<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313</id><updated>2011-12-13T19:32:43.984-06:00</updated><category term='Remake'/><category term='Cassingle rewind'/><category term='TV'/><category term='1980s'/><category term='Ruth Rendell'/><category term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><category term='Music'/><category term='TV on DVD'/><category term='Electronic and synthpop'/><category term='Horror'/><category term='Game shows'/><category term='Arty/independent movies'/><category term='DVD'/><category term='Video games'/><category term='Hot lists'/><category term='Stephen King'/><category term='Suspense/thriller'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='Other stuff'/><category term='Drama'/><category term='Sci-fi'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Jeblog</title><subtitle type='html'>The journal of an obsessive entertainment junkie. Irreverent reviews and commentary on movies, DVD/Blu-Ray, TV, music and books with an emphasis on the horror genre and an affinity for entertainment of or rooted in the 1980s.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>266</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6666974579407395201</id><published>2011-09-08T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T21:17:06.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>DirecTV adds AMC-HD, finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Akg8T0GE8J4/Tml0fknyXhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/oFj0XRTQWqY/s1600/amc+hd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Akg8T0GE8J4/Tml0fknyXhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/oFj0XRTQWqY/s200/amc+hd.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early this year I switched from cable to satellite because I got a new HDTV, and Comcast's HD lineup is almost nonexistent in my hamlet. SD is fine on SD televisions, but it stinks on an HD set; I avoid it if possible. I tried Dish first, but the installer said there was no line of sight, so I ended up going with DirecTV. And the one sinking feeling I had about that came when I realized AMC was not offered in HD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;That's changing tomorrow morning&amp;nbsp; (Friday, Sept. 9), as AMC-HD launches on DirecTV. I'm stoked for two leading reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;One &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; The annual marathon of Halloween movies lasting a week or two, 24 hours a day (minus infomercials, probably). This is good fun and excellent background fodder around Halloween. And if I decide to watch &lt;b&gt;Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Corridors of Blood&lt;/b&gt;, they'll look crisp and lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Two &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; The return of &lt;b&gt;The Walking Dead&lt;/b&gt;, which is set for Oct. 16. Tired as the zombie subgenre is, this series works beautifully because it's character driven in a very Stephen King-miniseries kind of way. I'd love to see AMC continue to move in this direction and become the de facto horror network of choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Now, if only Direct would add BBC America, IFC, GSN, E!, Reelz, etc. in HD …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6666974579407395201?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6666974579407395201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6666974579407395201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6666974579407395201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6666974579407395201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/09/directv-adds-amc-hd-finally.html' title='DirecTV adds AMC-HD, finally'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Akg8T0GE8J4/Tml0fknyXhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/oFj0XRTQWqY/s72-c/amc+hd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-9173097163201640778</id><published>2011-09-08T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T17:57:19.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: A song you can dance to (day 9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Banjos and fiddles set to a Eurodance beat — brilliant! I remember hearing Rednex' take on the traditional song "Cotton Eye Joe" (or "Cotton-Eyed Joe") on the radio a few times back in '95 alongside mid-90s chestnuts like Nicki French's dance cover of "Total Eclipse of the Heart." It's all executed with a wink and a nod, but some snooty folks who apparently don't like to have fun have seen fit to include this one on some worst songs lists (what is the point of such an exercise, other than to denigrate?). A couple of years ago I was taking photos at a summer festival in Iuka, Miss., and came across a local square dance group performing to this song, which I found a tad surprising and surreal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/baFlfAH2KQQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/baFlfAH2KQQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/baFlfAH2KQQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-9173097163201640778?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/9173097163201640778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=9173097163201640778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/9173097163201640778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/9173097163201640778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/09/30-day-song-challenge-song-you-can.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: A song you can dance to (day 9)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1341122201932169630</id><published>2011-09-08T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:42:27.945-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: A song you know all the words to (day 8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I could only think of one, and it might be a little bit of a cheat: "The Samurai in Autumn" by the Pet Shop Boys. I do, indeed, know all of the lyrics, which are thus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's not as easy as it was&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or as difficult as it could be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the Samurai in autumn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And no more than that in this largely instrumental track. Certainly not difficult to remember, and I have always imagined that the lines are about the boys themselves in their late career period, when only the diehards care anymore (although, knowing Neil Tennant, it probably has to do with an historical figure). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've always found this to be the highlight of their &lt;b&gt;Release&lt;/b&gt; album (2002), which turned off the hardcore synthpop crowd with its "rock" aspirations. This peppy yet moody dance number, plopped midway through amongst dense, boring guitar slogs like "Birthday Boy" and "Love Is a Catastrophe," feels like PSB doing what they ought to be doing; it even evokes the brilliant experimental vibe of &lt;b&gt;Relentless&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/odhVPmdQR-Y/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odhVPmdQR-Y&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odhVPmdQR-Y&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1341122201932169630?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1341122201932169630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1341122201932169630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1341122201932169630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1341122201932169630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/09/30-day-song-challenge-song-you-know-all.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: A song you know all the words to (day 8)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-2931131186743669180</id><published>2011-09-05T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T14:36:54.885-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: A song that reminds you of a certain event (day 7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sean Kingston's "Fire Burning" was ubiquitous on the radio in the summer of 2009. I'm not his target audience, but this synthy, RedOne-produced jam is breezy fun. It became tied in my mind to shopping excursions for and the eventual purchase of a new car that summer after driving a 1989 Pontiac well beyond its reasonable years of use. Kingston set the dancefloor on fire as I drove to the dealership; while I did my test drive; and when I eventually drove home in a sexy new car. What I don't like is the lyrical use of "shawty;" it's time for that one to be retired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/YkyhvCdJ_vM/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkyhvCdJ_vM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkyhvCdJ_vM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-2931131186743669180?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/2931131186743669180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=2931131186743669180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2931131186743669180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2931131186743669180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/09/30-day-song-challenge-song-that-reminds.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: A song that reminds you of a certain event (day 7)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6749072828341954068</id><published>2011-09-04T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T15:46:20.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Season of the Witch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDcsHp1j-z8/TmPfDvVTSrI/AAAAAAAAAbw/AZO6H4GRj4g/s1600/season+of+the+witch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDcsHp1j-z8/TmPfDvVTSrI/AAAAAAAAAbw/AZO6H4GRj4g/s1600/season+of+the+witch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;1.5&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Despite a lot of bad reviews, I approached this Nicolas Cage vehicle with an open mind, because it's a horror movie and I have previously come to the defense of his similarly maligned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/09/movies-wicker-man-2006.html" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Wicker Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;. The plot finds Cage and Ron Perlman, a pair of medieval swashbucklers, charged with transporting an alleged witchy woman on a long journey to meet her judgement. This is preceded by a series of battle sequences that show Cage and Perlman tiring of their bloody adventures while engaging in supremely hammy dialogue about things like who's buying the drinks tonight. The movie fails to do much with its villain; a sequence in which Cage's entourage tries to get her carriage across a decaying bridge is more entertaining than anything she conjures up. There's also a twist in play here, and it's not uninteresting, but it is the most blatantly obvious twist I've ever seen. I'm not one of those types who's always bragging that I had it figured out in the first 30 minutes, but I pretty much saw it coming right away. The movie climaxes with an action-filled throwdown, but the best I can say for all of this is that some of the scenes look terrific in 1080p. Note that the movie has no connection to George Romero's 1976 movie of the same name or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Halloween III: Season of the Witch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; from 1982.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6749072828341954068?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6749072828341954068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6749072828341954068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6749072828341954068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6749072828341954068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/09/season-of-witch.html' title='Season of the Witch'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDcsHp1j-z8/TmPfDvVTSrI/AAAAAAAAAbw/AZO6H4GRj4g/s72-c/season+of+the+witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-4754808809444144471</id><published>2011-08-31T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T19:54:59.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: A song that reminds you of somewhere (day 6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've always loved music and I often marvel at how certain songs become attached to a random moment or place in time — even the mundane moments that have no reason to be memorable. Today's tune, Robert Plant's "I Believe" (which could also fit day 14 — a song some might be surprised that I love), is one of those songs. Whenever I hear its plaintive melodies, I always remember a specific moment when I heard it on the radio in 1993. I was driving home from college (Ole Miss) at the end of a semester after taking my last exam, packing up and hitting the road to Corinth. I was on the twisty snake known as Mississippi Highway 30, somewhere in the edge of or a little east of the Holly Springs National Forest, where the two-lane highway bobs and weaves amongst kudzu-covered northeast Mississippi hills. And the image that's attached is the setting sun beaming through the trees as Plant elegizes his lost son, who died as a young child. "I Believe" has a hypnotic, dreamy quality that sticks with the soul, and the pain that birthed this beauty is evident:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Big fire, on top of the hill&lt;br /&gt;A worthless gesture, and last farewell&lt;br /&gt;Tears from your Mother, from the pits of her soul&lt;br /&gt;Look at your Father, see his blood run cold&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind, you are free&lt;br /&gt;Just a whisper, I hear you, so talk to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/4OUBWFdUHa8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4OUBWFdUHa8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4OUBWFdUHa8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-4754808809444144471?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/4754808809444144471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=4754808809444144471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4754808809444144471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4754808809444144471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/08/30-day-song-challenge-song-that-reminds.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: A song that reminds you of somewhere (day 6)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1667567643526569956</id><published>2011-08-29T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T20:43:11.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: An obscure song that you love (day 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7KA41nIl2U8/Tlw_7e2HLnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mQe5Gjo1TFQ/s1600/carol+hitchcock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7KA41nIl2U8/Tlw_7e2HLnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mQe5Gjo1TFQ/s200/carol+hitchcock.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Note: I'm asking readers to indulge me today as I'm exercising some editorial discretion and replacing "a song that reminds you of someone" with today's alternate category of my choosing.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The production triumvirate of Stock, Aitken &amp;amp; Waterman was responsible for some pop gems and some awful music in the late '80s. One of their happy accidents was Carol Hitchcock, who got no further than the release of a single, "Get Ready," in 1987. The song hit #56 in the UK and, best I can tell, missed the Billboard Hot 100 entirely. That's a shame, because it's a cracking cover of the Motown classic, with SAW in top form and Hitchcock, whose bald look unfortunately became the most notable thing about her in terms of pop history, pulling off a competent vocal performance. But what I'd like to call your attention to is the single's B-side, Hitchcock's take on "More Than Words Can Say," a SAW ballad that had already appeared on Mel &amp;amp; Kim's SAW-produced album and that would also go on to be butchered by Hazell Dean as her B-side to "Love Pains." The Mel &amp;amp; Kim version sounds like a weak Rick Astley album cut — in other words, chintzy. Judging by the few comments on the YouTube video below, however, I may be in the minority in believing Hitchcock pulled off the definitive version of this track, thanks to a convincing vocal and a rare moment of restraint on the part of SAW, who approach the ballad with a delicate touch, playing up the guitar riffs and setting aside the dance track. This effective song could have been something in the right time and place — I can easily imagine an established chanteuse like Laura Branigan singing it and Casey Kasem counting it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/azRueTkArp0"&gt;"More Than Words Can Say" by Carol Hitchcock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1667567643526569956?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1667567643526569956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1667567643526569956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1667567643526569956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1667567643526569956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/08/30-day-song-challenge-obscure-song-that.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: An obscure song that you love (day 5)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7KA41nIl2U8/Tlw_7e2HLnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mQe5Gjo1TFQ/s72-c/carol+hitchcock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3994080792372599004</id><published>2011-08-25T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:10:25.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: A song that makes you sad (day 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Alanis Morrissette regained my attention in a big way with 2008's &lt;b&gt;Flavors of Entanglement&lt;/b&gt;, which was partly inspired by the end of a relationship. This wrenching ballad, which serves as a companion piece to the equally brilliant single "Not As We," mourns the moment that Alanis has to lay down her torch for the one she loves. What really gets me is how it memorializes love in the small details, the things that she will remember when she is alone and that will cause a tear to slip down her cheek:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss your smell and your style&lt;br /&gt;And your pure abiding way&lt;br /&gt;Miss your approach to life&lt;br /&gt;And your body in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Miss your take on anything&lt;br /&gt;And the music you would play&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It admittedly has Morrissette's perhaps overly familiar lyrical structure involving a list of things, but I think it's one of her finest moments as a songwriter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/T9SlvhDvTVQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T9SlvhDvTVQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T9SlvhDvTVQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-3994080792372599004?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/3994080792372599004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=3994080792372599004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3994080792372599004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3994080792372599004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/08/30-day-song-challenge-song-that-makes_25.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: A song that makes you sad (day 4)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-858524105914864042</id><published>2011-08-22T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T18:04:40.041-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: A song that makes you happy (day 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;There are songs you like, and then there are songs that make you &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; something. Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark's "(Forever) Live and Die," a #19 hit in 1986, has always been one of those for me. And despite lyrics about "why you make me want to cry," it does give me a happy feeling, because there's just something powerfully evocative in that lovely synth and brass production (props to Stephen Hague) and those ascending vocal harmonies. The feeling it evokes is also tinged with nostalgia, although the only thing it really reminds me of is standing at the door waiting for the school bus while the song played on VH1 in the background. I didn't own the song until many years later when I got an OMD compilation; I had no idea what the name of the song was, in fact, although the tune had stuck with me through the years. I particularly like the dreamy, lilting intro, and the brassy instrumental bridge. It all somehow combines to feel like a perfect autumn day spent on a carnival ride, holding hands with the one you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/moFiaQPCl04/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/moFiaQPCl04&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/moFiaQPCl04&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-858524105914864042?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/858524105914864042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=858524105914864042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/858524105914864042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/858524105914864042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/08/30-day-song-challenge-song-that-makes.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: A song that makes you happy (day 3)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1630110050012482633</id><published>2011-08-21T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T15:11:30.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot lists'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: Your least favorite song (day 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/UXxRyNvTPr8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UXxRyNvTPr8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UXxRyNvTPr8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;As with choosing a favorite, there are so many possibilities, and I strongly considered Warrant's "Cherry Pie" and Nickelback's "Photograph" before settling on "One Sweet Day," Mariah Carey and Boyz II Men's record-holder for most weeks at number one (16) on the Billboard Hot 100. Given the song's earnest sentiment, this may seem cold, but I truly hated this inescapable, overwrought treacle from the first time I heard it. My animosity towards it also reflects my loathing of that time in mid-90s radio, when R&amp;amp;B had taken over and every chart-topper seemed to be there for 10 weeks or more; it was as if radio decided we would only listen to about 40 songs per year. I have equal loathing for Boys II Men's "I'll Make Love to You" and "End of the Road." Before I'm accused of being a hater, it should be noted that both artists have songs that I do like, and Mariah hovers just outside the top 50 on my &lt;a href="http://last.fm/user/TheJebber"&gt;last.fm&lt;/a&gt; artist chart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1630110050012482633?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1630110050012482633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1630110050012482633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1630110050012482633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1630110050012482633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/08/30-day-song-challenge-your-least.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: Your least favorite song (day 2)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1771891123538773832</id><published>2011-08-20T17:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T17:51:31.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30-Day Song Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>30-Day Song Challenge: Your favorite song (day 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Seriously, how do you pick just one? I could spend a year whittling it down to a short list of possibilities. So, I've chosen one of the standout songs, "Alive," from my favorite album of last year, Goldfrapp's &lt;b&gt;Head First&lt;/b&gt;. It's a little more sunny and positive than the typical 'frapp tune, and it's arguably the best example of the album's brilliant melding of synthy '80s pop sounds into their modern, elegant dance music. The cheeky video complements the upbeat vibe with an odd mix of vampires, zombies and '80s workout video; you wouldn't be surprised to see Olivia Newton John suddenly pop out, dressed in the spandex from her "Physical" video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/tSdZAkA4VpA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSdZAkA4VpA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSdZAkA4VpA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;With this post, I'm kicking off the 30-Day Song Challenge, which has been a popular Facebook meme. I'm rarely on Facebook, so I didn't stumble across it until checking out &lt;a href="http://daftmonk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daft Monk's blog&lt;/a&gt;, where he's just wrapped up the challenge. Check out his answers for a good read. I'm already well intrigued by how these deceptively simple categories make you stop and consider the music that defines you. One caveat for my list — I do plan to swap out a handful of the categories for something I think is more interesting; there are a few of them for which I simply don't have an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1771891123538773832?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1771891123538773832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1771891123538773832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1771891123538773832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1771891123538773832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/08/30-day-song-challenge-your-favorite.html' title='30-Day Song Challenge: Your favorite song (day 1)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5844322454877959024</id><published>2011-08-20T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T14:30:47.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Insidious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dALQFLhia8/TlAJzNgWbBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/OFW17_qwcMU/s1600/insidious.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dALQFLhia8/TlAJzNgWbBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/OFW17_qwcMU/s200/insidious.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;2.5&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The extent to which this movie got generally favorable reviews suggests that our collective craving for a thoughtful, frightening movie has gone unsatiated of late. Competently and stylishly executed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Insidious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; certainly is better than the typical horror abomination of the week such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Darkness Falls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;, which I had the misfortune of watching on satellite a few nights ago, but it doesn't earn a spot on the top shelf, either. The trailer gave away the movie's best line — "It's not the house that's haunted" — and this plot centering on a troubled child is definitely not staking out original territory. In fact, I couldn't help thinking of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Poltergeist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;, given that both have a child trapped in another realm, a paranormal investigation team that comes in to assist, and a rescue attempt by one of the parents. It doesn't help that we have a villian that looks like a Sith lord lost from the set of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Star Wars: The Phantom Menace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Saw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; director James Wan at the helm, it isn't surprising that subtletly gets lost. The best part of the movie is the fairly brief appearance of the paranormal investigators led by Lin Shaye, who brings a certain gravitas, even if she is no Tangina. A couple of bumbling and bickering assistants provide some comic relief, but, by this point, the movie is trending more silly than unsettling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5844322454877959024?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5844322454877959024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5844322454877959024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5844322454877959024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5844322454877959024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/08/insidious.html' title='Insidious'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dALQFLhia8/TlAJzNgWbBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/OFW17_qwcMU/s72-c/insidious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1186001969057971969</id><published>2011-08-14T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T13:23:05.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Erasure's forthcoming album art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whZt8zXdzEM/Tkgx5YbLr7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/g_KTXtk9Y7E/s1600/erasure+tomorrow%2527s+world.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whZt8zXdzEM/Tkgx5YbLr7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/g_KTXtk9Y7E/s400/erasure+tomorrow%2527s+world.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've long been a fan of Erasure's sleeve art as well as their music, with some rare exceptions, such as the uninspired, cheap-looking artwork for the &lt;b&gt;Other People's Songs&lt;/b&gt; campaign. It got a big dodgy again for the last album, &lt;b&gt;Light at the End of the World&lt;/b&gt;; I remember someone commenting that it looked like a Zale's jewelry circular. And now, the artwork for &lt;b&gt;Tomorrow's World&lt;/b&gt;, which looks like a fairy's heart exploded butterflies, is leaving me cold. Based on sculpture by Kate MacDowell, it looks like something that would be on the cover of a 12-year-old girl's diary. I'm not feeling it, but at least buzz is good for the Frankmusic-produced album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1186001969057971969?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1186001969057971969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1186001969057971969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1186001969057971969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1186001969057971969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/08/erasures-forthcoming-album-art.html' title='Erasure&apos;s forthcoming album art'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-whZt8zXdzEM/Tkgx5YbLr7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/g_KTXtk9Y7E/s72-c/erasure+tomorrow%2527s+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6777623336950378335</id><published>2011-07-14T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T13:10:44.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV on DVD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>The folly of Netflix streaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jeUazdcN6Ug/Th8ws3fDoaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/kJ00_Z6zROw/s1600/netflix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="92" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jeUazdcN6Ug/Th8ws3fDoaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/kJ00_Z6zROw/s200/netflix.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For a company that has gotten things so right most of the time, Netflix's new price hike seems punitive and incredibly boneheaded. Customers will now pay the price, literally, for the company's misguided placing of all its eggs in the streaming basket as the studios demand higher and higher fees for streaming rights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'll be switching to the $7.99 DVD-only plan with Blu-Ray. Streaming plus DVD plus Blu-Ray is no longer a deal after two price increases within the space of months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And it's not that I'm a streaming naysayer. I got a Roku late last year, thinking that I'd love it. I have enjoyed it from time to time, but the streaming selection is notoriously mediocre, and there's the larger problem of picture quality. I have a cable broadband connection, but I almost never get an HD stream. I've invested in a quality home theater, and I don't care to watch VHS or less quality on my new HDTV. I think many people agree with me, whether it's because of broadband issues or the desire to have top-notch picture quality. Netflix has made a surprisingly large miscalculation in its attempt to jettison the DVD side of its business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It may be a few months down the road, but I predict Netlix backs off the new pricing and cuts the fees to some middle ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6777623336950378335?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6777623336950378335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6777623336950378335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6777623336950378335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6777623336950378335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/07/folly-of-netflix-streaming.html' title='The folly of Netflix streaming'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jeUazdcN6Ug/Th8ws3fDoaI/AAAAAAAAAbg/kJ00_Z6zROw/s72-c/netflix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8412422176276622591</id><published>2011-06-08T21:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:27:10.396-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><title type='text'>GSN brings Lingo back from the grave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUVnD6GmuBw/TfAvWr6R9oI/AAAAAAAAAbc/on4m-E9E2ug/s1600/lingo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUVnD6GmuBw/TfAvWr6R9oI/AAAAAAAAAbc/on4m-E9E2ug/s1600/lingo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;3.0&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;No love for Chuck Woolery? Such is the state of game shows in the 2010s, an era in which game show hosts get by not on their polished presentation skills but on their resumes as comedians or C-list personalities. Classic-era host Chuck Woolery helmed GSN's 2002-2007 revival of &lt;b&gt;Lingo&lt;/b&gt;, a relatively obscure format that had a single syndicated season in the late 1980s, and it is somewhat surprisingly back (given that GSN seems to think tawdry relationship shows is now its bread and butter) in a slightly tweaked version now helmed by "blue-collar comedian" Bill Engvall. Illogical a pick as the new host may be, he has brought some appreciable deadpan wit to the format, a combination of word game and Bingo in which teams try to guess five-letter words to earn the right to draw a couple of balls which can help them score a Lingo on a numbered field set up like a Bingo card. Adding insult to Woolery's exit is that the show has now added a clue for each word in a style ripped from NBC's &lt;b&gt;Scrabble&lt;/b&gt;, hosted by Woolery for the duration of its exceptionally enjoyable run of 1,300-plus episodes from 1984 to 1990 and again briefly in 1993. While the new, genreric rock music theme is another dubious move, GSN deserves kudos for making some overdue changes — correct guesses and Lingos now earn cash rather than points for the winning team, and the cable network has finally made the obvious move of including prize balls amongst the drawing lot, as well as a wild ball that, when selected, can be used to fill any open slot on the Lingo card. I'd also suggest a progressive jackpot ball — those side elements can break the monotony of a highly repetitive format (think &lt;b&gt;Super Password&lt;/b&gt;'s always-fun Cash Word). GSN has remade &lt;b&gt;Lingo&lt;/b&gt;'s end game in a way that boringly excises the Bingo element; the teams just try to breeze through five words in 90 seconds to collect $100,000 — an awful lot of loot for a simple, if compelling, word game. And, unfortunately, the game has stripped away a level of Woolery-era&amp;nbsp; class by wallowing in inuendo. It needs "enema" as one of its five-letter words (I'm not making that up) as much as it needs Big Money Syndrome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lingo airs at 7 p.m. (Central) weekdays on GSN&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8412422176276622591?