Saw the first two episodes of Lost. Basic opionions is that it looks quite good even if the Independent has a point saying that everyone's sense of humour and irony seem to have been seriously misplaced. Sorry but there did appear to be a distinct lack of gallows humour or coping humour or anything else similar. Most of the characters seem to be nice enough. I presume Jack's assholishness becomes apparent later, ditto with Kate, she seems useful although I don't get why she panics sometimes and not others (remembering to get the keys on the plane is seriously not panicking). Jack's panic mantra sounds a lot like Paul Atredies' or rather the Bene Geserit anti-fear mantra. I put down most of the stupid things Charlie did to effects of addiction. May actually love Sayid and Hurley for they are practical people, as long as you don't expect Hurley to deal with blood. Am intrigued by the monster and the polar bear. I think the monster might be a dinosaur, and that we're on the land that time forgot.
Boone seems sweet if useless, his sister is a pain. Locke is strange, am liable to call Vincent 'Bouncer', I like Walt, he's reasonable. Sawyer is an idiot but I was expecting that. My favourite scene had to be the one where Hurley and Sayid are on the beach and Sayid says he was a comms officer in the first Gulf War and Hurley asks what unit, and Sayid says he was with the Republican guard, and there was this perfectly timed awkward pause from Hurley. And the one piece of gallows humour with Sayid's tiny curl of the lip that said he was used to this reaction. Yay for a mainstream TV show with an Iraqi good guy, even if he's played by an Indian actor.
Actually talking about Indian actors, Ashwaria Rai is the new face of Loreal. (Is happily shocked) Because really she is one of the most beautiful women in the world. It's kind of nice that now you don't have to be white to be beautiful. Also then maybe the major cosmetic companies might actually make foundation and concealer for people with not-exactly white skin. (Is a member of the olive skinned)
It's blasted wierd seeing Sark on CSI. David Anders does such a good job on a Brit accident that hearing him talking normally is wierd. However, on a similar tip, Jennifer Garner should never be allowed to speak German on Alias ever, she is that dreadful. Saw her in the episode that also has Robin Sachs in and he was the only person who sounded vaguely German.
Ended up watching the end of 'Celebrity Stars in their Eyes' and the guy who was Morten Haaken was perfect, or nearly, which is pretty difficult.
Sign of brain turning to mush - watching Kaiser Chiefs at Glastonbury. They're playing 'I predict a Riot' and I think 'I really must get hold of this album'. Conveniently forgetting that I already have a copy. I like them a lot more than the Futureheads because at least the Kaiser Chiefs are doing something interesting with their blatently obvious 70s new wave influences, as opposed to the Futureheads. That being said have I mentioned how happy I am that I'm alive for the Brit-Pop revival. Brit-Pop was the first music scene I remember. Ten years ago and I was 10-11 and just starting to get into pop music and I got Pulp, Blur, Oasis, Suede, the Manics and the rest as my introduction. It doesn't get much better. And now there's kids that age getting Franz Ferdinand, the Kaiser Chiefs, the Futureheads, Maximo Park, Bloc Party, et al as theirs. It's wonderful. (Getting strangely misty eyed over this.)
Another reason I love James Blunt (yes I know, hideously obvious lyrics and generally wet drip manner and all) is that music critics hate him. It's normally a good sign. Red hates music critics, hates them. Also for an ex-Army type (a tank officer at that) he's awfully un-macho. And he has a ridiculously whispery, soft, high-pitched speaking voice. It's odd.
Much prefer Martha Wainright to Rufus and their Dad to both of them. I feel so odd because I heard Loudon Wainright before either of his children. Thanks John Peel. That's the worst of this Glasto, no John Peel. You always hear about people when they die and they say that they made such a large contribution to their field and normally it's exaggerated but with him it wasn't. There isn't a alternative band in the world that doesn't owe some debt to him. I've meant to make a huge post about him for so long but it always seems a bit over the top because I never met him. For those that don't know, he was a DJ. No, he was THE DJ. He played stuff he liked. And it ranged from really quiet Chinese folk music to stupidly fast loud extreme death thrash metal. Next to each other if possible. And that was it. For 40 years near enough. He was the only DJ who was with Radio 1 from that start and he was a late night treasure. He was funny and charming and brilliant. And, stupid though it sounds since I never met him and only listened to his radio show for a couple of years, I miss him.
