Ok, this one goes out to all your watchers of Lost.  (Actually, it’s these two because I have a question and an observation…and technically, these are my wife’s question and observation, so maybe I should just quit while I’m behind.  But anyway…)

SPOILER ALERT: If you’ve not watched last night’s episode, don’t read!

Ok, in last night’s episode, the remaining island gang (i.e. Locke, Sawyer and the others who are not part of the Oceanic 6) were reunited with the once-thought-to-be-dead Jin.

Well, included among current set of island dwellers is the fairly recently added Charlotte, who revealed last night that she actually grew up on the Island.  She suddenly remembered, in the midst of other goings on, that there was once a scary man that came to the island and told her to leave and that if she ever got off the island, to never come back or else she would die.  She confessed this memory to her shipmate, Daniel Faraday, and then proceeded to tell him that the man who told her this was none other than Daniel himself.

So, the question is this: Since she “just remembered” this experience, do you think that memory had just resurfaced because it actually didn’t exist before?  Do you think that “just remembered” means that she actually just had that experience in some tangential version of the past–a past to which Daniel Faraday, knowing that she was going to die (which she did shortly after this revelation), traveled to warn her after watching her die in his arms?

Secondly, the observation.

Also happening in last’s night’s episode (carried over from the previous episode), the once-thought-to-be Jin was found to be alive.  He was discovered adrift on some flotsam by a group of French sailers in a raft, which turned out to be Danielle Rousseau and her crew…but back when they first landed on the island rather than when we first met her in season 1.

Here’s the problem: if Danielle (and co.) ended up rescuing Jin, wouldn’t she have remembered him when she encountered him those sixteen years later when he ended up on the island after the plane crash?

I welcome all commentary.

We’re far enough into the new fall season (much of which actually started in the Winter) for a review of the good and the bad so far.  I’ll include in this some brief references to other new shows that I might have paid some attention to at some point, even if they were mid-summer replacements or whatever.  I’ll start with the bad.

Fringe

I’ve already reviewed this one in the past, so I won’t belabor this one, but suffice it to say, this one still is no good and still stands as a beacon to those silly masses who will apparently buy anything.  How it isn’t yet canceled is beyond me.  I can only attribute that to the fact that there is precious little else that’s more interesting to watch (way to go, extremely creative Hollywood).  If you’re one of those still watching this show, let me quote the immortal words of Ross from You Can’t Do That On Television: “Duuhhonnn’t encourage them, [your name here]!”

Burn Notice

Ok, this isn’t a new one at all.  It has been around for a couple of seasons on USA, but I’ve recently been hearing from friends and family that enjoy the show, so I gave it a chance the other day.  Boy, was that a mistake!  Ok, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it might be, but the lead character guy (who knows his name) still annoys the crap out of me with his narrow shoulders and weird under-bite.  What’s worse is the dialog, which although isn’t particularly poorly written (I’ve heard worse) comes across as about as exciting and snappy as listening to the audio book of John Houseman reading the “Important Safety Instructions” section of a hair dryer owner’s manual.

And what’s with that chick?  Has she ever actually eaten anything?  She prances around half the time in tiny tank tops and bikinis as if she’s something to look at.  So get this straight ladies: if you want to look good in a bathing suit, you better freaking eat some food.  No guy likes the waif look.  Let me rephrase that: no normal guy likes the waif look.  The ones who do have issues that you don’t want to get mixed up with.

I guess that’s all for the bad.  I really haven’t tried any other shows that are worth mentioning (again).  So on to the good.

24

Now, before you start laughing, keep in mind that I’ll be the first to admit that this show is completely laughable in most of the technical details, and it’s as far-fetched and convenient in its scripting as you can get…and yet, that’s kind of the charm that keeps me coming back.  I get a good laugh, including many good belly laughs, out of it each week as Chloe or other supposed “super-hackers” try to “get in through the sub-net”, or pull up entire 3D models of every building in LA from their remote terminals, complete with infrared markers of the exact positions of all the bad guys (or good guys sometimes) in the building.  I can’t count how many times Jack Bauer and his colleagues “have a visual” (cause apparently it’s too confusing to say “I can see” something?), and if Jack and Tony get any more intense in their whispering, we won’t be able to hear them at all.

All this I recognize as well as any critic; but it’s all kind of what makes the show fun to watch.  Granted, last season–which was actually two years ago–was pretty weak (but hilarious), but this season started off with the two-hour movie introduction which was actually pretty compelling.  The season so far is pretty much like the rest, with predictable twists and the same collection of moral dilemmas, but it’s interesting enough to keep my…well, interest, and funny enough to be worth the time commitment.  (And you have to believe the producers are intending the humor…I mean, casting Mary-Lynn Rajskub as a nerdy computer geek?  Considering her past resume, you know that’s a stroke of comedic genius.)

What I like particularly this year, on a more serious note, is that it’s about the only show on television that is addressing complicated moral issues–like the line between “coerced interrogation” and “torture”–without picking a side and using it’s powerful media voice as a soap box from which to preach.  The fact that it’s not providing the Preacher’s Podium has to be driving the more liberal part of America crazy–including this year’s new cast member, Jeneane Garafalo (or however you spell her name).  She actually even assisted in the interrogation (torture?) of one person on the show this year, which has got to be killing her. (But just wait…I’m convinced that in the end she’ll have her moment of moral authority. Or maybe there’s just not as much prosperity as promised on the venoumous left.)