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8412422176276622591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8412422176276622591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8412422176276622591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8412422176276622591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/06/gsn-brings-lingo-back-from-grave.html' title='GSN brings Lingo back from the grave'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yUVnD6GmuBw/TfAvWr6R9oI/AAAAAAAAAbc/on4m-E9E2ug/s72-c/lingo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5774842072970218100</id><published>2011-06-05T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:07:11.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>First impressions: Lady Gaga's Born This Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8YZ0haMv8x4/TewVPJtZhFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/E0ynp8NO47A/s1600/born+this+way+special+edition.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8YZ0haMv8x4/TewVPJtZhFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/E0ynp8NO47A/s1600/born+this+way+special+edition.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm still getting to know &lt;b&gt;Born This Way&lt;/b&gt;, but here are some initial impressions of some of this Event Album's tracks (using the special edition):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Born This Way&lt;/span&gt; //&lt;/b&gt; While I don't agree with the lazy comparisons to Madonna's "Express Yourself," the lead single didn't particularly excite me. Not to say I don't like it — it has grown on me and I especially admire the positivity — but it feels a bit overcooked, and, in the long run, I don't think it's a song I'll revisit often. I actually prefer the earthy Country Road Version to the hyper album and single mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Government Hooker&lt;/span&gt; //&lt;/b&gt; Gaga has said she's awfully fond of this one, but I'm inclined to skip it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Judas&lt;/span&gt; //&lt;/b&gt; Insistent, addictive and deserving of better than its chart performance thus far. If we could fix the first half of the bridge, it would be Gaga/RedOne perfection and possibly a bigger radio hit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Scheibe&lt;/span&gt; //&lt;/b&gt; Annoying; a likely skip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Bad Kids / Fashion of His Love&lt;/span&gt; //&lt;/b&gt; I'm finding I like the latter stretch of the album better, starting with these two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Highway Unicorn (Road to Love)&lt;/span&gt; //&lt;/b&gt; Apart from "Judas," this is the one that really grabs me right out of the gate … if I had to choose one favorite at the moment, this is it. That "we can be strong / we can be strong" refrain really digs in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Yoü and I&lt;/span&gt; //&lt;/b&gt; This rock-ish, Queen-assisted ballad feels like a future hit, even if it's easy to imagine Shania Twain doing it on her &lt;b&gt;Come on Over&lt;/b&gt; album (hello, Mutt Lange! Didn't expect to see you here!). I would have flipped its position with "The Edge of Glory" and made this the album closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Granted, the special edition throws in several extra tracks, but can we agree that the album is too long? Chopping three or four tracks could make this a better listen … think of how powerful &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-ga-ga-fame-monster.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Fame Monster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is in its brevity.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Some free advice: With no single really asserting itself after "Born This Way," I'd make a big push for "&lt;/span&gt;Yoü&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; and I."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5774842072970218100?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5774842072970218100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5774842072970218100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5774842072970218100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5774842072970218100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-impressions-lady-gagas-born-this.html' title='First impressions: Lady Gaga&apos;s Born This Way'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8YZ0haMv8x4/TewVPJtZhFI/AAAAAAAAAbY/E0ynp8NO47A/s72-c/born+this+way+special+edition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3209420383765716032</id><published>2011-05-28T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T19:37:51.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Review: The Rite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5F4r7KbM-U/TeGUQ0i3ifI/AAAAAAAAAbU/H0JFnnSIEPQ/s1600/therite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5F4r7KbM-U/TeGUQ0i3ifI/AAAAAAAAAbU/H0JFnnSIEPQ/s200/therite.jpg" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;2.5&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Exorcism flick &lt;b&gt;The Rite&lt;/b&gt; may lack spewed pea soup, but it does have Anthony Hopkins doing his thing, and doing it well. It seems to have become fashionable to trash the bulk of his latter day output, but I'm content to feast on these morsels in anticipation of the next pleasant surprise, such as the excellent thriller &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/05/movies-fracture.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fracture&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Somewhat similar in tone to &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-hangover.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Exorcism of Emily Rose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Rite&lt;/b&gt;, directed by Mikael Håfström, who helmed the so-so adaptation of Stephen King's &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/dvd-1408.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1408&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, is one of those movies that easily sets itself apart from the baser majority of horror films while, at the same time, failing to ever be truly compelling. It's set in Rome with Hopkins as a veteran exorcist who's given an apprentice of sorts — an American seminary student (Colin O'Donoghue) who is coming down with a bout of atheism. The church has decreed more exorcists are needed, and the student's mentor decides a tour of duty with the exorcist will cure what ails him. The movie offers two exorcisms, the first centering on several sequences with a young girl who contorts and gets fiesty, and the second serving as a twisty curveball in the movie's closing stretch and the ultimate test of the student's doubt. Neither takes us anywhere we haven't been before, but it pushes some of the right buttons over the course of its too-long 120-plus minutes, and Hopkins, as always, is worthy of our faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The Rite is available now on Blu-Ray, DVD and pay per view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-3209420383765716032?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/3209420383765716032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=3209420383765716032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3209420383765716032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3209420383765716032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-rite.html' title='Review: The Rite'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5F4r7KbM-U/TeGUQ0i3ifI/AAAAAAAAAbU/H0JFnnSIEPQ/s72-c/therite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-4099068434212342059</id><published>2011-05-23T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:37:01.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Cheap Gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkeoQmJYjYM/Tdsm-T2ZsvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/suUL_I6a29Y/s1600/born+this+way+album.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkeoQmJYjYM/Tdsm-T2ZsvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/suUL_I6a29Y/s200/born+this+way+album.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had no doubt Lady Gaga's new album &lt;b&gt;Born This Way&lt;/b&gt; would pop out a little early, but seeing Amazon pimp it for 99 cents since around midnight &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a surprise. It's an obvious pick for deal of the day, which is sometimes as low as $1.99, but this redefines "loss leader." It's probably a smart move by Amazon, which is looking to goose its share of digital music sales, since this will likely be the biggest album release of the year, and the gimmick price will lure sales and a flurry of blog posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A quick look over at iTunes reveals they're having none of this madness, with the regular edition going for $11.99 and the special for $15.99, with a bonus remix of "Judas" by Thomas Gold available (hope it's better than all the other ones — sorry, Hurts and Goldfrapp).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm wondering: Would it be silly to buy the regular edition for 99 cents and then individually download the missing special edition tracks? Yeah, it probably would. Looks like I'll be going with the special edition on Amazon for $12.99.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-4099068434212342059?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/4099068434212342059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=4099068434212342059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4099068434212342059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4099068434212342059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/05/cheap-gaga.html' title='Cheap Gaga'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkeoQmJYjYM/Tdsm-T2ZsvI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/suUL_I6a29Y/s72-c/born+this+way+album.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-853046387609366927</id><published>2011-02-21T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:58:37.114-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>MTV's Skins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm all for MTV giving this a go, but these are my impressions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;• It feels like taking a four-and-a-half star movie from two years ago and reenacting it with lesser actors for no good reason and with embarassing results. (In a similar vein, &lt;b&gt;Let Me In&lt;/b&gt; takes a five-star movie from a couple years ago and reenacts it … but with excellent results.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;• The removal of a straightforward equivalent of the Maxxie character feels like pandering to American male tastes in the worst possible way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;• Watch the BBC original and forget this mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-853046387609366927?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/853046387609366927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=853046387609366927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/853046387609366927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/853046387609366927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2011/02/mtvs-skins.html' title='MTV&apos;s Skins'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-7506898841522822475</id><published>2010-12-26T15:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T20:22:41.213-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Guiltless Pleasures, or, 2010's top albums</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/TRe2fgYKS_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/6sHE3btO1zQ/s1600/goldfrapp+head+first.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/TRe2fgYKS_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/6sHE3btO1zQ/s200/goldfrapp+head+first.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Goldfrapp takes album of the year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My top 10 scrobbled albums of 2010 per Last.fm again reveal that I am mostly out of synch with popular tastes, but who can blame me when the likes of Ke$ha and Katy Perry rule the chart? I like to go with a scrobbling recap rather than devising my own top 10 partly because I'm lazy but also because I like to consider everything current. That said, however, my favorite albums from this year are exactly where they should be on this list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;10 Christmas EP • Pet Shop Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; // Helped the boys retain their usual spot as most-played artist this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;9 Information Society • Information Society&lt;/b&gt; // Had the big single back in the day but never got the full album until this year. The ballad "Repetition" is much better than I remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;8 Don't Stop / All Night EP • Annie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; // I'm throwing in the EP as well because I culled the best tracks from the two into one album of electro-pop goodness. It straddled the end of '09 and early '10, or it would have been closer to the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;7 Kaleidoscope • Tiesto&lt;/b&gt; // The hardcore fans dismissed it as a pop sellout, so naturally I loved it, particulalry "I Will Be Here (Wolfgang Gartner Radio Edit)."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;6 The Fame Monster • Lady GaGa&lt;/b&gt; // Whether you choose to view it as the second album or an EP, clever pop songs like "Bad Romance," "Monster" (how was this &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; a single?),&amp;nbsp; "Dance in the Dark" and "Telephone" make it essential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;5 La Roux • La Roux&lt;/b&gt; // La Roux put out one of the best Erasure albums of all time, and songs like "Fascination" and "As If By Magic" left me slobbering for more. To boot, it was gratifying to see that synthpop like "Bulletproof" can still be embraced by the wasteland of U.S. radio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;4 Fixin' to Thrill • Dragonette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; // I'm a sucker for melody and an '80s sensibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;3 Body Talk • Robyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; // Had the full album emerged earlier in the year, this sly dance album would have made a run at number one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;2 Interpreting the Masters Volume 1: A Tribute to Darryl Hall and John Oates • The Bird and the Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; // Why didn't they just use the brilliant working title, Guiltless Pleasures? That sums it up perfectly in contrast to the bloated, over-compensating title it released under. Nevertheless, this concept worked, with The Bird and the Bee's electro lounge pop marrying perfectly with H&amp;amp;O's pop chestnuts. "One on One," with its mesmerizing synth filigrees, is a song that seems like it ought to be left alone, frozen in the perfect moody '80s production H&amp;amp;O bestowed upon it, but Bird and the Bee manage to create something equally evocative in its own way. However, for me, "She's Gone" is the crowning achievement here. I do wish there had been a less predictable song choice or two — throw me a "Missed Opportunity" or "Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid" for fun. Also around the same time they gave us a soundtrack offering, a very groovy cover of "I'm Into Something Good." Now, who's up for &lt;b&gt;Interpreting the Masters Volume 2: A Tribute to Depeche Mode&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;1 Head First • Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; // My expectations were lowered after the folktronic nirvana of Seventh Tree, but they needn't have been. Golfrapp veered back toward the dancefloor but did so with a set of hypnotic, danceable songs that reference the synth of '80s pop in a most satisfying way; I don't think I've heard music that is so satisfyingly &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; and 1985 at the same time. Brilliant stompers like "Rocket," "Believer" and "Alive" glisten alongside satisfying slow-burns like "Head First" and "Hunt." More, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-7506898841522822475?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/7506898841522822475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=7506898841522822475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7506898841522822475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7506898841522822475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/12/guiltless-pleasures-or-2010s-top-albums.html' title='Guiltless Pleasures, or, 2010&apos;s top albums'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/TRe2fgYKS_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/6sHE3btO1zQ/s72-c/goldfrapp+head+first.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5562074620770678992</id><published>2010-12-11T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T19:48:52.805-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>iTunes store extends song previews to 90 seconds (check your scrobbling)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;You may have heard or noticed by chance, as I did, that Apple in the last few days has extended song previews from 30 to 90 (!) seconds in the iTunes store. The first time I noticed it, I did a double-take, thinking I had somehow accidentally bought the song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;One undesirable side effect that I noticed: In some cases, depending on the song length and your preferences settings in Last.fm's Audio Scrobbler, the preview may be long enough to count the preview as a full play and add it to your profile on Last.fm. I've got my Scrobbler set at 75 percent to count a song as a full play, and that was enough to add two preview plays to my profile. For the stat-obsessed, this could be quite the nagging annoyance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So, the result was Bananarama's "Baby It's Christmas" and Double You and Friends' cover of "Do They Know It's Christmas" from &lt;b&gt;Super Dance Christmas Party Vol. 3&lt;/b&gt; showed up on my Last.fm history merely from listening to the iTunes samples. I deleted the scrobbles on principle (not because those song selections are anything of which one would be ashamed, of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;On the plus side, a 90-second sample is a much better taste of a song — you're less likely to get those clueless samples that only feature the intro of a song or some middle breakdown that is unrepresentative of the whole — and an unexpectedly generous move on Apple's part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5562074620770678992?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5562074620770678992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5562074620770678992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5562074620770678992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5562074620770678992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/12/itunes-store-extends-song-previews-to.html' title='iTunes store extends song previews to 90 seconds (check your scrobbling)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8323338328306638126</id><published>2010-12-04T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T20:33:11.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Apocalypse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Katy Perry's &lt;b&gt;Teenage Dream&lt;/b&gt; album has been nominated for a Grammy award for album of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;That's it, folks. It's all over. If she walks away with a Grammy, I'm quitting music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;If you're looking to nominate a pop album in this category, how does this trash get nominated over Lady Gaga's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The Fame Monster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8323338328306638126?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8323338328306638126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8323338328306638126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8323338328306638126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8323338328306638126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/12/apocalypse.html' title='Apocalypse'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-565801395853488971</id><published>2010-10-31T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:59:04.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Review: Teeth (2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/TM4cRmy7egI/AAAAAAAAAao/X6V_P_iLvw4/s1600/teeth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/TM4cRmy7egI/AAAAAAAAAao/X6V_P_iLvw4/s1600/teeth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;4.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teeth&lt;/b&gt; is one of the most twisted movies you'll ever see. Its subject matter, at once laughable and horrifying, is sufficiently scandalous that major movie chains &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/05/pulling-teeth.html"&gt;wouldn't carry it&lt;/a&gt;. The story of our young heroine, a somewhat self-righteous "promise ring" wearer, is wickedly humorous as it skewers that mindset while she stumbles through a series of disastrous encounters with young men who want to get in her pants. The twist in this story is that she is in possession of a &lt;i&gt;vagina dentata&lt;/i&gt;, a concept rooted in folk tales of many cultures, and it proves to be a weapon she can wield against masculine aggression. The movie drops none-too-subtle hints of the source of her situation as shots of a pair of enormous smokestacks near her home repeatedly appear , and her mother is dying, presumably of cancer. As fear builds in her of what she is, a mixture of dread and anticipation builds in the viewer for each successive encounter. And to the movie's credit, each tops the previous in over-the-top outrageousness. Whether or not you care about the feminist statement bubbling throughout, it's a surprisingly compelling shocker. And you &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; be shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-565801395853488971?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/565801395853488971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=565801395853488971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/565801395853488971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/565801395853488971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/10/review-teeth-2007.html' title='Review: Teeth (2007)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/TM4cRmy7egI/AAAAAAAAAao/X6V_P_iLvw4/s72-c/teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1112862533342482679</id><published>2010-02-15T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:52:15.736-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Review: The House of the Devil (DVD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S3nro_PfIlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FucrDX0Z8xY/s1600-h/houseofthedevil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S3nro_PfIlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FucrDX0Z8xY/s200/houseofthedevil.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;3.0&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;If your fondest horror movie memories take you back to the early 1980s and movies like &lt;b&gt;Halloween&lt;/b&gt;, you'll want to have a look at &lt;b&gt;The House of the Devil&lt;/b&gt;, which meticulously recreates the look and feel of horror cinema of that era. Directed by Ti West, whose resume includes such nuggets as &lt;b&gt;Cabin Fever 2&lt;/b&gt;, it also indulges in the nearly lost art (at least for the horror genre) of the slow burn, taking its sweet time to get to the payoff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;College student Samantha (Jocelin Donahue), desperate for cash to pay her first month's apartment rent, snags a phone number for a babysitting gig from a bulletin board on campus. When she gets the job and shows up at the middle-of-nowhere address, she finds herself in a dark, cavernous old house with a mysterious old couple (the briefly seen but effective Tom Noonan and Mary Woronov) who would have fit right in with the &lt;b&gt;Rosemary's Baby&lt;/b&gt; crowd. Samantha is then left to her sitting duties, and the movie finally begins to amp up the tension with a few bump-in-the-night noises and … well, not much else, really, until the climactic scenes, which center around a lunar eclipse and a rather unconventional ritual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;To be such a long time coming, the denouement is neither original nor particularly compelling, but that's also not the point in a movie that gives you Dee Wallace (the mom in &lt;b&gt;E.T.&lt;/b&gt;) as the landlady and a soundtrack that includes The Fixx's "One Thing Leads to Another" played on cassette through a Walkman. Satisfying as those nods to elder horror fans may be, it's equally disappointing that the movie mostly squanders the frightful opportunities of Samantha wandering tentatively around that big scary house — it's a slow burn that never reaches a boil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1112862533342482679?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1112862533342482679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1112862533342482679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1112862533342482679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1112862533342482679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/02/review-house-of-devil-dvd.html' title='Review: The House of the Devil (DVD)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S3nro_PfIlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FucrDX0Z8xY/s72-c/houseofthedevil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5059762602886249371</id><published>2010-02-13T19:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:19:01.577-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV on DVD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Review: Surrogates (DVD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S3dPHspC6lI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/TRFxMeOFdFM/s1600-h/surrogates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S3dPHspC6lI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/TRFxMeOFdFM/s200/surrogates.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;2.5&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The recent box office misfire &lt;b&gt;Surrogates&lt;/b&gt; is based on a graphic novel with a clever premise: The world's populace sits at home in virtual hibernation, connected to sensors and diodes, operating robotic representations of themselves out in the world with their minds. I like this hook because it's really not that far removed from spending a day connected to a video game controller, something millions of people do more often than not. In this world, the death of a surrogate by an accident such as getting hit by a car while crossing the street leaves the hibernating owner untouched. Want to look sexier than you really do? That's possible here, too. The conflict in Surrogates arises when a couple of surrogates are "killed," and the action results in the deaths of the owners, as well. Enter Bruce Willis and his surrogate with really bad hair to tackle the case, which involves the remorseful inventor of surrogates, a military weapon and a protagonist steadily awakening to the dulled human existence of the surrogate world. The action intensifies as Willis casts aside his surrogate and reenters the world in his own skin. Although Willis spends some scenes trying to spark a renewed real-world connection with his wife, the movie lacks a compelling emotional anchor and ends up feeling much like the surrogates look — a bit too plastic and polished with nothing genuine underneath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5059762602886249371?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5059762602886249371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5059762602886249371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5059762602886249371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5059762602886249371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/02/review-surrogates-dvd.html' title='Review: Surrogates (DVD)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S3dPHspC6lI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/TRFxMeOFdFM/s72-c/surrogates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-7380825386931813748</id><published>2010-01-28T16:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:08:35.046-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>2009's top tunes, part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S2IDUjriXII/AAAAAAAAAaI/Q8j16LWltak/s1600-h/Yes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S2IDUjriXII/AAAAAAAAAaI/Q8j16LWltak/s200/Yes.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;My 11 most played artists in 2009, according to &lt;a href="http://last.fm/"&gt;last.fm&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Pet Shop Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// Fueled by &lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;, its b-sides and the &lt;b&gt;Christmas EP&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Lady GaGa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;Erasure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// I didn't get the anniversary rerelease of &lt;b&gt;The Innocents&lt;/b&gt;, but they made it near the top anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Alanis Morissette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// Producer Guy Sigsworth helps revitalize Morissette on &lt;b&gt;Flavors of Entanglement&lt;/b&gt;. It's no doubt his influence that sees some of her denser rock pieces replaced by the toe-tapping likes of "Giggling Again for no Reason."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Madonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// She can't buy a hit these days, but "Celebration" and "Revolver" were welcome if not mind-blowing offerings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Lily Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// Allen didn't take hold the first time around, but second album &lt;b&gt;It's Not Me, It's You&lt;/b&gt; is stuffed with the thoughtful ("The Fear") and hilarious ("F*ck You," "It's Not Fair"), all of it deadly catchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Tori Amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// My interest in some of Tori's newer material has cooled, but &lt;b&gt;Abnormally Attracted to Sin&lt;/b&gt;, an impressively cohesive piece considering its 17-song length, provided a welcome thaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Annie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// Had the really good &lt;b&gt;Don't Stop&lt;/b&gt; appeared earlier in the year, Annie likely would have made the top three. "Hey Annie" is hypnotic, and the Berlin Breakdown Version of "Anthonio" is a fun throwback to '80s balladry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;La Roux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// I haven't listened to the album as a whole a great deal, obsessing instead over individual tracks such as the sublime "Fascination."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The Bird and the Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// Their second full-length, &lt;b&gt;Ray Guns Are not Just the Future&lt;/b&gt;, which included a couple of previously released strong tracks amongst the new songs, failed to click with me (an ode to David Lee Roth — seriously, TBATB?), but standout songs "Love Letter from Japan" and "My Love" helped TBATB just squeeze into the top 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;// The list goes to 11 for the sole purpose of a nod to MJ, who fell so sharply off the radar in the late '90s and all of the 'oos that he had become out of sight, out of mind. It's sad that it took his death to get us all to rediscover the magic. The soothing "Human Nature" emerged as the song I listened to most following his death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-7380825386931813748?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/7380825386931813748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=7380825386931813748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7380825386931813748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7380825386931813748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009s-top-tunes-part-two.html' title='2009&apos;s top tunes, part two'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S2IDUjriXII/AAAAAAAAAaI/Q8j16LWltak/s72-c/Yes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6049584786621065435</id><published>2010-01-22T21:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:33:41.139-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>2009's top tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1pmyLdnGvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/owjSjCKvVdE/s1600-h/alanis+not+as+we.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1pmyLdnGvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/owjSjCKvVdE/s320/alanis+not+as+we.