Archive for the ‘TV’ Category
Oldie But Goodie – The Writers Room
One of the cool things about starting my blog fresh after many years is that I can re-run some of my favorite old content. A few weeks ago I was talking with a video production company about being a second camera at some wedding shoots for her, and I sent some of my favorite videos to check out. While going through some of my stuff, I remembered how much I really liked this one and how much fun it was to shoot, mostly in a single take with lots of great improv.
During the TV writers strike a few years ago, I was inspired to do a short about it under the premise that the producers of The Office would hire some bad fan fiction writers as scabs and I shot this in a couple of hours with some friends. YouTube pulled it due to a copyright complaint from Sony which I cannot for the life of me figure out since there is no music and the characters talk about characters on other shows which is well within any kind of fair use. Corporate types, go figure! I think they didn’t like how they were portrayed.
So, without further ado, The Writers Room…
Breaking Bad – No Mas
What? Did you really think I’d be blogging about the healthcare vote and those assaholic teabag protests when A) I’ve given up blogging about politics and B) one of my favorite shows is back?
Last season ended badly for everyone. After Walt misses the birth of his daughter because he had to deliver a shit ton of crank to a truckstop, his wife leaves him. And then those planes crash into each other right over his house because the air traffic controller was all messed up over his daughter who OD’ed after blowing her sobriety dating Jesse.
Not much really happened in this episode. It was mostly setup for what’s to come. There will be spoilers after the jump…
Big Love – Blood Atonement
This was one badass episode of Big Love! While last week was somewhat of a Three’s Company-esque mild comedy of misunderstanding regarding Ben and whether Bill banished him from the house or just wanted him to take off for a few days, ending up with Ben and his wacky compound grandparents in Mexico trying to smuggle exotic birds but winding up in the clutches of the Greens. Spoilers abound after the jump…
Caprica S1 E3 The Reigns of a Waterfall
I’m still not quite sure I really like this show. It’s hard to think about it without thinking of Battlestar Galactica, and I wonder if it would really hold up independently. But I suppose I’ll keep watching it and since I have this new blog I might as well keep writing about it. Don’t go past the jump if you don’t want spoilers.
Spartacus – Blood and Sand and Crap
A few weeks ago I read an article somewhere (and I gave up searching for it after a few minutes) about how there were a whole bunch of premium cable shows that were pushing the envelope in the sex and violence departments. The article mentioned Spartacus: Blood and Sand, a show on Starz full of swords, sandals, buckets of bright blood spraying in 300-style slo-mo and all the ancient Roman sexual depravity of Caligula. The one act of sexual depravity that the article went into detail about featured Lucy Lawless of Xena and Battlestar Galactica fame and her ancient Roman TV husband about to do the deed, using their slaves as fluffers. So of course I had to check that out, right?
And yeah, there’s a bunch of slo-mo blood sprayage, and plenty of naked body parts that were far more surgically enhanced than possible in ancient Rome. It became obvious early on that the main intent of this show is to be brutally shocking. These ancient Romans sure do like talking about genitals and bodily functions in graphic and ugly detail. And it’s not like I’m getting prudish here. I enjoy that kind of material when it serves a purpose other than to gratuitously show how shocking you can be. But this is like Deadwood without the benefit of good writing.
So like the lord of the gladiator ring, I give this show one big thumbs down. Off with it’s head! But not before every geek out there has had a chance to pause their TiVo on Xena’s naked boobies.