Hearing the reformed Las doing 'There She Goes' is one of the joys of this Glasto, up there with Brian Wilson. Anyone who thinks Sixpence None the Richer's version of this is okay needs to be shot. And then stabbed. And I mean it and I'm not being excessive. (Oh that old Brit-Pop list should include Cast.)
I might not be a huge fan of the Killers but I will admit they're good and dashed if the lead singer isn't hot. Okay so since I like cute little indie boys I'm enjoying the indie re-explosion a lot more than I should.
Hee Kasabian. They're from Leicester, don't you know. Anyone else think they sound like the Stone Roses?
'Love Will Tear Us Apart' - the only love song that tells the truth. Romantic love is an illness we're expected to contract but it only hurts. Then again you know what they say about cynics - disappointed romantics and I'm definitely that ;) . Also see reason 15 why Nuf's Sam is an idiot - not that he doesn't like this song, which I can understand, but he doesn't get why other people like it. Not that heart breaking tune, not the atmosphere, not the despairing lyrics. He's beyond my understanding and beneath my contempt.
Politics I can cope with opposing views, music I can't. Never understood why. And it's not even all the bands. I mean be as mean as you want about the Manics, Razorlight, Franz Ferdinand, the Corries, Gorkys and all but be mean about New Order or Cast and I start foaming at the mouth. It's bizarre.
Ian Brown :) Also :) Willy Mason, hadn't actually heard his stuff before now. I find myself charmed.
Jack White continues to dress like the coolest cat on the block. I once again find myself coveting his outfit.
Razorlight! (insanely huge grin) Oh they're another new Brit-pop band. And oh I love them.
Hayseed Dixie doing Ace of Spades is one of those things that everyone should hear once. Important details - metal done in blue-grass style. Not that bad actually, despite the description.
Dear Jo Whiley - I love you lots, but it is impossible for me to enjoy Coldplay. In much the same way that I can't enjoy Keane. Their music is just too there and bland.
Just for my own references:
Amparanoia
Baaba Maal
Rodrigo y Gabriele
Femi Kuti
Hee I swear that the TV schedulers love me. I got 'The Four Musketeers' this afternoon just at the right time for me to have gone out for my Sunday dinner and come back. Then I got 'The Mask of Zorro' tonight, and next Sunday I get 'The Count of Monte Cristo'. Of course if The Count of Monte Cristo turns out to be a dreadful film you will find out about it. Although I sense I will enjoy it no matter what.
The only Dumas adaptation I've ever seen and disliked was the 1992 Three Musketeers with Keifer Sutherland, Charlie Sheen, Chris O'Donnell and Oliver Platt, with Tim Curry as Cardinal Richelieu (yes, imagine the look on my face now. I love Tim Curry, but he is not the Cardinal) and Michael Wincott as Rochefort (who is good) and Paul McGann randomly being two different characters for no discernable reason. And they completely changed the plot, so none of the scenes make sense or work. 'Cause the scene where Athos tells D'Artagnan about his 'friend' and his wife that's supposed to make you feel something, pity or sadness, and when Athos faces Milady to get the Carte Blanche, it's supposed to hurt because Athos still loves her, he'll never stop loving her, and he knows she's evil. And Milady's death scene with them acting as her judges, again with the goosebumps and the ouch! but the 1992 version does have that, no impact, and it's not that none of these people can act.
Sorry about that, I feel strongly about these things. Is practically a member of the Dumas Club ;)
( Short spoiler for The Man In the Iron Mask )Like I said, Dumas Club bound.
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