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429765313005034226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Courtesy of the statistics compiled by &lt;a href="http://last.fm/"&gt;last.fm&lt;/a&gt;, here's a roundup of my most listened to tracks of 2009 (tried to post this New Year's Eve but had strange Blogger issues … quite a bummer when you've spent an hour formatting it all pretty):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;1&lt;/span&gt; Not As We and Not As We (Jack Shaft Radio Edit) – Alanis Morissette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; // For me, Morissette's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flavors of Entanglement&lt;/span&gt; is a triumphant return to form in terms of being listenable beyond a single or two, and this harrowing breakup ballad (she's talking about you, Ryan Reynolds!) is arguably the best song in her catalog. It's also one of only two songs that could improbably top PSB in one of their most fruitful years ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Paparazzi and its various remixes – Lady GaGa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;// It's the best of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fame&lt;/span&gt; singles in my book, although Poker Face was a real grower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;3&lt;/span&gt; This Used to Be the Future – Pet Shop Boys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;// The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt; era brought one of the most rewarding PSB years ever, and this complex track – ridiculously tucked away on the bonus disc – is my favorite of the new songs. It's thought-provoking, delicious modern electronic music, and it boasts the vocals of the usually mute Chris Lowe, which is always a treat, and The Human League's Phil Oakey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;4&lt;/span&gt; Love Etc. – Pet Shop Boys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;' lead single is certainly a grower, but it gradually pulls you in as all those contrasting, mesmerizing song parts, courtesy of producers Xenomania, weave a beautiful sonic tapestry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;5&lt;/span&gt;  Zero – Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;/span&gt; // &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The singer sounds a lot like Chrissie Hynde to my ears in this relentless stomper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;6&lt;/span&gt; King of Rome – Pet Shop Boys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;// It's the slow-burn masterpiece from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;; the "Liberation" of its era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;7&lt;/span&gt; The Way It Used to Be – Pet Shop Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;8&lt;/span&gt; After the Event – Pet Shop Boys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt; Arguably the crème of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt; b-sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;9&lt;/span&gt; Building a Wall – Pet Shop Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;10&lt;/span&gt; Vulnerable – Pet Shop Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;11&lt;/span&gt;  Torch – Alanis Morissette&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;// More perfectly crafted heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;12&lt;/span&gt; Eh Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say) (Pet Shop Boys remix) – Lady GaGa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;// A masterful example of a remix breathing new life into a song by enhancing — not deconstructing — its strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;13&lt;/span&gt; We're All Criminals Now – Pet Shop Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;14&lt;/span&gt; Legacy – Pet Shop Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;15&lt;/span&gt; More Than Words Can Say – Carol Hitchcock&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;// A b-side to a non-hit from the somewhat obscure batch of late '80s Stock Aitken Waterman productions that hit iTunes this year, and I couldn't stop listening to it. It's the b-side to a fine tune called "Get Ready." If you've seen Hitchcock's photos — she was a personal trainer or some such — you can imagine men might be frightened when she sings, "Get ready, 'cause here I come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;16&lt;/span&gt; All Over the World – Pet Shop Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt; The Fear – Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;18&lt;/span&gt; Summerboy – Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;19&lt;/span&gt; Did You See Me Coming? – Pet Shop Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;20&lt;/span&gt; Quicksand – La Roux &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Striking and irresistible, this was my introduction to the Yaz-indebted newcomer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6049584786621065435?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6049584786621065435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6049584786621065435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6049584786621065435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6049584786621065435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009s-top-tunes.html' title='2009&apos;s top tunes'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1pmyLdnGvI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/owjSjCKvVdE/s72-c/alanis+not+as+we.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-7074618819433347148</id><published>2010-01-21T20:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:32:18.904-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>More free Erik Hassle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1kNye4O2pI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/oDta39Yytik/s1600-h/hassle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1kNye4O2pI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/oDta39Yytik/s320/hassle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429385986705382034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm expecting Erik Hassle to be one of the big breakouts on my playlist in 2010 when his album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pieces&lt;/span&gt; is finally released in the US on Feb. 22. He's already buzz-worthy on my charts thanks to a free download of the AMAZING "Don't Bring Flowers" and the lovely acoustic cover of Robyn's "Be Mine" with Ellie Goulding. Now, a free download of the Prison Penguin Remix of single "Hurtful" is available free for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://universalrepublic.com/erikhassletwitter/tweet.aspx"&gt;tweeting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-7074618819433347148?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/7074618819433347148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=7074618819433347148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7074618819433347148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7074618819433347148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-free-erik-hassle.html' title='More free Erik Hassle'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1kNye4O2pI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/oDta39Yytik/s72-c/hassle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-9143020872503380318</id><published>2010-01-21T19:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:12:41.512-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Going Ga Ga (The Fame Monster)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1kG2ijCmgI/AAAAAAAAAZs/FWmOygJRKUk/s1600-h/famemonster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1kG2ijCmgI/AAAAAAAAAZs/FWmOygJRKUk/s320/famemonster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429378359828322818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4.5 out of 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Ga Ga struck me as little more than a passing curiosity when "Just Dance" crashed onto the radio early in 2009, setting up an incredible run that probably no one at the time would have believed was to come. Then the song perched at number one — a rare achievement for unapologetic dance music — piquing my curiosity as to whether she could parlay that success into something more. At first glance, "Poker Face" just sounded like a retread of the previous hit, and it took a while for it to win me over. I found those menacing male voices — "mwah mwah mwah mwah" — an odd reminder of the Eurodance styles of Ace of Base and Real McCoy. Around the time "Poker Face" was topping the Hot 100, Amazon was pimping the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fame&lt;/span&gt; CD for five bucks, and I thought, "What the hey."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Turns out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fame&lt;/span&gt; is a magnificent piece of work, bottomless with potential hits, and I enjoyed getting to know it while Ga Ga emerged as one of the more creative and engaging forces in pop in quite some time. Songs like "Paparazzi," "Summerboy" and "Poker Face" display an impressive knack for pop songcraft, and I can overlook the occasional uncanny similarity in sound (particularly on "Summerboy") to Gwen Stefani. Around the time I got the album, the stunningly good Pet Shop Boys remix of ballad "Eh Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)" appeared, and I was hooked. Another pivotal moment was the SNL appearance with its intimate piano performance that clearly demonstrated the spark and gravitas of something more than a manufactured pop star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;I think it's premature to declare Ga Ga the new Madonna, but the early appearance of a strong second album when probably a couple of more hits could have been milked from its predecessor does nothing to counter that notion. She gets bonus points, as well, for making &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fame Monster&lt;/span&gt; a proper album rather than making it one of those lame re-releases with a couple of calculated singles tacked on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Lead single "Bad Romance" encapsulates everything that clicked so well for her first string of hits while setting the stage for another impressive run of singles, and it's tough to predict which those will be, given that it's all radio-ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Seventies-tinged balled "Speechless" would be an adventurous single choice that could bolster her credibility among those eager to dismiss her as a disposable dance pop diva. It's hard to imagine the unshakable "He ate my heart" chant of "Monster" not making it to radio, and "Dance in the Dark" is emerging as the irresistible "Paparazzi" of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fame Monster&lt;/span&gt;. Word is she'll release a third album late in 2010, and I can't wait to see where her Abba-esque knack for melody and Madonna-esque knack for style and production will take this superstar in the making.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-9143020872503380318?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/9143020872503380318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=9143020872503380318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/9143020872503380318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/9143020872503380318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-ga-ga-fame-monster.html' title='Going Ga Ga (The Fame Monster)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/S1kG2ijCmgI/AAAAAAAAAZs/FWmOygJRKUk/s72-c/famemonster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-2056705943619389308</id><published>2009-12-22T20:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T20:56:18.498-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Survivor: Samoa's wtf conclusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SzGGO2Lj7AI/AAAAAAAAAZc/PG1z8fWFJzg/s1600-h/survivor+samoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SzGGO2Lj7AI/AAAAAAAAAZc/PG1z8fWFJzg/s320/survivor+samoa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418259416323714050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Never before has the vote for a Survivor winner — let alone any other moment on Survivor — left me as conflicted as that of &lt;b&gt;Survivor: Samoa&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; And not just conflicted but speechless, flummoxed and furious, plus a dozen other adjectives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Like many others, I couldn't believe that evil mastermind Russell Hantz, who often in aside interviews referred to his fellow contestants as dumba**es and made this one of the great Survivor seasons, had not won the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; If he didn't win in this three-way final vote, it appeared that genial physician Mick would be the obvious winner. Certainly not aw-shucks Natalie White of Arkansas, the ultimate coattail rider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Wrong. She easily collected the million bucks and title of sole survivor, and even Survivor host Jeff Probst has &lt;a href="http://popwatch.ew.com/2009/12/21/jeff-probst-survivor-russell/"&gt;expressed dismay&lt;/a&gt; with the vote on his blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; The irony of my fury at this result is that I immediately loathed Russell, who seemed like a classic jackass as he emptied canteens and burned socks around camp and displayed utter contempt for anyone or anything other than his advancement in the game. But the truth is his unscrupulous schemes became a joy to watch as he made shady deals with almost every player and pulled off amazing feats such as finding hidden immunity idols before it had even been disclosed that they were in play. My feelings for him evolved from loathe to love to hate to pulling for him in a Dexter or Hannibal Lecter antihero kind of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; And it became easier to pull for him as many of the other personalities emerged — the selection of likable people has not been a strong suit of Survivor casting of late. The cast was also so huge that we never really got to know a number of them. Brett, who became a key figure, got minimal screen time before beginning his immunity run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Further irony is that I really, really love it when the underdogs — Natalie being a prime example — pull off an in-your-face coup over the often cocky and arrogant alpha males who are accustomed to dominating the game. I love to see them taken down a peg, because the weak are often targeted as useless and unworthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; That's the brilliance of Survivor — the way it's a simmering little microcosm of all the human prejudices and foibles exposed for the world to witness in all their naked glory. I love those exit interviews of ousted contestants in which they essentially say, "Well, I was obviously so great that they were afraid of me, and they had to get rid of me. They're all going to die of hunger now and lose all the challenges."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Right. Whatever gets you through the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Survivor is very much a social game, and Russell failed to balance the drive to control the game with the necessity of maintaining goodwill. Probst is right that a bitter jury robbed Russell of the million, but it's also critical to remember that a vehemently bitter jury in season one rewarded Richard Hatch, a similarly diabolical figure, with the million because they could admit that they had been outplayed. Samoa's jury, on the other hand, failed to set aside its ego. It's an incredibly tough sell to say that Natalie outplayed Russell, and that's why the gut feeling that this result was simply wrong won't go away. The producers better hope that angry fans don't go away, as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-2056705943619389308?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/2056705943619389308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=2056705943619389308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2056705943619389308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2056705943619389308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/12/survivor-samoas-wtf-conclusion.html' title='Survivor: Samoa&apos;s wtf conclusion'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SzGGO2Lj7AI/AAAAAAAAAZc/PG1z8fWFJzg/s72-c/survivor+samoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-7921506836538716513</id><published>2009-10-24T22:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:22:29.768-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Review: Paranormal Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SuPBhD9sBpI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SbPcgwk7JYg/s1600-h/paranormalactivity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SuPBhD9sBpI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SbPcgwk7JYg/s200/paranormalactivity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396369552263874194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;• It's the Blair Witch of the 2000s, and almost as good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Stars:&lt;/span&gt; Katie Featherston, Micah Sloat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Director:&lt;/span&gt; Oren Peli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Rating (out of 5):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Run time:&lt;/span&gt; 1 hr 39 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/span&gt;, the shoestring-budget movie riding a crest of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blair Witch&lt;/span&gt;-sized buzz, is getting a bit overrated, but it's still a movie that every horror fan should make a beeline to see. In a time when empty horror films come and go at the multiplex just about every weekend, this movie proves there is an appetite among audiences for something more than f/x and torture porn, and it's nice to see a fright flick with a brain get some attention.  It's been reported that DreamWorks bought the movie with every intention of doing a big-budget version but decided that the lo-fi version was too effective to discard. The movie's rudimentary production style is certainly reminiscent of that of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Blair Witch Project&lt;/span&gt;, which, in my opinion, remains the superior of these two movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;By now, you probably know the basics of the plot — a young couple early in their relationship are having unusual experiences in their home, and the male half (Micah Sloat) decides to set up a camera and audio recorder in the bedroom in an attempt to capture whatever may be happening while they sleep. Early on, we learn that the happenings are attached to the female half (Katie Featherston) and that the noises they both hear and the whispers she hears are the work of a sinister presence. Micah's interest in playing with the electronics is deeper than his conviction that something is really going on until he begins to catch things on tape and the occurrences begin to escalate. Wanting to defend his woman, he also becomes provocative toward the force as the movie goes on, breaking one of the cardinal rules of dealing with the paranormal. It is here that the movie uses one of the staples of the haunted house tale — tension between a couple breeding negative energy that serves to escalate the activity. For all this movie does to cleanse the palate of so many bad horror movies in the 10 years or so since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sixth Sense&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ring&lt;/span&gt;, it still turns to some familiar devices such as a Ouija board, things that go bump in the night and a snowy television screen. I even found its occasional use of a jolting noise reminiscent of the classic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Haunting&lt;/span&gt;, the quintessential horror movie in which the unseen is powerfully frightening — a technique that has been sadly forgotten by too many movie makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The best horror movies are those that play on dread and anticipation in unique ways, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/span&gt; achieves this in presenting everything from the point of view of Micah's video footage, focusing primarily on a wide view of their bedroom and the hallway. In the beginning, the viewer gets nothing more than a little tease in the overnight footage, which is often time lapsed, but the payoffs gradually increase. By the time the camera captures shadows and footprints creeping into the room, viewers are squirming at the edge of their seats, and the final payoff is truly creepy — almost enough to forgive the grating bullheadedness of Micah's character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-7921506836538716513?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/7921506836538716513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=7921506836538716513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7921506836538716513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7921506836538716513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/10/review-paranormal-activity.html' title='Review: Paranormal Activity'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SuPBhD9sBpI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SbPcgwk7JYg/s72-c/paranormalactivity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5190192807784288331</id><published>2009-10-17T14:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:08:41.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><title type='text'>I love the '80s … 1880s!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simpy the most hilarious thing I have seen in a while:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StoVJDFirYI/AAAAAAAAAZA/U3lZfifcscQ/s1600-h/ilovethe1880s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StoVJDFirYI/AAAAAAAAAZA/U3lZfifcscQ/s400/ilovethe1880s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393646748921146754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Give them a marketing award STAT. The CD is currently on offer for free — yes, FREE — at Amazon MP3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5190192807784288331?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5190192807784288331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5190192807784288331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5190192807784288331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5190192807784288331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-80s-1880s.html' title='I love the &apos;80s … 1880s!'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StoVJDFirYI/AAAAAAAAAZA/U3lZfifcscQ/s72-c/ilovethe1880s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3491676300651544343</id><published>2009-10-12T19:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:50:28.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Don't know much about Erik Hassle …</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StPOS9hcg9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/OYcXZFOoyCM/s1600-h/erik+hassle+pieces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StPOS9hcg9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/OYcXZFOoyCM/s320/erik+hassle+pieces.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391880004040426450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;… but I know that he has big hair and I really, really dig his synthy song "Don't Bring Flowers," which sounds very 1986 but also very now, which works for me in a way that Nickelback and Taylor Swift would never understand. Even better, I nicked the song as a free download off &lt;a href="http://www.popjustice.com/"&gt;Popjustice&lt;/a&gt;. While it has the retro thing going, the song also has smart lyrics. The refrain of "Don't bring flowers after I'm dead / Save your givings for the living instead" has burrowed with sinister fashion into my brain. In the press materials, Hassle (only 20 years old!) says the song deals with a person who didn't make much of an impression in life, yet everyone is at his funeral. “And that’s like regular life," he says, "where you’re treated like sh*t then people worry about it afterwards. You can’t just stand by not caring: who are you to mourn, don’t touch me when I’m in my coffin.”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Swede's album is called "Hassle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-3491676300651544343?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/3491676300651544343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=3491676300651544343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3491676300651544343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3491676300651544343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-know-much-about-erik-hassle.html' title='Don&apos;t know much about Erik Hassle …'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StPOS9hcg9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/OYcXZFOoyCM/s72-c/erik+hassle+pieces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5984127626753878775</id><published>2009-10-12T19:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:27:12.357-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other stuff'/><title type='text'>Snow Leopard: How many gigs did you gain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StPI-1DOZ7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/V9-iO0dQyN8/s1600-h/snowleopard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StPI-1DOZ7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/V9-iO0dQyN8/s320/snowleopard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391874160610666418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've just done the update to the latest version of the Mac OS, 10.6, or Snow Leopard. This svelte update promises to not only be sexier (as always) but to take up less space on your hard drive. The literature says to expect the installation to free up 7 or 8 gigabytes of space. Interestingly, my available space before Snow Leopard was 179 gigs; after the install, it's  202. That's a gain of a whopping 23 gigabytes! At first, I nervously checked to make sure all my files were intact, but nothing is amiss. Anyone else seeing gains like this, or have an idea why this might be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5984127626753878775?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5984127626753878775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5984127626753878775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5984127626753878775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5984127626753878775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-leopard-how-many-gigs-did-you-gain.html' title='Snow Leopard: How many gigs did you gain?'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/StPI-1DOZ7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/V9-iO0dQyN8/s72-c/snowleopard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3176952410696951975</id><published>2009-09-14T18:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:08:12.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>A night out with the (Pet Shop) boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Sq7VRi6jIzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/HN1TmLtuhgU/s1600-h/IMG_1435forweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Sq7VRi6jIzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/HN1TmLtuhgU/s400/IMG_1435forweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381473102161191730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It was a fantastic show Saturday night at the Chastain Park Amphitheater in Atlanta … really happy that we weren't left "wondering why we traveled so far."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We got to meet them in the pre-show meet and greet. As we approached and the previous group was getting their last few seconds, Chris seemed to be saying that The Weather Channel is the greatest thing on American television — "It's nothing but the weather all day long!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When our turn came, Chris, apropos of nothing, welcomed us with a hyper, "Are you from Nashville!?!?" I told them we're from Mississippi, near Tupelo, ("Such pretty names these places have," Neil observed) and told them we'd love to see them play Memphis sometime. They were sure that they've never played Memphis because they would have gone to Graceland. "We've been in Mississippi," Neil said, and proceeded to describe some geography to Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I asked if they would be doing any more television while on the U.S. tour, and Neil said that there is a possibility they might be on the new Jay Leno show (yuck — they should go on Craig Ferguson's show again). "I don't think it's going to happen, though," he said. Chris commented that American TV doesn't seem to be very interested in them and said that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Late Night with Jimmy Fallon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; didn't want to provide them video screens for last week's performance, so they ended up purchasing televisions for the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I also told Neil how much I love the "Love Etc." video with its video game influences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And that's that. Never thought I'd meet them nor have my favorite CD signed. Amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-3176952410696951975?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/3176952410696951975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=3176952410696951975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3176952410696951975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3176952410696951975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-out-with-pet-shop-boys.html' title='A night out with the (Pet Shop) boys'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Sq7VRi6jIzI/AAAAAAAAAYo/HN1TmLtuhgU/s72-c/IMG_1435forweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5060732696965997212</id><published>2009-07-05T21:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T21:58:50.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>I wouldn't normally do this kind of thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SlFnr2j-ULI/AAAAAAAAAYg/2VsT22sPbJ0/s1600-h/psbyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SlFnr2j-ULI/AAAAAAAAAYg/2VsT22sPbJ0/s200/psbyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355175434998665394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've never been a big concertgoer — not many good shows come within easy reach of me here in the relative boonies — but I've managed to see a few interesting ones. In September, though, I will add what for me is the ultimate live performance to the list: The Pet Shop Boys Pandemonium tour at the Chastain Park Amphitheater in Atlanta.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me, the PSBs aren't getting any younger, and these opportunities won't come around forever. I've wistfully watched their U.S. tour dates come and go since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nightlife&lt;/span&gt;, thinking each time that I ought to go, but never acting on it. So, come Sept. 12, I and the two friends I have who wouldn't give me a strange look for going to a PSB concert — who implicitly understand why I need to have this experience — will make the five-plus hours drive to the big city.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous shows I've seen are a wildly mixed bag:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Tori Amos at The Orpheum in Memphis in 1998.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was around the time the excellent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From the Choirgirl Hotel&lt;/span&gt;, with the stomping "Raspberry Swirl," was released, and I remember that song being the highlight of the show. Tori has lost me in recent years; the magnificent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Venus and Back&lt;/span&gt; is her last disc that gets any spins in my playlist.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Amy Grant in Tupelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember the year, but I went with the parents because they had a spare ticket. I was a casual fan of her pop hits, particularly "I Will Remember You." She should've made an electronic album.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The Eagles in Tupelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember the year, but it was early 2000s. Thought my ears were going to bleed before it was over. The highlight for me was the performance of Don Henley's synthy solo hit "Sunset Grill" — always loved that one.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Elton John at Tupelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a great experience, shared with my mother and a friend who has since drifted out of my life. Elton gave 200 percent for several hours, and the real treat for me was that he opened with one of my favorites, "Simple Life," a minor hit from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One&lt;/span&gt;. Wouldn't have bet on that in a million years.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, more than 20 years after my fandom began, the PSBs will join this list. It's costing me an obscene amount of money (yes, three "VIP" seats), and my mind is filled with all the things that could go wrong: What if it rains? With my luck, a hurricane will come ashore and sit over Atlanta. What if there's car trouble on the long drive? Can't just take a taxi to Atlanta. What if a seven-foot-tall drag queen sits in front of me? What if the sound quality is hideous? The possibilities seem endless.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some experiences in life are worth throwing caution to the wind. With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; and all the others in my heart, I'll make the journey and hope to be rewarded with a red-letter day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5060732696965997212?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5060732696965997212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5060732696965997212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5060732696965997212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5060732696965997212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wouldnt-normally-do-this-kind-of.html' title='I wouldn&apos;t normally do this kind of thing'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SlFnr2j-ULI/AAAAAAAAAYg/2VsT22sPbJ0/s72-c/psbyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-2721800018545440539</id><published>2009-06-26T14:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:02:03.