- I miss V&T pizza from my old Upper West Side neighborhood.
- I don’t think women eat pizza like this.
- It’s possible but probably not with white sheets.
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This reminds me…
Star Trek… Something…
We have a title and a first image for the upcoming Star Trek film I thought no one wanted.
It’s Justin Lin’s first time at the helm of a Star Trek movie and he’s already putting social media to good use. In less than 140 characters, Lin managed to not only reveal the first behind-the-scenes image from Star Trek 3, he also so much as confirmed the threequel’s presumed title, Star Trek Beyond. Now whether the title is formatted this way to appease the hashtag gods or just to continue the trend of eschewing colons (like Star Trek Into Darkness), I’m not entirely sure just yet. We’ll certainly find out more soon, but for now let’s take a look at Lin’s Tweet itself.
The image is not really worth my saving to my computer and uploading, but you can find it at the link I attached above.
I’d prefer the new Star Trek films just used numerals to distinguish them from each other, as well as compelling storylines and engaging characters. Also, I recall a time when going “beyond” was sort of understood with the title Star Trek.
Half-Full..
It takes a pretty significant “bottle half empty” perspective to consider ten years with Angelina Jolie has something that “all went wrong.” Even if the split is true, it stil seems like a fair deal someone would make with Satan. The Devil shows up for Bradd Pitt’s soul and he’s already packed. “Can’t thank you enough! Now, off to an eternity in the lake of fire? Cool. Can we swing by Starbucks for a Frappucino on the way?”
Late Night Mayo…
Today’s announcement that CBS has chosen James Corden to replace Craig Ferguson as host of The Late Late Show has interesting timing, coming the day after the funeral for Joan Rivers, who was the permanent guest host of The Tonight Show and later host of her own late-night talk show almost 30 years ago. No woman has risen as high in the late-night realm since, and this is a roster that includes Jimmy Fallon.
When I was in high school, there were three late-night TV series (I’m ignoring the failed Pat Sajak show): Carson, Letterman, and Arsenio. Their names alone are sufficient to describe the differences in their approach, guests, and overall content. Now we have literally six straight white guys doing a variation of Letterman (and arguably not even classic Letterman, who used to interview Chris Elliott as “Marlon Brando“). I guess there’s an audience for six brands of mayonnaise.
Judge Corden on his own merits, of course, but let’s please cease the “well, he must be brilliant if CBS hired him instead of a woman or minority!” It’s a new brand of kick in the pants to praise someone sight unseen for overcoming the burden of white maleness.
Arlene Martel…
Arlene Martel was the reason I won’t board an airplane if anyone greets me with “Room for one more, honey.”
What will your verse be?
I’d wanted the tweets and Facebook status updates to be uninformed responses to the latest Internet hoax, but unfortunately, they were true: Robin Williams died today. I remember watching reruns of Mork & Mindy and feeling a 10-year-old’s despair when the final episode aired. “There’s no more?” I thought, but then the next day, the series started over from the beginning. Even 30 years later, I sometimes wish life worked like syndication.
Mr. Williams, I’m sorry the Red Knight finally caught you, but thanks for everything you shared with us.
Grayson…
Superhero comics now “TV-ize” their own characters in their own books. It’s like giving yourself a wedgie in junior high. I thought this was a spoof — a parody of what happens to optioned characters. “Well, we don’t have the rights to Batman, and Robin is too young. Let’s age Dick Grayson to about 25 or 26 — great for the CW audience. Remember ‘no tights/no flights’ on Smallville? We’ll go with ‘no capes/no masks’ — yeah, I know it doesn’t rhyme, I haven’t had my morning shot of cocaine yet. By the way, where is my assistant with my morning shot of cocaine? Oh, and yeah, I know Batman and Robin were all about ‘no guns,’ but that tests too San Francisco to appeal to Kansas viewers. And let’s never use the name ‘Dick’ unless it’s a broadcast-approved way to say ‘penis.’ And the name of the series will be… wait for it… GRAYSON! And seriously now, where’s my morning shot of cocaine?”
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Copywriting Fails…
Posted by Stephen Robinson on June 21, 2017 in Pop Life, Social Commentary
Tags: Ballard, seattle