Lost

I actually have to say, to be fully honest, I don’t really *like* this show, I’m just stuck with it.  I’m so convinced that the writers have no idea where they’re going that I have to keep watching to find out if I’m right.  This season is showing a little more promise, and Atticusser and I discussed it at length and he makes some good points.  It does look now like there might be some over-arching contiguous story that ties everything together, but considering the monsters and polar bears at the beginning that are now all but forgotten, I can’t see the connection yet between the way this season’s story is shaping up and the first season or two.

It’s all very weird for me, too, because I actually find most the cast to be extremely annoying.  Sawyer?  Geez, get over it dude.  We all know you’re not as bad as you portray.  Hurley?  Man, drop a couple and stop whining.  Kate?  Don’t even get me started (at least they finally got her freaking hair out of her face).  Locke?  Is that guy still on the show?  It’s hilarious to me that he runs around most of the time by himself, chasing shadows and generally being the “leader” of a whole lotta nothing.  And the worst of all, Ben.  Does that dude ever blink?

There are some that could be more interesting if they worked on them more.  Mostly just Sayid and Jack.  A couple of seasons ago they had a really great episode that was about Jack, and I started to think I could really get fully on board with the show.  The episode spoke of the tatoo written in Chinese that Jack has on his arm.  The episode reveals that the interpretation is, “He walks among them, but he is not one of them.”  Jack’s final line (you have to see it to get it in context) is great: “That’s what it says, but that’s not what it means.”  With that line, they set him up to be a great character, but it seems like the writers have bailed on it and he’s back to being a depressed burn-out.

Anyway, all in all, the show is still moderately entertaining, but only because I kind of need to know where they’re going, if anywhere.  So I guess they’ve done their jobs in that sense.  I’m still watching, after all.  But we’ll see for how long.

American Idol

Yes, I watch the show and I actually love the show.  Why?  Well, because the auditions are always hilarious.  I mostly can’t stand the judges, but I recognize that it’s a “TV” thing that they have to stick with (although I seriously cannot stand that new chick, Kara DioGuardi).

But really I love the show because I’m a musician, which means I’m a fan of music and the process of making music, so I actually do like to watch the discovery and blossoming of great recording artists.  Now, obviously not every year turns into greatness (Fantasia, Reuben, etc.), and this season, “if I’m being honest,” (to quote Simon) doesn’t show a lot of promise, except for my early winner pick, Danny Gokey.  But there have been some greats discovered, including Chris Daughtry, David Archuleta (young but will have a great pop career), Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood.

So I have my complaints about the format of the show–the “group” auditions which are nothing more than “drama” ploys (can you say ratings?), and the theme weeks–but I enjoy watching the discovery process.

For what it’s worth, I have never voted on any candidate.

Finally, a movie that has to be included:

Taken

Man, this show was intense.  The very definition of a “taught” thriller, because it will keep you muscles taught the whole time.  I won’t go into a long review, but it’s the best, most satisfying action thriller I’ve seen since the original Die Hard.  The subject matter warrants it’s PG-13 rating, as it deals with the very real dangers of a disgusting industry, but it avoids the temptation of going into graphic details, which in my estimation actually makes it a better film.  So don’t take the wife if she’s squeemish, but my wife loved it.  (Being a news junkie, she has read much about this horrible trade industry, so we both enjoyed watching the perps pay the ultimate price under Liam Neeson’s heavy hands, even if only in fantasy land.)

So that’s it.  My reviews of the entertainment world so far this year/season.  Obviously I’m totally right about all this, so don’t bother debating me.

Ok, ok, you can debate if you want.  (Man, I totally caved.)

I guess for my parting comment I can only say this: with as little creativity as there is left in Hollywood, and with as much self-congratulations as there is going on there (see “Oscars”), it’s really amazing there’s anything left to watch.  So enjoy what you can while you can, cause it seems like it’s only getting worse.

The more they stay the same, I guess.

Here we are, in the 21st century, at the height of the technology revolution, where invention and innovation are as much a part of the every day as high tea once was in times gone by.

With so many advances in computer graphics, video, animation and 3D modeling, this is what we’re doing with our enlightenment.

I guess this qualifies as “green” technology?

Call it Poor Man’s Steadicam.

I was right!

Check out this lotto result which was the winning lottery on Nov. 5, 2008 (the day after the election) in Illinois–Obama’s home state.

Check it out yourself here. (Evening pick 3)

Barack (6)  Hussein (7)  Obama (5)

6 + 7 + 5 = 18

(18/3 = 6) = (6 * 3 = 18)

Barack Hussein Obama = 666

Case closed.

The first person to identify this house wins…uh…something.  Maybe an e-card.

A little history: My wife grew up in Long Beach, California.  We were down there over the weekend for the funeral of her maternal grandfather–a remarkable man, I must add, but that’s for another post–and we spent a little time revisiting her old neighborhood.  This house is just a few blocks away from the home where she grew up and belonged to a family that my wife used to babysit for frequently.  That said, the house has a much more historic and important place in American pop culture.

So submit your guesses.  Your e-card awaits!

For those of you who have designs on raising the next crop of nerds, here’s a great little Christmas gift to get your kids off on the right formative track.

Though this little fable is relatively obvious and unimaginative, it does at least have an entertaining and all-too-true moral pay-off.  The geeks in the room will appreciate it more than others, but the moral is generally applicable.

Enjoy.

When a video leaves me speechless, I guess the only thing I can do is post it and let it…uh…scream for itself.

I guess I could mourn the absence of witty commentary in this post with deeply-rooted primal screams.  Or at least Motley Crue’s totally awesome rock anthem Primal Scream.