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><title type='text'>Remembering Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SkUmkGwquSI/AAAAAAAAAYY/8jzq1l2X1i8/s1600-h/michaeljacksonbad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SkUmkGwquSI/AAAAAAAAAYY/8jzq1l2X1i8/s320/michaeljacksonbad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351726133931587874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Michael Jackson's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; was one of the first CDs that I owned, alongside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; by the Pet Shop Boys and Jody Watley's self-titled solo debut. As a 14-year-old drawn to the embarrassment of riches of electronic pop filling the airwaves, I wasn't impressed by the first single from Bad, the rather sappy ballad "I Just Can't Stop Loving You" with Siedah Garrett, but most of the rest of the album offset that first impression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; became a hot topic at school, and I can remember trying to work out the lyrics to "Smooth Criminal" with my friends: "Eddie are you walking? Are you walking? Are you walking, Eddie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;File that one under famously misheard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Those were the days when a big hit album could easily go four or five singles deep, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt; went no less than seven, with five worthy chart toppers. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And, in the U.S., some of the best tracks weren't even tapped as singles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In retrospect, the prescient "Leave Me Alone" seems like a no-brainer choice to have been one of the first few singles off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Even if it was a CD-only bonus track, why leave it on the table and release an obviously weaker song, such as final single "Another Part of Me"? "Speed Demon," too, with its muscle and bluster, seems an obvious single. I can easily imagine the music video, with Jackson zooming around in sunshades at night on a motorcycle, working his "bad" routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While I certainly noticed "Beat It" and "Billie Jean" in the early 1980s (and they are arguably better songs than anything on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;), I wasn't yet a music consumer, and that leaves 1991's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; as the only other Jackson album I own. It was a peculiar mixed bag and overrun with the influence of "New Jack Swing," a style that I generally found underwhelming. Tracks like "Why You Wanna Trip On Me" and "Keep the Faith" simply felt like Jackson was trying way too hard, although "Who Is It" is a paranoid gem and "Jam" is hard-driving fun. With Nirvana's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; following &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; at number one early in 1992, I associate the album with a time when the public was turning its back on the styles that I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In a sign of how sharply his fortunes changed, I can't recall even hearing a single from 2001's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; on the radio. Anything is possible, but it's hard to believe there was another big hit in Jackson's future. I would love to have been proven wrong, though, and yesterday's loss feels as if a cornerstone of the world of pop has been yanked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-2721800018545440539?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/2721800018545440539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=2721800018545440539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2721800018545440539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2721800018545440539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/06/remembering-michael-jackson.html' title='Remembering Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SkUmkGwquSI/AAAAAAAAAYY/8jzq1l2X1i8/s72-c/michaeljacksonbad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5602461107894574179</id><published>2009-03-09T20:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:39:16.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Belatedly, 2008's top tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SbXEHLryAmI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/3LJy47yxpyA/s1600-h/seventhtree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SbXEHLryAmI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/3LJy47yxpyA/s200/seventhtree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311366963227918946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is it too late for a retrospective post on 2008? Hope not, because this is the first of two or three.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the statmeisters of last.fm, the following songs are my 20 most-played of 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;20&lt;/span&gt; Road to Somewhere – Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was very much the year of Goldfrapp on my playlist. I first crossed paths with Goldfrapp via a free iTunes download of "Ooh La La" from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supernature&lt;/span&gt;, but it was 2008's folk-tronica release &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seventh Tree&lt;/span&gt; that led to Goldfrapp scaling my artist chart. Easily my favorite release of the year, it propelled Goldfrapp from the lower reaches of my top 50 artists to number four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;19&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holiday Road – Lindsey Buckingham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Theme from the great &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Lampoon's Vacation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;18&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nikita – Elton John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I tend to fixate on random '80s songs such as this, #17 and #15 for periods of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold Me – Fleetwood Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;16&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;X-Files (UNKLE Remix) – UNKLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Want to Believe&lt;/span&gt;, while not altogether bad, was certainly not what the franchise needed at this point. This new interpretation of Mark Snow's classic theme, however, is simply brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;15&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm Your Man – Wham!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;14&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Never Know (Live in London) - Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;13&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So You Say – The Bird and the Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The retro-modern bliss of songs such as this, "Birthday" and "Polite Dance Song" made The Bird and the Bee my second-biggest breakout of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;12&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthday – The Bird and the Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;11&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Told Her on Alderaan (Richard X Andress Mix) – Neon Neon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have no idea what this song means, but it's really catchy pop with a strange &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/span&gt; reference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Light Years – Kylie Minogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some People - Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happiness - Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Underneath – Alanis Morissette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Alanis had steadily been losing me to the point that I never bought the last album, although "Everything" was a nice single. The new album is — dare I say it — a return to form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Little Bird - Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 Minutes - Madonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clowns - Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 1 - Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Give It 2 Me – Madonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had myself all psyched up to hate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard Candy&lt;/span&gt; based on the stylings of Timbaland and Timberlake and the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confessions on a Dancefloor&lt;/span&gt; was a creative peak, but I ended up really digging it. This, the second single, is a perfect example of why. The "get stupid" breakdown is killer. It's a shame that it has become so in vogue to dis Madonna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&amp;amp;E – Goldfrapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Absolutely sublime. It's disheartening that a song this amazing gets completely ignored in the U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5602461107894574179?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5602461107894574179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5602461107894574179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5602461107894574179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5602461107894574179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/03/belatedly-2008s-top-tunes.html' title='Belatedly, 2008&apos;s top tunes'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SbXEHLryAmI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/3LJy47yxpyA/s72-c/seventhtree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6991088646192122028</id><published>2009-03-09T18:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:40:44.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>BMG Music Service calls it quits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SbW0zLmSg7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Ke3ETZI6ogU/s1600-h/bmg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SbW0zLmSg7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Ke3ETZI6ogU/s320/bmg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311350126933083058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Another sign that the world is moving on arrived in my e-mail box today: A note from BMG Music Service informing me that the music club is folding as of June 30. I guess this time they really mean it when they say the offer for that stack of CDs comes "with nothing more to buy … ever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;They're replacing the club with a new service, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://yourmusic.com/"&gt;yourmusic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, which sounds like a boneheaded, cue-based Netflix approach, except you don't send the music back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've been a member of BMG since the early '90s. Like everybody else, I couldn't pass up those dozen CDs for a penny deals, and it was a decent way to boost a music collection, even if their editions were sometimes dodgy. I can remember some of the cassettes I got back in the day didn't include liner notes. And it was a pain to have to mail in that card declining the featured selection that you wouldn't want in a million years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Steep shipping charges and the delay for new releases were always problems, but a bigger obstacle in recent years has been lack of selection. There have been numerous times when, lured to the site by an offer of 60 percent off with no shipping and handling, I would have bought something if there were anything I wanted. Looking for Goldfrapp's back catalog? Go elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Of course, BMG deals in physical media, which can't catch a break these days. Really, though, when Amazon MP3 sells a hot new album for a few bucks on release day, it's not a surprise that the era of the music club gets an obit this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6991088646192122028?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6991088646192122028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6991088646192122028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6991088646192122028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6991088646192122028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/03/bmg-music-service-calls-it-quits.html' title='BMG Music Service calls it quits'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SbW0zLmSg7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Ke3ETZI6ogU/s72-c/bmg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-7195485099532555532</id><published>2009-03-08T15:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:22:49.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Love Etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/InBiaRBUjUs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/InBiaRBUjUs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;On the first couple of listens to "Love Etc.," the Xenomania-produced lead single from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, the forthcoming Pet Shop Boys album, I was shaking my head "no." I wasn't feeling it. With a couple more listens, it started to make sense, and it had firmly taken hold by about the sixth listen. I'd even say it's probably their best lead single since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt;. It's the killer melody of the whole "Boy it's tough getting on in the world" bit that seals the deal. They're right to say that it doesn't sound like anything they've done before, although the percolating rhythm vaguely recalls "Can You Forgive Her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If we needed another sign that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt; may be the proper pop-tastic successor to 1993's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt;  that the pre-release buzz had wrongly suggested 2006's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fundamental&lt;/span&gt; would be, the animated video is at least a small one, as it recalls the computer-generated beauty of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; singles such as "Liberation." This homage to side-scrolling video games is beautifully and cleverly constructed; it's arguably weird but undeniably inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The U.K. gets the album on March 23; the U.S. has to wait until April 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-7195485099532555532?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/7195485099532555532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=7195485099532555532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7195485099532555532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7195485099532555532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-etc.html' title='Love Etc.'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-715858167595615092</id><published>2009-01-12T19:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:29:32.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Pet Shop Boys vs. Flo Rida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Item number one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My reaction to the Pet Shop Boys' new album being titled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I seem to be in the minority of fans who dislike the title, but it feels like they're not even trying. For something in the affirmative, I'd go for a title such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt;. Pet Shop Boys, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt;. It's more true to the spirit (holy trinity?) of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Apparently this album will drop in the U.S. on March 24, and that works out quite nicely: It's my birthday.  : - )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Item number two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm as much about silly pop songs as the next music fan who never grew up, but it hurts my music-loving heart to see something as asinine as Flo Rida's "Low" become the number one song of an entire year. It was bad enough to see the song sit atop the Hot 100 for 10 weeks, and to see it as Billboard's number one song of the year is an insult to music, particularly all the great stuff that never gets radio exposure. But that's coming from someone who started to feel my love affair with the top 40 was out the window around the time "Rump Shaker" sat on the top five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-715858167595615092?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/715858167595615092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=715858167595615092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/715858167595615092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/715858167595615092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2009/01/pet-shop-boys-vs-flo-rida.html' title='Pet Shop Boys vs. Flo Rida'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-2629154127245636756</id><published>2008-12-07T12:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:50:32.113-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>Movies: Oliver Stone's W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/STwZXtw7zLI/AAAAAAAAARE/sEZj5TdncOY/s1600-h/oliverstonew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/STwZXtw7zLI/AAAAAAAAARE/sEZj5TdncOY/s200/oliverstonew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277120758583905458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It turns out that George W. Bush and I do have something in common — a taste for Dr. Pepper, that most addictive of beverages (even if I'm now confined to the caffeine-free version). It's one of the rather mundane details that director Oliver Stone makes clear in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W.&lt;/span&gt;, a film in which I believe Stone has fairly pure intentions (this is no Michael Moore-style ambush). I went to the movie seeking a bit of catharsis — a purging of some of the emotional disappointment of the past eight years — as well as perhaps a few insights into how Bush II came to be. Check the expectations at the door, and there's fun to be had here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Weaving past and present, Stone shows us the young W. as a man who indulged in the privileged fun life while continually struggling to gain the approval of his accomplished father. Fast-forward to the 2000s, and the current W is seen planning the war in Iraq, devising the "axis of evil" rhetoric and puzzling over those elusive WMDs. One of Stone's missteps is focusing almost exclusively on Iraq and ignoring the highly disputed and suspect election outcome in 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A serious challenge for this movie is that it's just about impossible to stop evaluating the cast's approximation of their respective characters and fully give in to Stone's narrative. Josh Brolin, at least, owns his character; the first time he did the Bush laugh, it was so true to life that I wanted to rewind and hear it again. Also precisely on the money is Scott Glenn as Donald Rumsfeld; in a great scene in which the principles are commiserating about the absence of WMDs over lunch, Rumsfeld is singularly focused on the pleasures of a fabulous slice of pecan pie. Toby Jones also rises to the occasion as political weasel Karl Rove, the man who knew how to help Bush push the people's buttons (at least before 2008, anyway). From there, it's a decidedly mixed bag: Thandie Newton, as Condoleezza Rice, turns in a sub-Janet Jackson-on-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SNL&lt;/span&gt; effort; Jeffrey Wright makes a reasonable stab at Colin Powell's voice of reason; and James Cromwell is impossible to separate from James Cromwell in the role of George H.W. Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Stone comes closest to revelatory in the scenes in which W. consults with his church pastor, seeking to light his inner fire. Someone who went so single-mindedly in the directions Bush did must have felt some divine anointment. Stone aims to tie it all together in a series of fantasy interludes in which Bush stands before a stadium full of roaring baseball fans. It's high-concept and a noble attempt, but it's not the grandiose spiritual revelation audiences crave, particularly when it leaves the movie feeling as if it doesn't have an ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-2629154127245636756?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/2629154127245636756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=2629154127245636756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2629154127245636756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2629154127245636756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/12/movies-oliver-stones-w.html' title='Movies: Oliver Stone&apos;s W.'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/STwZXtw7zLI/AAAAAAAAARE/sEZj5TdncOY/s72-c/oliverstonew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1850340748944428615</id><published>2008-10-14T12:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:08:29.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The new Keane album for $2.99, omfg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SPTff6EGH5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/pOh_m1A44W8/s1600-h/perfectsymmetry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SPTff6EGH5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/pOh_m1A44W8/s320/perfectsymmetry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257072404303585170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;• Some days it's fun to be a consumer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I go to do my daily check at Amazon's MP3 store to see what's today's deal, and I did a spit take with my coffee upon seeing Keane's new album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perfect Symmetry&lt;/span&gt;, which hit stores today, on offer for "the unbelievably low price" of $2.99!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the kind of release I normally would have pre-ordered, counting on Amazon to get the physical CD to my mailbox on release day or the day after. Glad I didn't go that route this time.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes is playing hard for this one, as well: Apple's music store is offering the deluxe edition, which includes a bonus track, a whole album of demos and some video stuff, for $12.99. But it's saddled with DRM and lesser audio quality -- one of the big reasons iTunes is steadily losing me to Amazon.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've noticed a major new release offered as the MP3 deal of the day. Will we be so lucky next month when the new Killers album drops?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perfect Symmetry&lt;/span&gt; its first spin right now. "Spiralling" is a hot jam, and I love the geometric art design for this release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1850340748944428615?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1850340748944428615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1850340748944428615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1850340748944428615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1850340748944428615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-keane-album-for-299-omfg.html' title='The new Keane album for $2.99, omfg'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SPTff6EGH5I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/pOh_m1A44W8/s72-c/perfectsymmetry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-265284528400665077</id><published>2008-10-12T23:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:45:08.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>DVD: Shutter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SPLQXXMlSuI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mKECCJJcoNs/s1600-h/shutter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SPLQXXMlSuI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mKECCJJcoNs/s200/shutter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256492814877149922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;•  Joshua Jackson tries bad horror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror, remake, J-horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Masayuki Ochiai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Run time: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1 hr 25 mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;DVD released:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;July 15, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Joshua Jackson, Rachel Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This unnecessary J-Horror knockoff (it's actually a remake of a movie from Thailand) answers the question of whether &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dawson's Creek&lt;/span&gt;'s Pacey (Joshua Jackson) can carry a horror movie. Not that there's anything particularly wrong (or right) with his acting (that goes for his role in FOX's mediocre new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Files&lt;/span&gt; wannabe, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fringe&lt;/span&gt;, as well), but I kept expecting Dawson or Katie Holmes to come 'round the corner. With its Vengeful Female Spirit and Secrets from the Past, this movie feels as if it were made by someone whose only cinematic references are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ring&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Grudge&lt;/span&gt; and all the lame imitators that followed. The Jackson character and his new wife, played in full I-want-to-be-Naomi-Watts mode by Rachel Taylor, begin to find ghostly images in their photographs — both casual snapshots and in the professional work of Jackson's character. And that could be mildly interesting, but the movie can't even nail ghostly photos in a compelling fashion. The one almost-frightening moment involves a boy gazing at a window reflection on a subway train, and the rest you'll anticipate before it even happens. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shutter&lt;/span&gt; is one of those tired movies that leaves you wondering why anyone bothered; it's a picture totally out of focus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// DVD NOTES //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nothing like a steaming pile of cinematic dung gussied up with a dozen self-important featurettes, is there? Everything from shooting in Japan to tips for ghost hunting is covered. Alternate and deleted scenes, including an alternate ending, and audio commentaries are also needlessly included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-265284528400665077?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/265284528400665077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=265284528400665077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/265284528400665077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/265284528400665077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/10/dvd-shutter.html' title='DVD: Shutter'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SPLQXXMlSuI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mKECCJJcoNs/s72-c/shutter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8883340548819348764</id><published>2008-09-28T15:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:00:29.760-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>DVD: Sex and the City - The Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SN_v_OJcbdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/weNZjj_mK0c/s1600-h/sexandthecitymovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SN_v_OJcbdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/weNZjj_mK0c/s200/sexandthecitymovie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251179559945792978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;• Can 'Sex' last too long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Comedy, TV/book adaptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run time: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;2 hrs 25 mins (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Michael Patrick King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sarah Jessica Parker, Kim Cattrall, Kristin Davis, Cynthia Nixon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/span&gt; movie explores a most probing question: Can sex last too long? Turns out that, as much as I enjoyed catching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATC&lt;/span&gt; for the first time in reruns on TBS, the movie felt about as fun as going to church. All the necessary elements are there, but with a run time befitting heavier fare, the first big screen foray for these NYC ladies seems never-ending and a bit self-indulgent; perhaps it needs that half-hour sitcom structure to keep its comedy and drama sharp and taut. The plot finds Mr. Big doing exactly the kind of dithering you'd expect as his wedding date with Carrie Bradshaw looms, while Miranda gets the real downer subplot as Steve screws up. Samantha, as always, is funniest in her lively sexcapades, such as when she covers her body with sushi, although her relationship will also reach a turning point (get out the tissues, ladies). Ultimately, I just wanted them to get on with it all. The movie feels a good hour too long; the universal appeal of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATC&lt;/span&gt; has been neutered into a treacly chick flick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// DVD NOTES //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You'd expect some deleted scenes or outtakes, but a director's commentary and trailer are all you get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8883340548819348764?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8883340548819348764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8883340548819348764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8883340548819348764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8883340548819348764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/09/dvd-sex-and-city-movie.html' title='DVD: Sex and the City - The Movie'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SN_v_OJcbdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/weNZjj_mK0c/s72-c/sexandthecitymovie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1142342914298949047</id><published>2008-09-24T19:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:58:16.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Preview, review: The Ex List &amp; Gary Unmarried</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SNrvNEeotqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/do0cOtNQ5qo/s1600-h/garyunmarried.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SNrvNEeotqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/do0cOtNQ5qo/s320/garyunmarried.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249771323473311394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Ex List&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;(Fridays, 9e / 8c, debuts Oct. 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The premise of this new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghost Whisperer&lt;/span&gt; neighbor feels more like a movie idea than a network program: Bella Bloom visits a psychic who informs her that she has already met the perfect mate, which sends her mind reeling to all the men who have come and gone before. Each, presumably, will fill an hour-long episode. In the premiere, it's a geeky warbler whom Bloom dumped rather unceremoniously years ago. Now on a mission to find her soul mate, Bloom first looks up that former paramour, only to find that he's transformed into a studly rocker. Will he get over Bloom's cold dis of yore and give love another shot? Their tango proves surprisingly entertaining. As a partner to the mom-friendly (that is, not very good) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghost Whisperer&lt;/span&gt;, the show aspires to a sort of sexy dramedy feel, surrounding Bloom with an assortment of young hotties getting up to silliness like shaving their privates, and it nails both fairly effectively in the first outing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Premiere episode:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Gary Unmarried&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Wednesday, 8:30e / 7:30c, debuted tonight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Former SNLer Jay Mohr anchors &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Christine&lt;/span&gt;'s timeslot partner in CBS' bid to launch a Wednesday comedy block. He acquits himself well in the premiere of this new sitcom, which is competent if not particularly distinguishing in a first episode that finds the recently divorced Gary (Mohr) sparring with his ex, Allison (Paula Marshall), over issues such as whether teenage son Tom (Ryan Malgarini) is being appropriately supervised while he has a young female visitor in his room. Meanwhile, Ed Begley Jr. is trotted out as the couple's marriage counselor and Allison's inappropriate new love interest. It's pleasant enough in its debut, but it may need more than the lovely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt;'s uncertain ratings coattails to hang around.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Premiere episode:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pictured: Gary Unmarried's Mohr and Marshall / CBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1142342914298949047?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1142342914298949047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1142342914298949047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1142342914298949047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1142342914298949047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/09/preview-review-ex-list-gary-unmarried.html' title='Preview, review: The Ex List &amp; Gary Unmarried'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SNrvNEeotqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/do0cOtNQ5qo/s72-c/garyunmarried.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6593954692620157993</id><published>2008-09-21T21:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:17:30.111-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Preview: CBS' Worst Week isn't the worst premiere of the new season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SNb-QvP9i-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/NeDpzlCEaLk/s1600-h/WorstWeek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SNb-QvP9i-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/NeDpzlCEaLk/s320/WorstWeek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248661979261668322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Worst Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Monday, Sept. 22, 9:30e / 8:30c)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CBS rather undersold this new Monday night sitcom with those commercials showing Sam Briggs (Kyle Bornheimer) standing on a doorstep in what looks to be a big ol' diaper with a dorkified look on his face. Based on that, I had dismissed it as a likely asinine sitcom and an unworthy successor to the previous occupant of this time slot, the excellent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Adventures of Old Christine&lt;/span&gt;, which has been unceremoniously bounced to Wednesday night's new comedy hour. But the premiere episode is really a cleverly crafted exercise in misfortune and misunderstanding endlessly piled one upon another as Briggs tries in vain to impress the parents of his knocked-up girlfriend, Melanie (Erinn Hayes). Clever, even if urine does figure into the episode. Who knows if the show can sustain the momentum of the first episode, but the cast is a hoot, thanks largely to Kurtwood Smith, the stern and disapproving father from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That '70s Show&lt;/span&gt;, hamming it up as Melanie's — you guessed it — stern and disapproving father. The gentler condescension of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Name Is Earl&lt;/span&gt;'s Nancy Lenehan as Melanie's mother, Angela, is equally hilarious.