Friday, November 18, 2005
Hospitallers
Happy Belated Birthday to...
Update on Tan Like the Desert Sky
The reason is the sky-rocketing ratings for Benjamin Bratt's current TV show E-Ring. Bratt plays a Delta Force operator doing his career-ticket punching stint at the Pentagon. Every week, he manages to find a way to get out from behind his desk and return to the daring-do that Delta Force operators live for. I'm guessing whoever signs-off on Bratt's DoD travel vouchers is a transferred bureaucrat who use to sign-off on the FBI travel vouchers for Mulder and Scully... Anyway, pretty-boy Bratt can't find room in his shooting schedule to squeeze in his role as Victor Castillo, hero of TLTDS.
I can't say as I blame him, after all, Victor doesn't get to play with guns.
Carla Gugino
Ninja Girl, or Find a Date for Tommy...
Sunday, November 06, 2005
US Army ACU uniforms
Now, back in the early Eighties when the Powers that Be at the Pentagon decided to issue the BDUs, the main reason given was that they wanted to standardize the look, and creat more efficient costs, across the services. Now the Marines have re-designed their uniform, the Army has too, and the Air Force is considering adopting a blue and grey, tiger stripe camouflage (which looks really silly). While costs sky-rocket in Iraq, and we can't seem to get enough of the essentials (e.g. armor in all shapes and types) to the men and women in the field, we have spent goodness knows-how-much taxpayer dollars on redesigning, field testing, and deploying new uniforms.
Oh, and the Army uniforms look terrible.
Jennifer Esposito
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Talk about being Lost
Blink and you might've missed it, but someone sent their computerized robot minion to post a comment here with an old article that tried to advertise her Lost discussion blog.
Now, I love Lost. I'm addicted to it. Every Wednesday my butt is firmly planted in front of the TV. It's the only current show I plan my schedule around (no, not NCIS). But I don't really want to waste much time speculating about every nuance of light and shadow, every passing reference to literature or art, or parsing out the zen wisdom of Locke.
Sure, I have some theories about those mysterious numbers (42? Has no one heard of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy? 23? Well, I could tell you, but the Illuminati haven't cleared you for that. Fnord.) But the reason I don't hang on every frame of the show is that I detect two or three red herrings for every clue. I got burned speculating endlessly about X-Files -- and was disappointed when Chris Carter's much-touted mythology just sort of died out. (If anyone can explain the cosmology of X-Files, let me know.) These writers are smart, and if you couldn't guess from the episode Orientation in which Locke's reaction to the Dharma Initiative film was the same as every Lost Fanatic's ("Well. We'll have to watch that again."); the writers are having fun with the audience.
I'm enjoying the ride. I find that I'm more interested in the mystery of the character's backstories than I am about what's going on with that crazy island. I hope we someday find out what happens if the computer isn't refreshed with the numbers, and how the Black Rock ran aground in the middle of the jungle. But I can wait. I'm patient.
NCIS
Anyway, I was discussing (lamenting) the change in brunettes on the show at lunch the other day. Poor Kate (played by Sasha Alexander) was shot in the head at the close of last season. This season, in a move that seems to defy logic for those of us who remember the Jonathon Pollard espionage case, the character has been replaced by a Mossad agent (played by South American actress Cote de Pablo).
Halloweenie Costume Review
Darth Vader made a strong showing. Most were the familiar -- vaguely Freudian silhouette -- black helmet versions. One kid wore Jedi robes with burn make-up for extra points.
Batman was a close second. (I thought the movie revenues were down this summer? You wouldn't know it to see costume picks.) and several Spiderman clones. (But not one Scarlet Spider, for you clone afficionadoes.) We had a few cowboys, but my wife pointed out they were probably Woody from Toy Story. (Insert your own sophomoric joke here.) There were exactly two boy pirates, and a lonely little ninja. But at least the ninja had a great costume with twin swords. There was one confused teenager wearing basketball shorts, football shoulder pads and a baseball hat. Thankfully, we had only one group of teenagers too cool for costumes.
Hey, if you're too cool for costumes, you're too cool to beg for candy. Sorry.
Costumes for girls seemed even less varied. Four kinds: Princesses, witches, lady pirates, and babies (pajamas, pig tales, and pacifiers). My wife commented that girls who choose to dress like princesses and babies may have some psychological attachment to the notion of helplessness. She wondered about their self-image.
We dressed our little girl as a ladybug. Cute.
As for me. I wore my Punisher skull T-shirt over black jeans, combat boots, and under a black trenchcoat. My wife would've killed me but good if I wore the matching gunbelt, so I left it nealty folded on the shelf. Maybe she was right, I got compliments from a couple of adults who thought it was just a spooky shirt. The one kid who recognized me got an extra peanut butter cup.
Not me, but a reasonable facsimile...
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