told you it was a long time ago) but it remained my favorite for many years. My ex-husband and I used to race home from school to watch the ABC soaps and when they went to an hour we were ecstatic. That is not to say that some of the story lines didn't wander in to "what the HECK were you thinking" territory. Eterna? Really? On the other hand, Ryan Phillipe as the first gay teen in a soap opera and subsequent story displayed the best of daytime television. As did Ellen Wheeler's portrayal of a woman dying of AIDS in 1988.
Soap operas have been both the training ground (Kevin Bacon, Morgan Freeman, Kathleen Turner, Meg Ryan, Christopher Reeve, Tommy Lee Jones, James Earl Jones, Cicely Tyson, Susan Sarandon) and the final resting place ( Ruth Warrick, Anna Lee) for many a great actor. When Guiding Light went off the air a few weeks ago I'm sure a few people were surprised at some of the now famous stars who were doctors, lawyers, troublemakers and hearthrobs back in the day. Judith Light turned in some of the best dramatic performances I've ever seen and did it day after day long before she was known for that stupid comedy. And while most people know Nathan Fillion from Firefly, I remember him sleeping with his mother's same age mortal enemy.
Which brings me to Hans Gudegast. Mom was a fan of 12 O'Clock High, Combat, and my personal favorites, the Rat Patrol and Mission Impossible, where he played a not so nice German in all of them. For the last 29 years he has starred as Victor Newman on the Young and the Restless and due to the economy, irrelevant stories and corporate stupidity, the powers that be have decided that six months into a three year contract and having not violated any of the terms, his contract is no longer valid and want him to take a pay cut. Like he dropped off the turnip truck this morning.
Sony is willing to cut off its nose to spite its face. The genre is dying and they are eagerly tapping the last nail in the coffin. The soap heyday has come and gone. Luke and Laura are no more, Erica has married everyone in town and Viki doesn't have any more marbles to lose. Their children have become whiny adults and nobody wants to watch them. Instead of returning to what made soaps so entertaining, they shove hugely uninteresting characters down the viewer's throats in a vain effort to capture today's ADD (tweet tweet) youth market. And the slide into
oblivion will continue because once you don't care about the characters the story becomes moot.
Soap operas have killed off many a favorite character (or tried recasting), but Victor is one of the biggies. You don't get rid of the star of the number one soap opera since 1988 and expect to stay in the top spot without a character that people love to hate. Or hate to love. Like most corporate decisions nowadays, it's about the current bottom line with no thought to the future or props to the past. They think that by cutting salaries and benefits for the workers that the executives will continue to enjoy their outrageous bonuses and the piper will continue to play. Unfortunately, history has shown that if you don't pay the piper, the music stops and the greedy are usually left without a chair.
Did you see Wolf Blitzer on Jeopardy! Thursday night? What an idiot and I say that because he didn't know anything.
I've watched Jeopardy! since it was Art James and Don Pardo and this was one of the worst performances I've ever seen by anybody. When they do a Celebrity Jeopardy the answers aren't as difficult as they are during regular play and nowhere near as difficult as Tournament play. More along the lines of the Kids Tournament whose contestants are between ten and twelve years old.
It was Wolf, Dana Delaney and Andy Richter. After the first five questions, Andy took off and never looked back. 32 questions correct and 2 wrong. Dana was pretty accurate, 11 correct and 2 wrong, but Andy was quicker on the trigger and she didn't get much of a chance to give the correct question. And Wolf? 5 right and 6 wrong. William Hurt's character in Broadcast News would probably have done better. Try and convince me the news isn't scripted.
Wolf was negative going in to Final Jeopardy, they gave him a $1000 dollars because it's for charity and he still missed the final question. Category was Famous Actors and the answer was:
Ironically, he lost the leading role in the 1960 play "The Best Man" because he didn't look presidential.
That has to be the easiest Final Jeopardy answer they've ever had. And he missed it. Seriously. How could anybody over the age of fifteen not know that it was Ronnie Raygun? Wolfie, did you even bring your thinking cap to the show? I guess not knowing the definition of irony and being incapable of remembering that only one actor has been elected president would preclude one from using logic to figure out the question. Plus, he proved he couldn't spell and he didn't know where Jesus was born.
It looks like actors and comedians have as much right to voice their opinions on politics as the newscasters do and with a little more knowledge to back them up. No wonder the Daily Show and the Colbert Report are considered trusted sources for news. They may be comedians but at least they know something besides reading from a teleprompter. I wonder how many people sent Wolfie this.