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Premiere episode:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6593954692620157993?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6593954692620157993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6593954692620157993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6593954692620157993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6593954692620157993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/09/preview-cbs-worst-week-isnt-worst.html' title='Preview: CBS&apos; Worst Week isn&apos;t the worst premiere of the new season'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SNb-QvP9i-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/NeDpzlCEaLk/s72-c/WorstWeek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1313884688298956346</id><published>2008-05-18T14:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:42.239-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Pulling 'Teeth'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SDCH5Z45PZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8aCHNltBGxQ/s1600-h/teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SDCH5Z45PZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8aCHNltBGxQ/s200/teeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201806989884734866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So I walked into my local Movie Gallery yesterday afternoon all stoked to rent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;/span&gt;, the horror movie/cautionary fable about a teen girl with a toothed hooha (seriously). I couldn't find it on the shelf among the new releases, so I asked the clerk. She instantly knew what I was talking about. "Nobody has it," she informed me. "They've pulled it." It's certainly up for sale on Amazon, so I'm wondering if this is a regional thing -- I couldn't find any references on-line to stores pulling the title. Apparently the subject matter is too hot to handle, at least here in the puritanical South, where no one has ever seen, touched or thought about a female's hooha. Better to be thinking about guns and some more ways that we can divide ourselves by race, religion and eye color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clerk hit the nail on the head: "It makes me want to see it even more." You go, girl. I'll be placing my order soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;View the trailer for Mitchell Lichtenstein's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teeth&lt;/span&gt;, which received uniformly positive reviews, here:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809426687/trailer"&gt;TEETH TRAILER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1313884688298956346?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1313884688298956346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1313884688298956346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1313884688298956346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1313884688298956346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/05/pulling-teeth.html' title='Pulling &apos;Teeth&apos;'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SDCH5Z45PZI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8aCHNltBGxQ/s72-c/teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1034087172624765167</id><published>2008-05-03T12:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:42.460-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Books: The Water's Lovely • Ruth Rendell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SByl99bxZGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vIRItw3igc4/s1600-h/thewater%27slovely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SByl99bxZGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vIRItw3igc4/s200/thewater%27slovely.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196210553960359010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Mystery, psychological suspense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;July 17, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Having read about two dozen novels by Ruth Rendell and her alter ego, Barbara Vine, I've never felt I could sense the old master pulling the strings of her hapless characters until &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Water's Lovely&lt;/span&gt;. At the heart of the plot is a dark family secret — no surprise there — involving the death of a stepfather-to-be of a pair of sisters. It's not giving anything away to say that one of the sisters had a hand in his death, and it casts a shadow over the rest of their lives and drives their mother to madness. Repercussions of that murderous act surface later in life as the two court prospective mates. Meanwhile, Rendell's wicked, deadpan sense of humor is in rare form, and she's having nearly too much fun with a character who is consumed with hypochondria, a young lady who sits with the elderly while plotting to get in their good graces and then kill them for their fortune, and a character who encounters the miseries of dating in late middle age. It's all spun with her usual skill and elegant prose but feels a tad contrived when measured against late-period peaks such as A Sight for Sore Eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Incidental &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rendell's next novel, Not in the Flesh, an entry in the venerable Wexford series, is due June 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1034087172624765167?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1034087172624765167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1034087172624765167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1034087172624765167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1034087172624765167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/05/books-waters-lovely-ruth-rendell.html' title='Books: The Water&apos;s Lovely • Ruth Rendell'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/SByl99bxZGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vIRItw3igc4/s72-c/thewater%27slovely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1589677700548427518</id><published>2008-03-09T22:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:42.561-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense/thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Summer of (M.) Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9SxMKqQrOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7vbOz254vyc/s1600-h/TheHappening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9SxMKqQrOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7vbOz254vyc/s200/TheHappening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175956694333697250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;emember a couple months back when I &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-x-files-for-x-philes.html"&gt;waxed optimistic&lt;/a&gt; about what’s shaping up to be a great summer at the cineplex? Of course you don’t, but there’s another addition to the list, M. Night Shyamalan’s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Happening&lt;/span&gt;. Setting aside the mild disappointment of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Village&lt;/span&gt; and the near-apocalyptic disappointment of &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/07/movies-lady-in-water.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady in the Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,  M. Night’s work is still must-see in my book. I’m also setting aside concerns about apparent similarities to Stephen King’s Cell, which has already seen an alleged copycat in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Signal&lt;/span&gt;, a movie that hit limited release a few weeks back. Nevertheless, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Happening&lt;/span&gt; should have a strong lead in Mark Wahlberg. The somewhat obtuse trailer, complete with some au courant raving about the disappearing bees, can be seen &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/movies/trailers/1809921595/1809994507/?http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809921595/video/6535858/20080221/144/6535858-1000-wmv-s.58577353-,6535858-700-flash-s.58577362-,6535858-100-flash-s.58577354-,6535858-100-wmv-s.58577346-,6535858-1000-flash-s.58577364-,6535858-300-wmv-s.58577348-,6535858-300-flash-s.58577360-,6535858-700-wmv-s.58577352-,6535859-10300-qtv-s.58577375-,6535859-2700-qtv-s.58577367-,6535859-6800-qtv-s.58577368-"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our revised essential summer viewing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Speed Racer&lt;/span&gt; • &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;May 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sex and the City&lt;/span&gt; • &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;May 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The Happening&lt;/span&gt; • &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;June 13&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The X-Files 2&lt;/span&gt; • &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;July 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1589677700548427518?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1589677700548427518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1589677700548427518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1589677700548427518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1589677700548427518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer-of-m-night.html' title='Summer of (M.) Night'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9SxMKqQrOI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7vbOz254vyc/s72-c/TheHappening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3239072262057265351</id><published>2008-03-08T15:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:42.843-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Rolling up the charts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9MCKKqQrNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/uQCd7mjZP38/s1600-h/thekillerssawdust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9MCKKqQrNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/uQCd7mjZP38/s200/thekillerssawdust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175482770462387410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now that &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/TheJebber"&gt;Last.fm&lt;/a&gt; has been tracking my listening habits for a good while, I thought it would be fun to take a look at my rolling three-month chart to see what's been gaining steam in my iTunes of late (I've culled out a couple of Christmas tunes, just because). There's always something in my top charts that surprises me a bit, so here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;MGMT, "Time to Pretend (Radio Version)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Probably my second favorite new song of the year thus far, this anthemic stomper quickly gets under the skin, as do its cheeky lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Will to Power, "Fly Bird"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/11/cassingle-rewind-will-to-power-im-not.html"&gt;Will to Power&lt;/a&gt; came back to mind last year when I drug out the old &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/single-no-more.html"&gt;cassette single (cassingle) collection&lt;/a&gt;. I had their first eponymous album on cassette, but I never had the second album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Journey Home&lt;/span&gt;, which spawned the top 10 single "I'm Not in Love," a cover of the 10cc tune. The album is plentifully available from Amazon sellers for a penny, so I snagged a copy out of curiosity. It's fairly awful, but "Fly Bird," an empowerment ballad that bears some musical similarities to their big hit, "Baby I Love Your Way / Free Bird Medley (Free Baby)," soars to similar heights and is their one lost, shoulda-been hit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Icehouse, "Crazy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The opening wash of moody synths and guitar absolutely slays me — it is '80s perfection and a wonderful lean-in to a great pop song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Goldfrapp, "A&amp;amp;E"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The song of the year thus far for 2008, it's lyrically fascinating. She's in a backless dress on a pastel ward, and I can't get enough of this folky electronica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Goldfrapp, "Number 1"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I never bought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supernature&lt;/span&gt; but have gradually been downloading the tracks; this is the latest. The only artist to appear twice in the top 10 — she's my Saturday; she's my number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Madonna, "Keep It Together (single remix)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Following the lead of "Like a Prayer" and "Express Yourself," here's another single mix that easily one-ups the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like a Prayer&lt;/span&gt; album version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Jermaine Stewart, "We Don't Have to Take Our Clothes Off"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I didn't give this song a second thought back in the '80s, but it's really a great jam, even if it seems to owe a large debt in production style to Whitney Houston's "How Will I know." And the lyrics are funny-clever: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not a word from your lips / You just took for granted that I'd want to skinny dip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Bryan Ferry, "New Town"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ferry's "Kiss and Tell" is a classy pop single that just grazed the top 40 in 1987 when it was featured in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bright Lights, Big City&lt;/span&gt; soundtrack and Ferry's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bete Noire&lt;/span&gt; album; "New Town" is a hypnotic selection from the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Lindsey Buckingham, "Holiday Road"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This one is the result of one of my obsessive quests to obtain a hard-to-find track — in this case, Mavis Staples' "Christmas Vacation," the perfect slice of giddy, holiday pop that is the theme to the movie of the same name (best Christmas movie ever, too). It's extremely difficult to get, and I snagged it on the 10th anniversary &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas Vacation&lt;/span&gt; soundtrack release, of which only 20,000 were pressed and sold only at the Six Flags theme park (don't ask me why). Bunches of them show up on eBay around Christmas. Among the bonuses on that disc are Buckingham's wonderful "Holiday Road" and "Dancin' Across the USA" (two more that aren't out for download) from the 1983 movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Lampoon's Vacation&lt;/span&gt;, whose soundtrack may or may not have ever been released, depending on whom you believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The Killers, "Ruby, Don't Take Your Love to Town"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sawdust&lt;/span&gt; has been a bit overrated in some quarters — it's a really uneven listening experience — but this live take on the Kenny Rogers and the First Edition classic is a real treat. Some of the first albums I listened to were Rogers' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Gambler&lt;/span&gt; and one of his hits collections, and this affecting story-song was on the latter. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair / Oh, Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere?&lt;/span&gt; Vocalist Brandon Flowers pulls off a tricky one, and the band does a fine interpretation of the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-3239072262057265351?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/3239072262057265351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=3239072262057265351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3239072262057265351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3239072262057265351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/03/rolling-up-charts.html' title='Rolling up the charts'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9MCKKqQrNI/AAAAAAAAAPo/uQCd7mjZP38/s72-c/thekillerssawdust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-4122467398776996735</id><published>2008-03-06T15:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:43.003-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Learning about The Bird and the Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9BlJ_LYEbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/CGny-bCdqIo/s1600-h/thebirdandthebee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9BlJ_LYEbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/CGny-bCdqIo/s200/thebirdandthebee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174747194101076402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;part from Goldfrapp, my newest crush is The Bird and The Bee. I discovered them courtesy of iTunes, which offered the slightly curios duo's wispy, beautiful rendition of "The Carol of the Bells" as one if its free downloads in the run-up to Christmas. Their breezy, meticulously arranged electronic sound is peppered with retro influences and lifted by Inara George's voice flowing like silk in the breeze. Two EPs, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please Clap Your Hands&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Too Many Hearts&lt;/span&gt;, followed their first album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bird and The Bee&lt;/span&gt;. They are perhaps best known for the provocatively named "F*cking Boyfriend," a song title that belies their breezy, sunny pop disposition. My favorites are "So You Say," an irresistible, '60s-infused pop stomper from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please Clap Your Hands&lt;/span&gt;; "Again and Again," one of their most addictive, gentle melodies from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bird and The Bee&lt;/span&gt;; and "Birthday," the danceable opener of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Too Many Hearts&lt;/span&gt;. Also fun is their sweet-sounding yet winking take on the Bee Gees ballad "How Deep Is Your Love;" their humor also shines in song titles such as "Polite Dance Song." The four-track EP &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Too Many Hearts&lt;/span&gt; is officially out March 31, but it is already available for download at iTunes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-4122467398776996735?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/4122467398776996735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=4122467398776996735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4122467398776996735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4122467398776996735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/03/learning-about-bird-and-bee.html' title='Learning about The Bird and the Bee'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R9BlJ_LYEbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/CGny-bCdqIo/s72-c/thebirdandthebee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5114166715379541720</id><published>2008-03-03T15:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:15:09.864-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense/thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Scary: NBC preps 'Fear Itself' horror anthology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Let's hope this turns out better than TNT's &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/07/tv-nightmares-dreamscapes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nightmares &amp;amp; Dreamscapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which started strong and then tanked: NBC and Lions Gate are prepping &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear Itself&lt;/span&gt;, a 13-episode horror and suspense anthology to air on the impatient network at a date yet to be slated. The two have just announced the writing, directing and acting talent attached to the project, which was created by Mick Garris. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Among the biggest names are directors John Landis (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An American Werewolf in London&lt;/span&gt;), Darren Bousman (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saw II&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;III&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IV&lt;/span&gt; [torture porn on network TV, anyone?]) and Brad Anderson (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Machinist&lt;/span&gt;). If those names leave you unimpressed, the list of actors, drawing heavily from TV shows such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Judging Amy&lt;/span&gt;, will have you nodding off. The writers, however, include folks behind worthy entertainments like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wind Chill&lt;/span&gt;, among many others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Here's a sampling of installments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Eater // &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A rookie cop must spend her first night in the precinct watching over a serial killer dubbed "The Eater" (Stephen R. Hart, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shoot 'Em Up&lt;/span&gt;). When her fellow cops start acting bizarre, she quickly learns that no one is who they seem. Are they ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Spooked //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;While on a stake out in a haunted house, a private eye (Eric Roberts) is made to confront the demons of his past. Aren't they always?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Community //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This one's directed by Mary Harron, who did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Psycho&lt;/span&gt;, so that's a promising start. When a young married couple finds the perfect house in the perfect neighborhood, their lives seem ... well ... perfect. But as the dark underbelly of their neighborhood creeps to the surface, they soon realize that their neighbors will go to any extreme — even murder — to make sure that they comply with their twisted sense of conformity. Brings to mind that great &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Files&lt;/span&gt; where Mulder and Scully pose as the married couple in a too-perfect suburban neighborhood, doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Red Snow //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When four criminals find themselves stranded in an old, snow-covered fort, they slowly discover both the fort and the seductive trio of sirens who reside there are filled with deadly secrets. Again, aren't they always?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;New Year's Day //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A young woman wakes up in a post-apocalyptic world overrun by horrifying zombies. Really, zombies? Again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm a bit surprised to see NBC dipping into a horror anthology. Of course, if the series turns out to be any good, it will surely suffer the fate of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kidnapped&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quarterlife&lt;/span&gt; and get yanked after one to four episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5114166715379541720?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5114166715379541720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5114166715379541720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5114166715379541720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5114166715379541720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/03/scary-nbc-preps-fear-itself-horror.html' title='Scary: NBC preps &apos;Fear Itself&apos; horror anthology'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8374752031324989316</id><published>2008-02-23T18:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:43.287-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other stuff'/><title type='text'>Not in Kansas anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R8C-dOixPKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/co-6bmfITqE/s1600-h/oztornado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R8C-dOixPKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/co-6bmfITqE/s320/oztornado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170341781550742690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;on't you hate those "this is why I haven't posted in forever" blog posts? Well, this is one of those posts, more or less.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the week of Super Tuesday that derailed me — a week of high drama on many fronts (and I don't mean the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivor Fans vs. Favorites&lt;/span&gt; premiere). I was dispatched to Oxford, Miss., for the week to cover a double-murder trial that had been moved from a neighboring county — plenty of drama in and of itself, but the week proved to be a whirlwind — literally — of other big news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No offense to the Oxonians, but my foremost thought whenever I am in the town where I attended "Ole Miss" back in the early to mid-'90s is usually, "When can I leave?" And on Super Tuesday, after a full day on a stiff court bench, I had no intention of venturing out and missing coverage of a presidential race that is perhaps the most interesting I'll see in my lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing much went as planned that week. As promised, storms were brewing as I arrived back at the luxurious Days Inn, and, as I began pecking out the day's trial news on my laptop, the tornado sirens began to blare. While I never saw more than darkly threatening skies above my picturesque view of a covered swimming pool, an EF-3 tornado was blowing through just north of town, upending some people's lives while I contemplated what I might have for dinner. Other tornados hit Memphis and Jackson in Tennessee, and an EF-1 tornado passed just a few miles west of my home base in Corinth, Miss. (you can see the storm tracks &lt;a href="http://www.srh.noaa.gov/meg/events/20080205/graphics/track_map.png"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;; look towards the bottom for Oxford and toward the right for Corinth). It was a crazy night of switching back and forth between hysterical Super Tornado and Super Tuesday coverage and a frenzy of phone calls with family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Oxford on Friday with an improbably hung jury (11-1) and a weariness that has only begun to lift in the past week or so. Stepping away from the blog for a few weeks has probably been a good thing, anyway. I don't know where Toto is, but I'm ready to roll again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8374752031324989316?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8374752031324989316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8374752031324989316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8374752031324989316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8374752031324989316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-in-kansas-anymore.html' title='Not in Kansas anymore'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R8C-dOixPKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/co-6bmfITqE/s72-c/oztornado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1829136706044405016</id><published>2008-01-24T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T13:29:42.135-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Falling for Goldfrapp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guess I've had my head up my ass, because I've yet to buy a Golfrapp album. I got the feisty "Ooh La La" as a free download ages ago, and I later added "Fly Me Away," which sticks in the brain like a magnet and makes me try to dance (not a good thing). Now comes "A&amp;amp;E," the first single from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seventh Tree&lt;/span&gt;, due Feb. 26. The buzz is that this album changes direction, but "A&amp;amp;E" is an instantly lovable tune with a fine video centering on Ms. Golfrapp in a dancing forest. I should just give it up and go place my preorder for the album now …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="289" id="player" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" align="middle"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://cdn.last.fm/videoplayer/33/VideoPlayer.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="embed=true&amp;amp;creator=Goldfrapp&amp;amp;title=A%26E&amp;amp;uniqueName=3901762&amp;amp;albumArt=http://static.last.fm/depth/catalogue/noimage/nocover_flashplayer.png&amp;amp;duration=&amp;amp;image=http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/image:320/3901762.jpg&amp;amp;FSSupport=true"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://cdn.last.fm/videoplayer/33/VideoPlayer.swf" menu="false" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="340" height="289" name="player" align="middle" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="embed=true&amp;amp;creator=Goldfrapp&amp;amp;title=A%26E&amp;amp;uniqueName=3901762&amp;amp;albumArt=http://static.last.fm/depth/catalogue/noimage/nocover_flashplayer.png&amp;amp;duration=&amp;amp;image=http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/image:320/3901762.jpg&amp;amp;FSSupport=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1829136706044405016?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1829136706044405016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1829136706044405016' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1829136706044405016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1829136706044405016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/falling-for-goldfrapp.html' title='Falling for Goldfrapp'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6836955179581724873</id><published>2008-01-23T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:43.437-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>TV preview: Welcome to the Captain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5gVXu-SHOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UmR_Bkj0xeo/s1600-h/welcometothecaptain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5gVXu-SHOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UmR_Bkj0xeo/s200/welcometothecaptain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158896870643342562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• CBS unveils another strong Monday comedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Premiere: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;8:30/7:30c, Monday, Feb. 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict through two episodes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's hard for any sitcom in the 2000s to shake that sense of laugh-track insincerity and stake out original ground, but it doesn't take long for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome to the Captain&lt;/span&gt;'s charms to do the trick. Aiding the cause is an impressive cast with the likes of Raquel Welch, Jeffrey Tambor (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Larry Sanders Show&lt;/span&gt;) and newcomer Fran Kranz, who eases gracefully into his leading role. (There's also Chris Klein [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Pie&lt;/span&gt;], who comes across like Jim Carrey Jr. — overly expressive to the point of absurdity). These characters are residents of a storied Hollywood apartment building, El Capitan (known by residents as "The Captain"), where Josh (Kranz) has just moved in and is eyeing another new tenant, Hope (Joanna Garcia). Recurring themes include Uncle Saul (Tambor) and doorman Jesus (pronounced like the Christian figure) busily gossiping over the goings on in The Captain and Saul attempting to woo veteran starlet Charlene (Welch). Josh spends much of the first two episodes trying to endear himself to Hope, an aspiring acupuncturist. The second episode, "Weekend at Saul's," finds Josh hiding out with Saul in his vacation getaway (it's in the upper reaches of the same building), and is the stronger of the first two installments. The ensemble is intriguing, and the pacing doesn't match the predictable ebb and flow of the typical sitcom — the funny is laced with genuine melancholy, as it should be. Cutely quirky (in a good way), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome to the Captain&lt;/span&gt; feels, right out of the gate, like a show that ought to be around for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6836955179581724873?