Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
This might have been the single greatest latenight musical performance in history.
Coupled with the giant ground sloth's skeleton spraying Beluga caviar on an original Picasso, and Conan's class at handling an impossible situation, this was one of the finest hours of television I have ever seen.
Long may you run, Conan. Long may you run...
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
So there I was, spending some quality time with my Grandma tonight. We'd just finished dinner and were sitting by the fire, taking in an entertaining and intellectually stimulating half-hour of America's Favourite Quiz Show, when I somehow experienced a 'Nam-like flashback to the single greatest moment in gameshow history: Cliff Clavin's answer on Final Jeopardy.
For those who are too young to remember, here it is in all of it's splendour.
By the way, is it possible that I somehow forgot how glorious Alex Trebek's moustache was? Shame on me...
In a related story, here's a link to an article about TV's Greatest Moustaches. Oh November, how I long for you...
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
OK. Full disclosure.
When I saw the trailer for Avatar last month, I said to my wife: "That looks like the single worst movie ever made. You couldn't pay me to go see that."
(In fact, after watching this trailer again, I stick by those words. That trailer makes this look like the worst movie of all-time)But when you spend prolonged stretches of time in Peru, your choices of movies playing in the theatre are somewhat limited (most are either gruesome terror movies or dubbed-over cartoons). And one of my guilty pleasures in life is going to the movies and scarfing down popcorn and slugging back a gallon of Inca Kola. And also... I've never seen a movie in 3-D, and I've always secretly longed to put on a pair of those funky glasses.
And so it was. I went to see Avatar last night. And I loved it.
Yes, it was highly entertaining. Yes, it had a wonderful message. Yes, it was a convincing critique of latter-day imperialism. And yes, it was a stunning visual accomplishment, particularly in 3-D.
But above everything else, the reason I loved Avatar was because for stretches of the movie, I felt like I was under the influence of Ayahuasca.
There were so many aspects of this movie that drew upon the ayahuasca experience that upon immediately leaving the theatre, I first hugged a tree (literally), and then proclaimed that I'd be willing to bet anything that the person who wrote that script (James Cameron, apparently) has worked with ayahuasca.
From the way the lead character enters the mind and body of his avatar (laying down and fading into a trance-like state), to the flourescent trippy night-time colours enveloping everything, to the indecipherability between the two worlds, how the Na'vi people connect with nature, the healing powers of nature, and how the Na'vi people are able to communicate with the spirits of all things living past and present... Everything points to the types of things you see, feel, and experience while working with ayahuasca. Hell, even the giant tree that the Na'vi people live in resembles a gigantic ayahuasca vine.
So if you have ever wondered what it was like to experience the effects of ayahuasca, but, you know... you didn't want to travel to the Amazon for 9 days and drink a vile liquid that would ultimately make you feel like you were dying... Checking out Avatar in 3-D might be your best bet for a poor man's rendition.
But as they say, there's no substitute for the real thing.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Dark side selling out...
The Big Winner
The Bigger Winner
Cat in Pirate's Alley
Nobody likes one
Best Man Sandwich
4 months away...
The secret to longevity...