Archive for October 2009
OK, maybe I should have seen it coming, but I was not expecting Vicki to permanently die! I was totally prepared for at least a several episode arc of her learning to control her new urges and living into her enhanced super sensory existence. And while she was a pawn in the battle of the Salvatore brothers, she allowed the show to tap into the heart of the vampire mythology: desire. Read the rest of this entry »
Ok, sometimes the fact that I’m a dorky academic is going to come across in my choice of blog-post titles, but Lemon really said it right, all God’s children are terrible – New York, Georgia, and the various versions of sexcriminalboat all produce folks who manipulate people to get ahead at work or get into gay Hallowe’en, who try to kill Betty White or Jimmy Fallon, who are prejudiced and sexist, and who are willing to eat a baby horse or a blind guy’s hot dog. Read the rest of this entry »
Being able to poke fun at ourselves is an important skill to learn in life. But poor Michael just took it too far. Even Creed’s face looked desperately pained as Mike mocked his own inability to think up five friends and family to store in his phone. But at least he could see what he was doing. He realized he had gone too far. Read the rest of this entry »
Kelly and Erin have made their own music video (with the help of Andy in exchange for a small, but awesome, part) pop-singing about a-hole ex-boyfriends: “You’re a Male Prima Donna”. They call themselves Subtle Sexuality and wear gold leggings as they stomp around the office singing lyrics like “if you ever leave me again, I’ll down a bottle of baby aspirin” and “I’m an independent diva but I still kinda need ya” and other price gems. This singing dancing trio of Kelly, Erin and Andy that’s developed since the Office dance party only improves with age, and Ryan’s cameo as Mr. Understood is so great, you just have to see it!
NBC is being a little tricky with the link right now, but you can watch it at Salon here.
I loved this episode because inasmuch as we all think of Hank as the anti-hero, we met a fallen anti-hero this week in Hank’s old buddy Zloz. For how terrible all his pick up lines were, they weren’t that much worse than Hank’s. Even the ‘last time on Californication’ bit at the beginning of the show reminded us that Hank, too, has uttered references to his ‘hardness’ as an effort to pick up a lady. And as my husband so often points out to me every week as I stare doe-eyed at the Duchovny-filled screen, I wouldn’t be so charmed by Hank’s sexism if he weren’t so darn good-looking. Read the rest of this entry »
Two real gasp-worthy moments in this episode: first, Deb’s breakdown in the parking lot. Never have I seen that type of crying performed so perfectly on screen; that deep in the chest, hysterical sobbing that most of us only manage once or twice in a lifetime outside of our hormonal teenage years. My chest actually ached just watching her, and I was reminded of how deeply scarred both Dexter and Deb are by their father’s attention and lack thereof. Read the rest of this entry »
Ok, I’m going to try not to start every week with some rant about how annoying Jim and Pam have become – but the cold open this week only affirmed their new status. Their inside jokes were once cute. Then they became a little annoying, but at least we were all still in on them. Now that they’re officially wed, though, it seems the twosome will have their jokes that only they get: “Frank and Beans” said in an annoying voice is only funny when you know what it means, and only annoying when you don’t know what it means (beyond the There’s Something About Mary reference, of course). Michael’s character, Blind-guy-McSqueezy did, however, make up for it! “The women in my improv class absolutely hate him. Honk honk.” Thanks for saving the cold open, Michael! Read the rest of this entry »