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6836955179581724873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6836955179581724873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6836955179581724873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6836955179581724873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/tv-preview-welcome-to-captain.html' title='TV preview: Welcome to the Captain'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5gVXu-SHOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UmR_Bkj0xeo/s72-c/welcometothecaptain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-4198747228646927590</id><published>2008-01-23T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:43.785-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>TV: The Moment of Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5gBjO-SHNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Pv08Ved7tko/s1600-h/themomentoftruth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5gBjO-SHNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Pv08Ved7tko/s200/themomentoftruth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158875077979282642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• This 'truth' isn't pretty as FOX lowers the bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Airs 9/8c Wednesdays on FOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Even setting aside the dubiousness of awarding cash for answers based on responses given during a lie detector test, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Moment of Truth&lt;/span&gt; is a vile concept for a television program in which contestants answer a series of increasingly uncomfortable questions. Sometimes the query might be a tad funny — a football player is forced to admit that he sneaked a peek while in the shower — but that does not excuse the more volatile questions whose answers could literally change people's lives. The same contestant is later asked if he has put off having children because he is not sure that his wife will be his lifelong partner. With said wife sitting onstage to provide reactions (and, if she chooses, force a question to be tossed out), he answers "yes," and the uncomfortable conversations that will occur later between this couple can be felt hanging in the air. It's like watching a horrific traffic accident staged for the purpose of entertainment, and just because it is there does not mean anyone should partake. It's a shame to see talented host Mark L. Walberg, who should have been tapped to helm the syndicated game show &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/crash-and-prizes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, involved with this atrocity, which features another of those boring pseudo-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; sets and tired pseudo-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; money trees. The fact that this format is being produced in 23 other countries, as FOX touts on its website, only proves that pandering for ratings is universal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-4198747228646927590?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/4198747228646927590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=4198747228646927590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4198747228646927590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4198747228646927590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/tv-moment-of-truth.html' title='TV: The Moment of Truth'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5gBjO-SHNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Pv08Ved7tko/s72-c/themomentoftruth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-2617988064543481291</id><published>2008-01-20T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:44.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>This week: New Stephen King, Burnout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5QMfvdImmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x3pgJkOGzjs/s1600-h/dumakey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5QMfvdImmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x3pgJkOGzjs/s200/dumakey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157761212700203618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• Notable entertainment product in stores Jan. 22 and a movie in theaters Jan. 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Stephen King • Duma Key //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What's the last &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; good King you read? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insomnia&lt;/span&gt;? An early &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Tower&lt;/span&gt; selection? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shining&lt;/span&gt;? The last couple novels — &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cell&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lisey's Story&lt;/span&gt; — have given me some hope that the mid'90s to '00s slump of books like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rose Madder&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon&lt;/span&gt; might be waning. Like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lisey's Story&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duma Key&lt;/span&gt; appears to be another of his Serious Writer efforts, and that's OK if it's as rich as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lisey's Story&lt;/span&gt;, which has its dead weight but is a step in the right direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;MGMT • Oracular Spectacular //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If the album is half as good as the first track, "Time to Pretend," which opens like a bad Erasure track but quickly redeems itself, this will be a must. "Time to Pretend" has been a free download at iTunes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Natasha Bedingfield • Pocketful of Sunshine //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Will she forever be remembered as Daniel Bedingfield's sister and the chick who churned out one great pop single, "Unwritten"? Herein may reside the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Untraceable //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The trailer seems to reveal 90 percent of what happens in the movie, a torture porn twist in which Diane Lane tries to stop a killer who broadcasts his unthinkable handiwork on the Internet, making everyone who looks an accomplice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;In a quiet week on the DVD front, I'm a tad ashamed to say I would watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Simple Life: Goes to Camp&lt;/span&gt; (10 episodes), and proud to say I wouldn't watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saw IV&lt;/span&gt; (how many more?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Burnout Paradise (Playstation 3, Xbox 360) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The first incentive I've seen to actually buy a PS3: a title billed as a reinvention of the amazing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burnout&lt;/span&gt; series, a racing game focused on crashing and destruction that is a singularly brilliant catharsis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-2617988064543481291?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/2617988064543481291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=2617988064543481291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2617988064543481291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2617988064543481291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-week-new-stephen-king-burnout.html' title='This week: New Stephen King, Burnout'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5QMfvdImmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x3pgJkOGzjs/s72-c/dumakey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8166436583969085911</id><published>2008-01-20T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:44.198-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>TV preview: The New Adventures of Old Christine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5Oe5vdImlI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1RwsH_84Co4/s1600-h/christine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5Oe5vdImlI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1RwsH_84Co4/s200/christine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157640713097747026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;• Finally, Christine returns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Premiere: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;9:30/8:30c, Monday, Feb. 4, on CBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Verdict, episodes 1 and 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One of this series' burning questions — will Christine (Julia Louis-Dreyfus) ever hook up with Mr. Harris (Blair Underwood) — is answered in the new season's first episode, in which Christine frets over whether she's good in bed and Matthew (Hamish Linklater) decides to quit medical school after an old neighbor shows up in class as a cadaver. Don't get too cozy with the idea of Christine dating Mr. Harris, because she's dating a college boy, albeit unintentionally, by the second episode. The familiar elements of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt; are in place — the pair of snooty school mommies and the very talented Trevor Gagnon as Ritchie, Christine's bright-eyed, inept son. It's disappointing this highlight in the currently bleak comedy landscape and CBS' Monday comedy block didn't get a full-season order from the network, but its return is comfort for those of us longing for some new adventures of old Elaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8166436583969085911?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8166436583969085911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8166436583969085911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8166436583969085911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8166436583969085911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/tv-preview-new-adventures-of-old.html' title='TV preview: The New Adventures of Old Christine'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5Oe5vdImlI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1RwsH_84Co4/s72-c/christine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1048833382093325525</id><published>2008-01-18T22:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:44.346-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense/thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>DVD: Joshua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5GDnvdImkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mglCW8_DBVQ/s1600-h/joshua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5GDnvdImkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mglCW8_DBVQ/s200/joshua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157047767092730434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;• This lost 2007 thriller is one to relish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Genres: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror, psychological thriller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;DVD released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Jan. 8, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;George Ratliff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Jacob Kogan, Sam Rockwell, Vera Farmiga, Celia Weston, Dallas Roberts, Shianne Kolb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; may owe a debt to movies like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Omen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Good Son&lt;/span&gt;, but it is smarter than either and a welcome, witty addition to the bad seed subgenre. If it is to be called a horror film, it is because its thrills are grounded in the horror of reality — that of screaming children, sibling rivalry and the quicksand of familial despair. Young Joshua (brilliantly portrayed by Jacob Kogan) seems the perfect child for perfect young couple Brad (Sam Rockwell) and Abby Cairn (Vera Farmiga), who have just experienced the birth of their second child, Lily. A bright piano prodigy, Joshua exhibits a quiet aversion to the new arrival, although his emotions become more apparent (at least to the audience, if not the parents): During a family gathering as relatives preen over the infant, Joshua projectile vomits. Soon, sweet Lily begins to cry incessantly, prompting Abby to take the child to the doctor and to gradually come unhinged as Joshua exhibits increasingly bizarre behavior — performing an Egyptian ritual on a stuffed animal and playing a whacked-out rendition of "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" on the piano at a school recital are a couple of mild examples. Brad, who is struggling with sinking fortunes at work, eventually becomes wise to the nefarious doings of his son (the revalatory moment, involving a videotape and a whispered, "No one will ever love you," may be the movie's creepy peak), and some finely tuned cat-and-mouse ensues. Adding layers of richness is the movie's endless wit; moments of tension are perfectly balanced with the darkest of humor, and supporting players Celia Weston and Dallas Roberts mine this territory with diabolically good results. The movie got bumped around the 2007 release schedule and never made it to wide release, but that's no surprise — the abruptly provocative ending would incense Friday night popcorn audiences. But, for viewers who appreciates a cerebral thriller, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; will be a topic of lively post-viewing discussion and debate on several levels (Hey! You never actually see him do anything bad!), a sure sign that a flick is well worth your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// DVD NOTES //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Surprisingly, the disc offers a dts soundtrack. A few deleted scenes are mildly interesting but not illuminating, and the same is largely true of the interview material. The theatrical poster, shown here, is so much better than the DVD cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// ABOUT THE RATING //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The cumulative effect of bad horror movies has taken its toll: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephen King's The Mist&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/span&gt; have all been rated 4.5 here, but they would have been 4's back in the blog's early days, before all the bad ones made me feel a little more generous toward the really good ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1048833382093325525?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1048833382093325525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1048833382093325525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1048833382093325525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1048833382093325525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/dvd-joshua.html' title='DVD: Joshua'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R5GDnvdImkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mglCW8_DBVQ/s72-c/joshua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3005570494593751909</id><published>2008-01-12T19:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:44.479-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassingle rewind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><title type='text'>Cassingle rewind: Toni Childs • Don't Walk Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R4lnLPdImjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HLBUjPpsCX4/s1600-h/singles-tonichilds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R4lnLPdImjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HLBUjPpsCX4/s200/singles-tonichilds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154764691327195698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Label: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;A&amp;amp;M Records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot 100 peak: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;72 in 1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was I thinking?" index: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;0 (none)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;"Don't Walk Away," "Hush"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// A SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not to be confused with the nose-chain-wearing Jane Child of "Don't Wanna Fall in Love" fame, Toni Childs is a would-be pop starlet whose excellent debut single was not in the right place at the right time. She was fleetingly a member of Berlin ("Take My Breath Away") before that group produced its first album, so she twice dodged hitting the big-time. "Don't Walk Away," from the album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Union&lt;/span&gt;, is certainly one of the most obscure selections in my cassingle collection; the song stalled in the lower reaches of the Hot 100 and was her only appearance on that chart, although she did resurface with a dance chart hit in 1994.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I only heard "Don't Walk Away" a few times on VH1 while watching for the school bus in the morning (so the cable network was good for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; besides &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love the 80s&lt;/span&gt;), and Childs' commanding delivery of the title lyric, combined with a synthy and brassy, driving pop-rock melody immediately seized the attention of a young pop fan. Listening to the song now for the first time in probably 17 years, I'm reminded of how striking it is, thanks in large part to Childs' big, distinctive voice; with the proper nudge, this well-honed tune surely would have scaled into the top 40. It's essentially a song about love and longing: "Time passes slowly, time passes on / Waiting for my man to call / When there's no man at all /Do I stand here waiting / For the earth to turn to dust," etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// B SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The extra track, "Hush," has more of a world music feel; it's not a stretch to imagine Peter Gabriel singing it. "Hush" shares the same knack for melody as "Don't Walk Away" and sounds like something that might show up in the soundtrack to a female-oriented TV drama. This one isn't a B-side exclusive — it also appears on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Union&lt;/span&gt; album. For whatever reason, the extra track isn't named on the single's sleeve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// C SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A couple of other albums and compilations followed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Union&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, and Childs is well represented at the major download sites. After playing the cassingle again (the wheels still turn, and it still sounds good!), I couldn't resist downloading "Don't Walk Away" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;— how much more broke would the music industry be if we didn't buy the same music in different formats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-3005570494593751909?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/3005570494593751909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=3005570494593751909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3005570494593751909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3005570494593751909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/cassingle-rewind-toni-childs-dont-walk.html' title='Cassingle rewind: Toni Childs • Don&apos;t Walk Away'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R4lnLPdImjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/HLBUjPpsCX4/s72-c/singles-tonichilds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3641601613857922157</id><published>2008-01-06T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:44.653-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-fi'/><title type='text'>More X-Files for the X-philes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R4GWWvdImiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/74A307acViM/s1600-h/scullyandmulder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R4GWWvdImiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/74A307acViM/s200/scullyandmulder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152564766128511522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;• Finally, Mulder and Scully get a second movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Setting aside most or all of season 9, I can't get enough of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The X-Files&lt;/span&gt;, so the recent news of a second movie finally moving ahead is as exciting as a new season following a devastating cliffhanger at the end of the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Slated for July 25, the movie got a release date after Chris Carter and FOX finally cleared up their lawsuit ugliness. I would wager that dispute doesn't hold a candle to the fracases that go on in this house over merely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The X-Files&lt;/span&gt;, because half of us refuse to watch mythology episodes, preferring instead to watch only the stand-alones, and particularly the "monster" ones. I have considered gifting my co-viewer one of those mythology episode collections out of pure meanness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;At least going to see the movie will be an easy choice, because it is confirmed to be a stand-alone (although I'm rooting for at least a cameo from some of the old mythology favorites — the mysterious Smoking Man, weaselly Alex Krycek or the slinky Marita Covarrubias). But the ongoing dispute has meant I'm getting through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The X-Files&lt;/span&gt; DVDs at a snail's pace as we bicker over what to watch. While many of the non-conspiracy episodes are among my favorites — the Loch Ness-esque "Quagmire," the forest suspense of "Detour," and that one about the brain-eating boy, "Hungry," for a few examples — nothing compares to the complex wonder this series built in the prime of the conspiracy episodes. (Except maybe the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/span&gt;. Get back to me on that after I've seen seasons three and four.) Doesn't matter that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The X-Files&lt;/span&gt; didn't reach a wholly satisfying conclusion; the journey was its own reward, and now we have the hope of resolution in a future movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;With Mulder and Scully on board, it's shaping up to be great fun at the cinema this summer. I can't remember the last time I was looking forward to summer movies this much, thanks to these must-sees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The X-Files (untitled sequel)&lt;/span&gt; • &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Speed Racer (directed by the Wachowskis)&lt;/span&gt; • &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;May 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/span&gt; • &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;May 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-3641601613857922157?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/3641601613857922157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=3641601613857922157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3641601613857922157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3641601613857922157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-x-files-for-x-philes.html' title='More X-Files for the X-philes'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R4GWWvdImiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/74A307acViM/s72-c/scullyandmulder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6791774057719609082</id><published>2008-01-04T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:44.825-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot lists'/><title type='text'>Eleven things I loved in 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R38FYvdImhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ha6NR8qO4ug/s1600-h/themist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R38FYvdImhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ha6NR8qO4ug/s200/themist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151842421348801042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;A bit belatedly and in something of an order, although several of these could occupy the number one spot, here are the favorites of 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With no apologies to the haters, it's the best $399 I ever spent. I love having easy access to the Internet in my pocket, not to mention the pure beauty of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stranger Than Fiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Moving and existential, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stranger than Fiction&lt;/span&gt; is undoubtedly the cleverest movie that will ever have the "starring Will Ferrell" tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music downloads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Buying music on-line is as addictive as ever, thanks to Amazon trying to under-price iTunes and DRM use limitations appearing to be on the verge of full retreat — both developments are wins for consumers. I'm having more fun shopping for music, too, thanks to song samples, free downloads and the broad selection. Kudos to Radiohead (there's something I never expected to say) for stirring debate and mixing it up with its pick-your-price stunt for its release of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know: I'm a million years behind on this one, but this show finally ensnared me for good. While snarky baby Stewie and the other characters are a hoot, it's the devastating pop culture parody that kills. Prime example: Peter is given a copy of the cursed videotape from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ring&lt;/span&gt;, and it contains the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mannequin&lt;/span&gt;, which leaves him a face-contorted victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes the critical mass is wrong, and this stylish, modern take on vampire lore cleverly set in Alaska's month-long darkness is a prime example. It's arguably the best pure horror film of 2007 and one whose reputation will rise with time, even if the sun doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6 / 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;30 Rock and The New Adventures of Old Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With network comedy on the ropes, these feisty female-fronted laughers sharpened beautifully in their second seasons, giving me a reason to watch at least part of NBC Thursday again and sweetening CBS' pretty good Monday block (excepting the stale &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Remind Me" by Royksopp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I haven't saved a bundle on my car insurance, but I am thankful to Geico's marketing for turning me onto this hypnotic 2003 single, which has taken a place among my all-time top 10 played tracks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Riches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All the good drama is on cable now, isn't it? FX found something funny, moving and original in this tale of a family of thieving gypsies / travellin' folk / con artists who assume the lives of a newly deceased wealthy family. It was particularly rich when delving into the gypsy subculture, and its second season begins in a few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fracture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A mainstream thriller this smart and absorbing is a rarity, and it boasts Anthony Hopkins displaying a fascinating, refined Lecter-ish kind of menace we had no real reason to expect to see again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stephen King's The Mist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here's something I'll wager no one really expected from this adaptation of a King novella: a smart exploration of the way people divide themselves and the best King adaptation since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// Previous favorites //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/12/8-things-i-loved-in-2006.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; • &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2005/12/eight-things-i-loved-in-2005.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pictured: As a bible-beating, aspiring martyr, Marcia Gay Harden enlivens Stephen King's The Mist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6791774057719609082?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6791774057719609082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6791774057719609082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6791774057719609082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6791774057719609082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2008/01/eleven-things-i-loved-in-2007.html' title='Eleven things I loved in 2007'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R38FYvdImhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ha6NR8qO4ug/s72-c/themist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5907541200902977976</id><published>2007-12-23T15:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:44.951-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>TV: ABC's Duel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R27PNvhL6pI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_BgCHMU66SY/s1600-h/duel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R27PNvhL6pI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_BgCHMU66SY/s200/duel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147279259131964050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;• ABC tries another game show. Emphasis on 'tries.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finals air tonight, 8/7c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Host: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;ESPN's Mike Greenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;By the time the announcer promoted a sponsor's soda containing ginseng and twice the caffeine during the premiere of ABC's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duel&lt;/span&gt; as the show went to commercial, I felt as if I were watching an SNL parody of today's big-money primetime game shows. With the dark set and faux drama of ominous music and endless pregnant pauses, it embodies all the clichés of post-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; game shows. And, though I've said it a dozen times before, it must be repeated: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duel&lt;/span&gt; is yet another European import, proving again that there's not an original idea left for game shows in the U.S. entertainment industry. To ABC's credit, there's a mildly interesting premise at the heart of the game, in which two players face off with 10 chips in their possession. To advance, a player must place a chip next to the correct answer to a multiple-choice question. The twist is the contestant can place a chip next to one answer, all four possible answers, or somewhere in between to cover the educated guesses. Don't cover the correct answer or run out of chips and you're finished. The questions aren't particularly interesting but are at least tougher than average for today's game shows; I liked, "A mosquito can detect your presence from how far away?" The show's tournament format also mixes things up a bit compared to the familiar single-person Q&amp;amp;A, although it doesn't help that most players are winning one faceoff (and then breaking into sobs). Like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greed&lt;/span&gt;, the first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; imitator, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duel&lt;/span&gt; feels like a bombastic wannabe, although I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; find myself watching the whole episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5907541200902977976?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5907541200902977976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5907541200902977976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5907541200902977976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5907541200902977976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/12/tv-abcs-duel.html' title='TV: ABC&apos;s Duel'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R27PNvhL6pI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_BgCHMU66SY/s72-c/duel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-4162005514245712100</id><published>2007-12-16T17:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:45.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Survivor's China resurgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2W6JvhL6oI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GkmBYet884Y/s1600-h/survivorchinalogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2W6JvhL6oI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GkmBYet884Y/s200/survivorchinalogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144722825877908098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;• The reality icon restores faith in season 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt; may no longer be a top 10 ratings powerhouse, but the reality king's 15th season has been a smashing return to form, thanks partly to choosing a genuinely interesting location, something that seemed to become an afterthought in recent years. Maybe I just really needed the break that I took from the show by skipping last season's Fiji excursion, but, for the first time in six or seven seasons, I have watched each and every challenge without fast-forwarding through them, even if that near-pornographic mud wrestling early on was obviously calculated to titillate. In anticipation of tonight's finale, a few thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;• Ultra-cynical waif Courtney, one of my favorite contestants ever, produced one of the greatest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt; quotes of all time when discussing the castaways voting habits regarding the incredibly annoying and self-congratulatory poker player Jean-Robert, Courtney's nemesis: "Jean-Robert is the Susan Lucci of tribal council … his name is always up there but it never quite happens." (I'm pulling that from memory, so give or take a word.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;• From the beginning, I've felt the hidden immunity idol is a gimmick that smacks of ratings desperation, but it, too, was a source of great comic relief and irony this season as Jaime, obliviously convinced she possessed a hidden immunity idol, confidently played it at tribal council. Host Jeff Probst revealed it was nothing more than set dressing and, stoking the moment perfectly, tossed it into the flames. Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;• A mostly likable cast helped, though there are a few notable exceptions. Frosti joined Jean-Robert on the "wouldn't pee on him to put out a fire" list with his graceless parting comments, in which he lamented getting beat by the flight attendant (Todd) and lunch lady (Denise). Along with Courtney, they are an unlikely triumvirate in the final four (although Denise is likely to be voted out first tonight), which is wonderfully free of self-adoring alpha males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;• It's always tough to predict the winner, but I'm giving the edge to Amanda, who has largely taken the under-the-radar approach. Todd is the kind of strategic mastermind who doesn't win the hearts of jury members, although the ladies may wise up and take him out in the fourth or third slot. Denise is too much of an outsider, in addition to being the odd woman out of the remaining alliance. Courtney's acerbic candor has ruffled some feathers, and some will find her undeserving because of her lack of physical prowess — people are funny like that. That leaves Amanda to cruise to a million bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can't wait to get wrapped up in another season of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt;, and I don't remember the last time I felt that way. Verdict for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivor: China&lt;/span&gt;, thus far: &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-4162005514245712100?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/4162005514245712100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=4162005514245712100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4162005514245712100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4162005514245712100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/12/survivors-china-resurgence.html' title='Survivor&apos;s China resurgence'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2W6JvhL6oI/AAAAAAAAAOI/GkmBYet884Y/s72-c/survivorchinalogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5802133802855864297</id><published>2007-12-16T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:45.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense/thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Movies: I Am Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2WSsfhL6nI/AAAAAAAAAOA/t2fvvTQmaAY/s1600-h/iamlegend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2WSsfhL6nI/AAAAAAAAAOA/t2fvvTQmaAY/s200/iamlegend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144679442413251186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• A much-anticipated blockbuster is steeped in overly familiar themes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror, sci-fi, adaptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Run time: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Francis Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Will Smith, Alice Braga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's unfortunate that a movie adapted from classic source material — Richard Matheson's 1954 novel — can end up feeling derivative of countless other zombie, virus and zombie-virus movies, but that's the fate of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/span&gt;, which never musters the depth to make the viewer feel much more than the predictable tension of jump scares and chase scenes. Scientist Robert Neville (Will Smith) is, or thinks he is, the last person left alive after the cure for cancer goes terribly wrong (a clever touch), transforming the populace into vampire-like creatures that feed on human blood and do not mix with sunshine. Immune to the virus, Neville, with his dog friend, an emotive crutch for the movie, hunts deer by day on the car-littered streets of New York City, where the only sounds are those of birds and bugs. He works on a cure for the virus in his basement lab, using rodents and captured mutants as test subjects. He entertains himself with a fancy TV, visiting a video store daily to pluck new selections from the shelves and to interact with the mannequins he has placed along the way to make the world feel less empty. His wristwatch alarm is set to remind him when it's time to retreat to the security of home, where windows and doors are covered with steel barriers. As Neville appears to be on the trail of a cure, his circumstances take an increasingly desperate turn as the infected become wise to his location. While his encounters with the infected do build suspense, the movie fails to make the viewer truly feel the depths of isolation and desperation that would have tormented the man's fragile emotions, leaving this a less moving story than it could have been. Still, with this movie and, particularly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I, Robot&lt;/span&gt;, Smith deserves kudos for bringing smarter ideas to the blockbuster movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// DID YOU KNOW? //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/span&gt; is the third movie based on Matheson's novel, following &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Last Man on Earth&lt;/span&gt; (1964) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Omega Man&lt;/span&gt; (1971).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5802133802855864297?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5802133802855864297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5802133802855864297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5802133802855864297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5802133802855864297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/12/movies-i-am-legend.html' title='Movies: I Am Legend'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2WSsfhL6nI/AAAAAAAAAOA/t2fvvTQmaAY/s72-c/iamlegend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-7449969091760743303</id><published>2007-12-12T15:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:45.459-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Amazon and Radiohead: Shaking up CD vs. MP3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2BNeS2nUwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mzJXBjx6bEc/s1600-h/inrainbows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2BNeS2nUwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mzJXBjx6bEc/s200/inrainbows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143195957309428482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm already a compulsive iTunes user, but when it comes to buying digital music, I've been a "single" man thus far, plucking favored tracks here and there rather than buying complete albums. But the grip of the physical CD may be loosening — at least for artists other than the few I'm completely obsessed with — as I've downloaded two MP3 albums in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was probably just a matter of time until Amazon truly grabbed my attention with its music downloads, and it officially happened last weekend as I was ostensibly shopping for Christmas gifts but secretly plotting to buy the new Killers CD, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sawdust&lt;/span&gt;. As part of a sale on certain download albums, the whole 17-track affair was on offer from Amazon for $7.99, and there was no passing that up, especially with a track list that throws in a remix of "Mr. Brightside." Amazon offers a downloader application to ease the process, and it came with a free track, to boot, by The Apples in Stereo. The downloader is a sleek and efficient app that — no surprise here — downloads the purchased songs, but it also automatically adds them to the library of your iTunes or whatever player you might be using. A couple minutes later I was enjoying The Killer's lovely cover of Kenny Rogers and the First Edition's "Ruby Don't Take Your Love to Town" and the synthy-rock magic of songs like "Sweet Talk." With high-quality DRM-free tracks at prices that often beat iTunes (and, for me, have the added advantage of no sales tax), Amazon is poised to effectively challenge iTunes, which recently eliminated the premium pricing of the DRM-free iTunes Plus tracks. Consumers stand to benefit as the two compete and DRM is (I hope) shown the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then there's Radiohead's pick-your-own-price gimmick with its download of a full album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/span&gt;. Although Radiohead doesn't appeal to me a great deal, I decided to give it a shot before the closing a few days ago of the download site, the only place where the album was available. My chosen price? One pound, or about $2. You can view that in two ways — that it's too cheap and an insult to the artist, or the point of view that I take — it's two bucks Radiohead never would have gotten from me any other way. It's clever marketing that is exposing some casual and non-fans of Radiohead to the band's music and potentially inspiring them to buy other Radiohead albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/span&gt; is a pleasant listen, rather moody and far from the kind of in-your-face rock that generally turns my stomach. I disliked the track "Bodysnatchers" off the bat but liked "Weird Fishes/Arpeggi," "Reckoner" and "House of Cards" on the first listens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And aside from the convenience and quality of these digital albums, there's another bonus: two less discs to add to my mountain of CDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-7449969091760743303?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/7449969091760743303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=7449969091760743303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7449969091760743303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7449969091760743303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/12/amazon-and-radiohead-shaking-up-cd-vs.html' title='Amazon and Radiohead: Shaking up CD vs. MP3'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R2BNeS2nUwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mzJXBjx6bEc/s72-c/inrainbows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-162205794483824321</id><published>2007-12-10T23:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:45.628-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other stuff'/><title type='text'>200th post: By Friday, life has killed my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R14joy2nUvI/AAAAAAAAANw/4SA8HjFqFc0/s1600-h/iwanttobelieve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R14joy2nUvI/AAAAAAAAANw/4SA8HjFqFc0/s200/iwanttobelieve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142587008256266994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; missed posting on the Jeblog's second anniversary back in the summer, so I'm taking advantage of this 200th post to engage in some personal and behind-the-scenes thoughts, something rarely done on this blog:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If this blog were going to die, it would have happened a long, long time ago, like in mid-2006. I try to not ever go longer than a week without giving new postage, but occasionally it happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fortunately, my niche comes with a never-ending fount of material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; If it weren't for the darned necessity of earning a living at a job that consumes most of my day and often much of my will to live, I'd be posting nigh daily. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Speaking of the niche, I sometimes think this should have been just a horror blog, or the horror aspect should have been a separate blog. But I'm not the only person on the planet whose favorite entertainments are electronic pop music, horror movies and game shows, am I? OK, maybe I am.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Regular visitors may have noticed the roundup of new movies and weekly product of note (CDs, DVD, books and occasionally a video game) has waffled between sidebar content and a full post. This is likely to continue, as some weeks, like these at the end of the year, don't bring much new stuff. But new releases will continue to be teased and updated one way or the other on Sundays, unless I'm really hung over, because I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to know if there's a good scary movie or a new Enya album to anticipate in the coming week.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Overall, I think the Jeblog's tone and direction have sharpened in 2007, and I hope my blog friends would agree.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Link love is very appreciated, and it's a great way to get into my highly exclusive sidebar.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• When I'm feeling introspective, I like to think of my life in contrasting segments: pre-blog / post-blog, for example. My post-blog life contains some notable ones: pre-Katrina / post-Katrina, pre-heart murmur / post-heart murmur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our burdens.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And life — and posting — goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-162205794483824321?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/162205794483824321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=162205794483824321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/162205794483824321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/162205794483824321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/12/200th-post-by-friday-life-has-killed-my.html' title='200th post: By Friday, life has killed my blog'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R14joy2nUvI/AAAAAAAAANw/4SA8HjFqFc0/s72-c/iwanttobelieve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5867624659553939221</id><published>2007-12-09T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:45.796-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV on DVD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>From the vault: Dark Shadows (1991)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R1xLfS2nUuI/AAAAAAAAANo/o10HBmwrLXA/s1600-h/darkshadows91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R1xLfS2nUuI/AAAAAAAAANo/o10HBmwrLXA/s200/darkshadows91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142067875559199458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;• 1991 saw a brief TV remake of the classic vampire soap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror, vampire, soap, remake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DVD released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Oct. 18, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Ben Cross, Barbara Steele, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Jim Fyfe, Roy Thinnes, Michael T. Weiss, Lysette Anthony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;With the successful daytime serial &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Shadows&lt;/span&gt; (1966-1971) and movies such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burnt Offerings&lt;/span&gt;, the late Dan Curtis was a reliable purveyor of genteel drawing room horror. He returned to the well in 1991 with 12 primetime episodes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Shadows&lt;/span&gt; for NBC, a series of which I was surprisingly unaware until coming across this DVD set (perhaps the Gulf War preemptions at the time kept it off my radar). With some exceptions, it follows the general story arc of the original series, which produced more than 1,200 (!) episodes, and the 1970 film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House of Dark Shadows&lt;/span&gt;. In each series and the movie, vampire Barnabas Collins is on the prowl, and Curtis introduced a clever wrinkle into the standard vampire lore with Collins' desire to untether himself from his cursed existence. In the '91 version, this happens with the aid of Dr. Julia Hoffman (Barbara Steele), who learns of Collins' nature and proposes a cure — Curtis surely gave us one of the earliest examples here of the reluctant vampire, an idea that continues to repeat in stories such as CBS' current &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moonlight&lt;/span&gt; series. Coinciding with Collins' experiment, Victoria Winters (Joanna Going) has become governess at Collinwood Manor, where Collins passes himself off as a relative from England. As in the original series, an old nemesis, Angelique, confronts Collins, and a séance in episode six transports Victoria to 1790 while a stranger from 1790 appears in her place. For modern audiences, the show may jump the shark here, as the same actors we have watched through the first five episodes now play different roles during both time periods (it should be noted, however, that the original series' actors often played numerous roles, although Steele's French accent in the 1790s role is ridiculously over the top, even if she turns in one of the stronger performances overall). The midpoint sag in storytelling and believability is somewhat redeemed in the final episodes, which find the fiery Reverend Trask (Roy Thinnes, hamming it up beautifully) on a crusade to convict Victoria of witchcraft. Some lapses in production judgment are painfully evident throughout — numerous night sequences are clearly shot during the daytime hours, making it impossible to hold on to the thread of believability (the original series did this as well, though I haven't seen enough to know if the results were better). The cast is actually pretty good; Cross is a more charismatic villain than the rather weaselly Jonathan Frid of the original series, and, somewhat amusingly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd Rock from the Sun&lt;/span&gt;'s Joseph Gordon-Levitt makes one of his earliest TV appearances as a mischievous youngster, one of Victoria Winter's pupils. The series stands as a curiosity of early '90s television and is markedly of its time in choices of obscene sweaters and big, frizzy hairstyles — ironically, the show picked up an Emmy for hairstyling but, unsurprisingly, nothing else, although it did earn some genre awards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// DVD NOTES //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The transfer is fine, but the complete lack of extras is disappointing. Can't we have a nibble, at least comments from a few participants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// RELATED //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/11/movies-house-of-dark-shadows.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;House of Dark Shadows (1970 movie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// MORE DARK SHADOWS? //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A new feature-film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Shadows&lt;/span&gt; adaptation is in development by Johnny Depp's production company. Much of the original series is available on DVD, and a pilot for a 2004 WB series was shot but not picked up for series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5867624659553939221?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5867624659553939221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5867624659553939221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5867624659553939221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5867624659553939221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/12/from-vault-dark-shadows-1991.html' title='From the vault: Dark Shadows (1991)'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R1xLfS2nUuI/AAAAAAAAANo/o10HBmwrLXA/s72-c/darkshadows91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-362463079504233559</id><published>2007-12-04T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:45.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense/thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Movies: Stephen King's The Mist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R1YFW3YsrtI/AAAAAAAAANg/wAcQSvzpvs4/s1600-h/themist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R1YFW3YsrtI/AAAAAAAAANg/wAcQSvzpvs4/s200/themist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140301915072802514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;• The Mist is a crown jewel compared to many King adaptations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror, sci-fi, adaptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Frank Darabont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Run time: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;2:05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Thomas Jane, Marcia Gay Harden, Laurie Holden, Andre Braugher, Toby Jones, Frances Sternhagen, Nathan Gamble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;There's plenty of fodder to argue that Stephen King sometimes wants for originality, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephen King's The Mist&lt;/span&gt; is too well-crafted a movie to even go there. If it weren't for &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/longest-night.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a few weeks ago, I'd be calling this the best horror movie since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ring&lt;/span&gt;, although, like the most successful King adaptations, it succeeds by focusing as much on the human elements of the story as on the supernatural. With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mist&lt;/span&gt;, Director Frank Darabont, who also helmed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Green Mile&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shawshank Redemption&lt;/span&gt;, has crafted one of the truly great King adaptations and possibly made it even more enjoyable than the original novella from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skeleton Crew&lt;/span&gt; collection, which had a verve lacking in many of King's latter-day short stories. The tale takes place in a small Maine town where a severe storm is followed by a thick, creeping mist. David Drayton (Thomas Jane), his young son and his combative neighbor set out to the local grocery for supplies after the storm. While there, the fog settles in just as an old man bleeding from the nose runs in shouting about "something in the mist" taking a man. It is here that Darabont expertly seizes the potential of the story: The grocery contains a motley crowd of folk who are now isolated together, and, as they are tested, their worst traits rise to the surface — it becomes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivor: Food Mart&lt;/span&gt;. The first time we glimpse what's in the mist, it verges on hokey, but the movie continually picks up steam from there, and the later encounters with what lurks in the mist are incredibly intense, action-filled, edge-of-your seat nail-biters. Those segments are brilliantly woven with the character drama. While coping with fear and the injured, the group must also contend with Mrs. Carmody (perfectly pegged by Marcia Gay Harden) — a nagging yet solicitous bible-thumper who immediately begins to spout scripture and predictions of doom. Initially met with guffaws and derision, Mrs. Carmody becomes a powerful figure as the situation increasingly descends to hopelessness (the movie's tagline, "Fear changes everything," is oh-so perfect). The story becomes as much about the way people divide themselves and cling to any hysterical shred of hope as it is about the supernatural and unknown — it is about the horrors of the human mind, which King often captures with rare insight. An engaging cast of actors such as Laurie Holden (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The X-Files&lt;/span&gt;' mysterious Marita Covarrubias) supports Jane as a strong lead, the family man trying desperately to hold it all together and comfort his terrified son. A relentlessly dark movie all the way to the bitterly cold ending, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephen King's The Mist&lt;/span&gt; is a jewel among the King adaptations and an absolute must-see for anyone with an interest in the genre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// DID YOU NOTICE? //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A couple of bonuses for loyal King fans include a prominent shot of a painting of The Dark Tower and the gunslinger in the opening scene and the presence of the great Frances Sternhagen, who played the sheriff's wife in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Misery&lt;/span&gt;, as Irene, a retired teacher who is among those hiding in the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-362463079504233559?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/362463079504233559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=362463079504233559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/362463079504233559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/362463079504233559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/12/movies-stephen-kings-mist.html' title='Movies: Stephen King&apos;s The Mist'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R1YFW3YsrtI/AAAAAAAAANg/wAcQSvzpvs4/s72-c/themist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-2943930167118603020</id><published>2007-11-21T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:46.196-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassingle rewind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><title type='text'>Cassingle rewind: Will to Power • I'm Not in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Skvcm9nlI/AAAAAAAAANY/4L4Y_94PuDY/s1600-h/cassinglei%27mnotinlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Skvcm9nlI/AAAAAAAAANY/4L4Y_94PuDY/s400/cassinglei%27mnotinlove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135410610149629522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Label: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Epic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hot 100 peak: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;#7 in December 1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"What was I thinking" index: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;0 (none), although the parent album is at least a 3 (could live without it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// A SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Still basking in the glow of their 1988 number one, "Baby I Love Your Way / Free Bird Medley (Free Baby)," Will to Power went with another sleekly produced ballad for the first single from the 1990 follow-up album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Journey Home&lt;/span&gt;. Covering the psychedelic 10CC tune, the duo achieved another top 10 hit on the strength of the plaintive and evocative melody and Elin Michaels' strong vocal performance, although this version doesn't approach the trippiness of the 10CC version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// B SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This almost-four-minute reprise of "Fly Bird" soars on an instantly catchy, anthemic chant of "We've got to turn it around to see what's goin' down" delivered by a high school chorus. Curiously, that bit doesn't even appear in the song "Fly Bird" on the album, making it less a reprise than another song sharing some of its melody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;// C SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Will to Power was well-positioned to extend its run of pop hits, but it wasn't to be. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Journey Home&lt;/span&gt;'s second single, an awful cover of "Boogie Nights," deservedly missed the Hot 100 altogether. The other potential hit was "Fly Bird," a rather blatant attempt to recapture the glory of "Baby I Love Your Way / Free Bird Medley (Free Baby)," and I'll wager that it would have at least charted had it been tapped as the second single. The rest of the album is quite bad, failing to recapture the easily listenable dance-pop spirit of their self-titled debut, which spawned the solid mid-chart dance hits "Dreamin'," "Say It's Gonna Rain" and "Fading Away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-2943930167118603020?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/2943930167118603020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=2943930167118603020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2943930167118603020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2943930167118603020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/11/cassingle-rewind-will-to-power-im-not.html' title='Cassingle rewind: Will to Power • I&apos;m Not in Love'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Skvcm9nlI/AAAAAAAAANY/4L4Y_94PuDY/s72-c/cassinglei%27mnotinlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-4463456856092814939</id><published>2007-11-20T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:46.311-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Halloween hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0O_-cm9nkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vpLVVaNcWrU/s1600-h/theentity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0O_-cm9nkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vpLVVaNcWrU/s200/theentity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135159079684906562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;With nothing recent of interest on the video store shelves (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Silence&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Invisible&lt;/span&gt; just weren't going to cut it), our Halloween viewing this year consisted of three vintage 1980s titles (no, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; all on the same night). At least then when they're bad, they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'80s&lt;/span&gt; bad. Here's a recap, and I'm also throwing in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Exorcism of Emily Rose&lt;/span&gt;, which I just caught on TNT on my lazy Sunday evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Witchboard (1986)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For a movie that includes a little Ouija board inside the DVD case, there's precious little Ouija action in the film, and what there is isn't scary. Tawny Kitaen ("infamous '80s vixen," the box copy says) gets pestered by a demon and ultimately possessed, but much of it feels more like a high school grudge movie than a horror film as her boyfriend (Todd Allen) and former squeeze (Stephen Nichols of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;General Hospital&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Days of Our Lives&lt;/span&gt;) butt heads.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Verdict: &lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Evil Dead (1982)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The best thing about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Evil Dead&lt;/span&gt; is its authentic backwoods location in eastern Tennessee. The movie goes for visceral shocks as a young party of five, looking to enjoy a weekend in the woods, conjures up death and demons by reading from a "book of the dead" found in the impossibly huge basement. Early on, one of the squealing girls runs through the woods in the middle of the night and is held down by limbs and vines for what appears to be a sexual assault. Everything else here is pointless blood and gore, and the characters are as blank as the cabin's furniture, but this somehow propelled director Sam Raimi to a career. The DVD booklet includes a fairly lengthy interview with the three screaming lasses, while the dts-ES soundtrack is utterly wasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Entity (1981)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Easily the best of our Halloween batch, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Entity&lt;/span&gt; boasts a strong concept backed by potent performances. Barbara Hershey is single mom Carla Moran, who one evening notices things moving around in her bedroom and then is molested (common theme!) by an unseen force. The subsequent haunting activity is low-key (it was smart not to try to outdo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Exorcist&lt;/span&gt;) but completely effective, and the movie smartly pits the phenomena against the world of psychiatry as a doctor (Ron Silver) tries to convince Moran, who is tormented by fear and shame, that the experiences are not really happening. Ultimately, parapsychologists attempt to lure the entity into a trap. Based on a "true" story as novelized by Frank de Felitta, who researched the case, it is thoughtful and engaging in a way that few horror films ever try to be anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Exorcism of Emily Rose (2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fusing a sedate legal drama with exorcism horror, this one, based on a "true" story (common theme!), is competently made and certainly more sophisticated than the flood of teen-oriented horror dominating the mid-2000s. Anticipating climbing the ladder at her firm, defense attorney Erin Brunner (Laura Linney) takes the controversial case in which a priest (Tom Wilkinson) is charged with negligent homicide after performing an exorcism on Emily Rose (Jennifer Carpenter). The movie delivers a few chills here and there as Rose first encounters the entity in her room and later becomes a screaming, wall-clawing banshee, but the most effective moments are arguably those in which the skepticism of Brunner is shaken. It's mildly entertaining on an idle evening, but the court scenes begin to drag between the high-energy demon scenes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-4463456856092814939?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/4463456856092814939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=4463456856092814939' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4463456856092814939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4463456856092814939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-hangover.html' title='Halloween hangover'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0O_-cm9nkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vpLVVaNcWrU/s72-c/theentity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5397636257386602823</id><published>2007-11-19T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:46.546-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Radio Me at Last.fm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Jtv8m9njI/AAAAAAAAANI/N0jK9nJnAKY/s1600-h/lastfm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Jtv8m9njI/AAAAAAAAANI/N0jK9nJnAKY/s320/lastfm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134787195646615090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you're anything like me, you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; to know that your number 20 most-played track in your digital library is "Forever Live and Die" by Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;OK, maybe you're nothing like me, and that's probably a good thing. But if having loads of statistical data about your listening habits tickles your fancy, you should run, not walk, over to &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm"&gt;Last.fm&lt;/a&gt;, sign up and download the Audioscrobbler. I've always had a bit of a fetish for music charts — I think they appeal to the obsessive side of my mind — and now I can endlessly pore over my weekly, rolling and overall charts, as well as those of others. Of course, looking at Last's weekly charts compiled from all users just reminds me that I'm old and far from hip, because there's nary a Radiohead song in my library (although I am vaguely tempted to download the "pick your price" album just out of curiosity), and the kids today don't have multiple (or any) Roxette albums in their top 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's true that iTunes charts your music, but Last does it with more flair and in far more ways. Plus, it counts plays from CDs as well as anything you listen to on the Last.fm radio. I also like that I can tell it when to count a play of a tune — a minimum of 75 percent of the song, 90 percent of the song or 58 percent. Whatever rings your bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Last also has free downloads — I snagged a good one by Under the Influence of Giants — and &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/TheJebber/journal"&gt;blogs&lt;/a&gt;. And while its music offerings are a helluva fun playground for music nuts, Last deftly weaves that into the context of social networking. That is one aspect of the Internet that has failed to set me on fire; MySpace couldn't be clunkier and less inspired in function and design if it tried. It's a compliment to Last that the site has piqued my interest in linking to more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So go add me and see what's number one or number 118 this week. I'll be grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5397636257386602823?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5397636257386602823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5397636257386602823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5397636257386602823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5397636257386602823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/11/radio-me-at-lastfm.html' title='Radio Me at Last.fm'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Jtv8m9njI/AAAAAAAAANI/N0jK9nJnAKY/s72-c/lastfm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8970377902369963000</id><published>2007-11-18T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:46.757-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>DVD: The Reaping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Co9cm9niI/AAAAAAAAANA/bshwRClw_z4/s1600-h/thereaping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Co9cm9niI/AAAAAAAAANA/bshwRClw_z4/s200/thereaping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134289348807466530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Reaping&lt;/span&gt;'s harvest is a mixed bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Stephen Hopkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Hillary Swank, David Morrissey, Idris Elba, AnnaSophia Robb, Stephen Rea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DVD released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Oct. 16, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This biblical plagues tale is far from immaculate, but neither is it the complete abomination most critics deemed it upon its theatrical release. Theology professor Katherine Winter (Hilary Swank), whose faith was squashed by the sacrificial murder of her daughter and husband while the family carried out missionary work in Sudan, now gleefully debunks alleged religious phenomena. Summoned to the tiny Louisiana backwater of Haven, where Something Mysterious is afoot, Winter sets out on a Skeptics R Us road trip with her assistant and plunges headfirst into a river of blood. Literally. The local river has gone blood red, and all the fish have died and washed ashore. While investigating and shacking up in a nice guy's plantation house, she witnesses a series of apparent plagues — the cattle die off; the kids get head lice; locusts descend. While Winter goes down her list of possible explanations, the local populace is all too willing to be swept up in the apocalyptic signs and channel their rage at a young girl — isn't it amazing how often it's a young girl? — who seems to be connected to the events. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Reaping&lt;/span&gt; at times reminds of various other works: The whole premise is rather &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Files&lt;/span&gt;; the scenes in Sudan and the ravings of the priest (played with expert skittishness by Stephen Rea as the character attempts to warn Winter of some bad Signs) bring to mind &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Exorcist&lt;/span&gt;; the glimpses of the little girl evoke &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Look Now&lt;/span&gt; and, if we want to get especially cynical about it, the remake of &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/09/movies-wicker-man-2006.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wicker Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; and the scenery and culture of rural Louisiana make this a suitable companion piece to that recent hoodoo movie, &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2005/08/movies-skeleton-key.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skeleton Key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The first two-thirds of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Reaping&lt;/span&gt; successfully engage, however. The plagues are well-choreographed, and it's always fun to watch skepticism collide with the hysterical will of the masses. But what tension the movie sows in the early going is squandered on a complete fumble of an ending that goes insanely over the top with biblical mumbo jumbo and pyrotechnics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// DVD notes //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you care to go there, a featurette explores the plagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8970377902369963000?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8970377902369963000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8970377902369963000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8970377902369963000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8970377902369963000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/11/dvd-reaping.html' title='DVD: The Reaping'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/R0Co9cm9niI/AAAAAAAAANA/bshwRClw_z4/s72-c/thereaping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-761618941479007256</id><published>2007-11-04T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:46.979-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>This week: Seinfeld on DVD wraps; The Gunslinger exposed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ry6QV7arowI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HA77HKlcjys/s1600-h/gunslingerborn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ry6QV7arowI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HA77HKlcjys/s200/gunslingerborn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129195732022829826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• Notable releases in stores Nov. 6 and movies in theaters Nov. 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Stephen King, "The Dark Tower: The Gunslinger Born" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Essentially a comic series collected in hardcover, this story delves into the past of Roland, King's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Tower&lt;/span&gt; protagonist and arguably one of his finest achievements. I fell off the train and didn't read the last few volumes … what does he expect when they come out 18 years apart? This title is out Wednesday rather than the normal Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Seinfeld: Season Nine //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Aching to relive that tedious series finale? I didn't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Seinfeld: The Complete Series //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For the true &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/span&gt; obsessives, here's a 32-disc set that includes a new roundtable discussion with the complete cast. Now, that's something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Wings: Season Five //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Must-see Thursday memories, although this show eventually wore out its welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;P2 //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A woman (Rachel Nichols) is stalked in a parking garage on Christmas Eve. Deck the halls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-761618941479007256?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/761618941479007256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=761618941479007256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/761618941479007256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/761618941479007256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-week-seinfeld-on-dvd-wraps.html' title='This week: Seinfeld on DVD wraps; The Gunslinger exposed'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ry6QV7arowI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HA77HKlcjys/s72-c/gunslingerborn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5160142044712307794</id><published>2007-11-04T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:47.135-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Pet Shop Boys, exclusively</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ry548barovI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vwuvehKDm1U/s1600-h/psb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ry548barovI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vwuvehKDm1U/s200/psb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129170005168726770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Christmas has come early for PSB fans: Neil Tennant and Chris Lowe are apparently feeling in a generous mood, digging into the vault to share some unreleased material that leans toward &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fundamental&lt;/span&gt; demos and alternate versions. To stream the songs, go to the &lt;a href="http://www.petshopboys.co.uk/"&gt;official site&lt;/a&gt;, select "product" from the navigation menu, and then select "exclusives." A few thoughts on the previously unheard (by legal means) material:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;God Willing (rough mix) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It has a long intro that precedes the starting point of the version that appears on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fundamental&lt;/span&gt; and includes a section in which the reading of junk e-mails is played backwards. It was intended as the opening track of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fundamental&lt;/span&gt;, and I've always felt it should have been, in either form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A Powerful Friend //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disco 3&lt;/span&gt; sessions, it's a down-tempo track with some lovely guitar accents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sorry (PSB minimal mix) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Brings to mind some of the disappointing remixes of PSB songs by other mixers — this was best left unreleased in favor of their amazing maxi-mix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Indefinite Leave to Remain (demo) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This mid-tempo shuffle sounds like what you'd expect them to do with this song as opposed to the lush masterpiece that found its way onto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fundamental&lt;/span&gt;. I could listen to either version of this ballad all day; it's absolutely worthy of single release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Sodom and Gomorrah Show (Unreleased single mix) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This sounds exactly like the version performed on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Late Late Show&lt;/span&gt;, right down to the lovely pizzicato strings in the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tall Thin Men //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Originally slated to open the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Closer to Heaven&lt;/span&gt; musical, this, on the surface, is exactly the kind of camp thing I don't want my PSB doing (although I do enjoy "If Love Were All" and "Can You Forgive Her? (Swing Version)", but this gets bonus points for the sly Madonna reference and cleverly scathing lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I Made My Excuses and Left (Demo) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The demo of this meticulously crafted winner doesn't sound far removed from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fundamental&lt;/span&gt; version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Love to Love You //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A solid cover of the Donna Summer tune with Sam Taylor-Wood (aka Kiki Kokova) doing some of the same obscene groaning she does on the brilliant and underappreciated "Je T'aime … Moi Non Plus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bright Young Things (Demo) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No major differences here from the "Numb" b-side version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Luna Park (Rock mix) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The differences here, as well, are rather subtle, although the description says this take was deemed "too rock." I don't see it, particularly alongside songs like "Sodom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No Time for Tears (Orchestral Mix) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Potemkin&lt;/span&gt; is one of those PSB sidetracks that just doesn't engage me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jack and Jill Party (Extended Dance Mix) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Odd lyrics, and the whole thing sounds rather menacing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now, if only we could get these on CD, I'd set this up as my alternate version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fundamental&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;God Willing (rough mix) / Psychological / The Sodom and Gomorrah Show (Unreleased single mix) / I Made My Excuses and Left / Minimal / Numb / Luna Park (Rock mix) / I'm with Stupid (Melnyk Heavy Petting Mix) / Casanova in Hell (Live with Rufus Wainwright) / Integral (PSB Perfect Immaculate 7-inch) / Twentieth Century / Indefinite Leave to Remain (demo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;// Also see //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/06/music-fundamental-limited-edition-pet.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Review of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Fundamental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5160142044712307794?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5160142044712307794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5160142044712307794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5160142044712307794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5160142044712307794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/11/pet-shop-boys-exclusively.html' title='Pet Shop Boys, exclusively'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ry548barovI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vwuvehKDm1U/s72-c/psb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3127478026161052552</id><published>2007-10-28T18:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:47.267-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>The weekly menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RyUg2rarouI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7OHIOhHB6RE/s1600-h/buzzthemegaquiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RyUg2rarouI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7OHIOhHB6RE/s200/buzzthemegaquiz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126539874570838754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• Notable releases in stores Oct. 30 and movies in theaters Nov. 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Buzz!: The Mega Quiz (PS2) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Get your game on quiz-show style in the latest installment of this party game series utilizing a set of actual buzzers in place of the control pads. Sounds more fun than the Atari 2600's paddle controllers, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Bee Movie //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is an animated flick what anybody wants from Jerry Seinfeld? Those promotional shorts airing on NBC would be cool if they were funny. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bee Movie&lt;/span&gt; tie-in video game for all the major systems is on shelves Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Martian Child //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;John Cusack's adopted six-year-old thinks he's from Mars, and it all seems too precious for its own good in the trailers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Captivity (unrated) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Another poorly reviewed entry in the torture porn genre stars Elisha Cuthbert as a fashion model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;CSI Miami: Season Five //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Five seasons, and David Caruso hasn't left yet! The problem I have with the CSI shows is that you can't ever really guess who did it, and those little wrap-ups in the last three minutes are too contrived and often anti-climactic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The Outer Limits: The Original Series, Vol. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Scrubs: Season Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Spider-Man 3: Special Edition //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I don't do superhero movies, but, if I did, it would be one of the Spider-Mans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Twin Peaks: The Definitive Gold Box Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Backstreet Boys, "Unbreakable" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Really, isn't it just time to let it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Britney Spears, "Blackout" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Really, isn't it just time … and what an awful sleeve design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Joy Division //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Special editions of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unknown Pleasures&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Closer&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Peter Hoeg, "The Quiet Girl" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I read &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smilla's Sense of Snow&lt;/span&gt; back in the day and found it … cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Clive Barker, "Mister B. Gone" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I read a handful of early Barker selections in the late '80s and early '90s. He had some intriguing ideas in novels like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Great and Secret Show&lt;/span&gt;, but I found his tales to be wholly uninviting. Here, Mr. Barker offers a demon's memoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-3127478026161052552?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/3127478026161052552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=3127478026161052552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3127478026161052552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/3127478026161052552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekly-menu_28.html' title='The weekly menu'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RyUg2rarouI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7OHIOhHB6RE/s72-c/buzzthemegaquiz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1953970771572077300</id><published>2007-10-21T23:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:47.369-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>The weekly menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxwkF1lnlKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/riP54TrpsX8/s1600-h/theshiningspecialedition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxwkF1lnlKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/riP54TrpsX8/s200/theshiningspecialedition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124010158743590050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• New stuff in stores Oct. 23 and movies in theaters Oct. 26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Only two new movies hit wide release this week, including &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saw Part 17&lt;/span&gt;. If you're looking for chills, see &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/longest-night.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The Shining: Special Edition (2-disc set) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The buzz on this one says expect a few new featurettes and improved sound quality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Mr. Brooks //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Kevin Costner tries sinister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The Stanley Kubrick Collection: Director's Series (10-disc set)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Tales from the Crypt: Season Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Saw III: Unrated Director's Cut //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm still meticulously avoiding the horror subgenre that Entertainment Weekly recently dubbed "torture porn."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Hostel Part II: Unrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The L Word: Season Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I Love Lucy: The Complete Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Dave Gahan, "Hourglass"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Patricia Cornwell, "Book of the Dead"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1953970771572077300?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1953970771572077300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1953970771572077300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1953970771572077300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1953970771572077300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekly-menu_21.html' title='The weekly menu'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxwkF1lnlKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/riP54TrpsX8/s72-c/theshiningspecialedition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-2342815630699112194</id><published>2007-10-20T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:47.577-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies: 30 Days of Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxpRXllnlJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Uj8XwobTUeM/s1600-h/sheriffoleson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxpRXllnlJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Uj8XwobTUeM/s200/sheriffoleson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123496991756096658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;• A clever premise aids the outstanding vampire flick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror, vampire, adaptation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;David Slade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Josh Hartnett, Melissa George, Ben Foster, Danny Huston, Mark Boone Jr., Mark Rendall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's such a simple yet brilliant idea, one marvels that it hasn't been done before: Set a vampire tale in the land where the sun doesn't rise. The result, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/span&gt;, is brutal, engrossing, and one of the best horror films of the 2000s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Based on a horror comic series by Steve Niles, it takes place in tiny Barrow, Alaska, a frozen landscape made more uninviting by the setting of the sun for a full month. As the "final" sunset approaches, young Sheriff Eben Oleson (Josh Hartnett, instantly likable here as the amiable town caretaker) has his hands full with odd occurrences of vandalism in his chilly burg, and his unease escalates as he visits a kennel where all the dogs have been knifed and the town diner, where a mysterious stranger (Ben Foster) requests a bowl of raw red meat and comes to blows with the sheriff. From his jail cell, Foster is exceptionally creepy as he warns that "they" are coming and wonders aloud who'll be killed first — Oleson's younger brother, Jake (Mark Rendall); his grandmother/dispatcher; or his estranged wife, Stella (Melissa George), who missed the last flight out of town and will be forced to reevaluate her relationship with Oleson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The stranger proves to be right; these opening scenes build a palpable sense of dread that is realized as a band of vampires begins a full-throttle feeding frenzy. Attacking with unbridled ferocity, the vampires quickly take out much of the town, leaving little hope for anyone to survive the onslaught. Sheriff Oleson and a small group hole up in a well-hidden attic, aiming to stay out of sight. It's not giving away too much to say that various circumstances will expose certain members of the group, and the numbers gradually dwindle. As the unlucky survivors transform, the genial sheriff is forced to do unthinkable things to hold the group together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The forbidding location, with blowing snow and sub-zero temperatures, heightens the overwhelming bleakness. The movie's portrayal of the blood-soaked vampires brings nothing radically new to the table, but it is so tautly crafted that it doesn't matter. A lesser movie wouldn't dare go where this one does in the final act; I wanted to shout "No!" at the screen. I'm glad I didn't look at the critics' reviews before going to this movie, and I'm frankly puzzled by the negative reactions — it baffles me that anyone who has watched some of the awful horror movies of the last couple of years can carve the knives over this stylish entry in the vampire genre. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Days of Night&lt;/span&gt; is simply a must for anyone who enjoys thoughtfully executed horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pictured: Sheriff Oleson (Josh Hartnett) takes matters in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-2342815630699112194?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/2342815630699112194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=2342815630699112194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2342815630699112194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/2342815630699112194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/longest-night.html' title='Movies: 30 Days of Night'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxpRXllnlJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Uj8XwobTUeM/s72-c/sheriffoleson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-918098662097025360</id><published>2007-10-16T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:47.955-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>DVD: 1408</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxWCW1lnlII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sshzA-2CVTE/s1600-h/1408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxWCW1lnlII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sshzA-2CVTE/s200/1408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122143480057402498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• 1408 fares better than par for a King adaptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Mikael Hafstrom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DVD released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Oct. 2, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;John Cusak, Samuel L. Jackson, Mary McCormack, Jasmine Jessica Anthony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;With a haunted hotel room, a writer protagonist and the idea of an evil room or dwelling, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1408&lt;/span&gt; is very much a case of Stephen King &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deja vu&lt;/span&gt;. Based on a tale from the latter-day short story collection &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything's Eventual&lt;/span&gt;, this better-than-average horror flick finds a jaded writer, Mike Enslin (John Cusak), compiling a travelogue of quaint haunted inns. He's seen every mom and pop bed and breakfast with a half-baked ghost story to attract attention when he receives a postcard tipping him to the Dolphin, a stylish New York hotel, and its room 1408 (the numbers add up to … 13). The movie is most effective here, building palpable anticipation as hotel manager Gerald Olin (Samuel L. Jackson, almost redeeming himself for his awful performance in The Phantom Menace) attempts to change Enslin's mind, telling him of the room occupants' horrible deaths and the many natural deaths that never made the press. But there's no stopping Enslin, who sets out to be the first person in modern times to last more than an hour in the room. As with many modern horror films, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1408&lt;/span&gt; lacks subtlety; although it is psychological horror to a great extent, the effects spectacle soon takes over. The room knows and exploits Enslin's weak spot — the hotel is in New York, where he once lived with his estranged wife and daughter, who died after a difficult illness — and uses it to wear him down. There are some clever moments throughout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1408&lt;/span&gt; — I loved the recurring use of the song "We've Only Just Begun" by The Carpenters — but the anticipation built by the opening scenes gradually checks out as Enslin checks further and further into the mind game of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1408&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// DVD notes //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Feel free to skip the single-disc edition's pair of alternate endings and commercial-like featurettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-918098662097025360?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/918098662097025360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=918098662097025360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/918098662097025360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/918098662097025360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/dvd-1408.html' title='DVD: 1408'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxWCW1lnlII/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sshzA-2CVTE/s72-c/1408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8150334548526023438</id><published>2007-10-14T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:48.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekly menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxLcpFlnlHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WgA1m7FtCdA/s1600-h/30daysofnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxLcpFlnlHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WgA1m7FtCdA/s200/30daysofnight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121398324706382962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;• New releases in stores Oct. 16 and movies in theaters Oct. 19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;30 Days of Night //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;In an Alaska town where the sun doesn't rise for 30 days, something vampire-like lurks. It's a clever idea based on a series of horror comics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Rendition //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;With Meryl Streep among the cast, this thriller looks like a must-see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The Price Is Right (CBS, 11 a.m./10c) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fire up the VCR: Drew Carey introduces his first item up for bids and a sexy new set design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Reaping //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A likely bad horror movie that might at least be better than …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The Invisible //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;… which also received savage reviews. Not making it easy this Halloween, are they.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;That '70s Show: Season Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Joe Hill, "20th Century Ghosts" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Son of King offers a collection of creepy stories previously published in magazines. It doesn't fall far from the tree, etc., does it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8150334548526023438?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8150334548526023438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8150334548526023438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8150334548526023438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8150334548526023438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekly-menu_14.html' title='The weekly menu'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RxLcpFlnlHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/WgA1m7FtCdA/s72-c/30daysofnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-4999701538049518537</id><published>2007-10-11T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:48.136-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>The password is, "Don't screw this up"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rw6R01lnlGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rAPmI6bsbbo/s1600-h/regis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rw6R01lnlGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rAPmI6bsbbo/s200/regis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120190163290920034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• CBS launches another game show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you've been wondering what classic game show format will get butchered next, CBS today announced the answer: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Password&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Password Plus&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Super Password&lt;/span&gt;. The network has ordered six one-hour episodes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Million Dollar Password&lt;/span&gt; from FremantleMedia North America with Regis Philbin hosting the midseason revival of the Goodson-Todman classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"With new twists, higher stakes, a $1 million grand prize and the one-and-only Regis Philbin at the helm, we're confident viewers will tune in to rediscover the format that helped to define the game show genre as we know it," said Cecile Frot-Coutaz, head of FremantleMedia North America, in a news release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Here's hoping viewers won't be nauseated by what they see. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Password&lt;/span&gt; is brilliant in its deceptive simplicity; it doesn't need to be dressed up in a big money format with unneeded new twists. The show will at least stick with the classic set-up of two teams, each with one celebrity and one civilian. CBS says the winning team "will then have to decide whether or not to keep their earnings or move on to a tension-building final round, where one word can potentially win a $1 million grand prize."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;That suggests another tired variation of the money tree is in the offing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"I'm thrilled to be part of this great show that I remember so well from a few years ago," Philbin said in the news release. "It was a very classy production and Allen Ludden was so terrific. I hope I can continue that tradition on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Million Dollar Password&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Surely the great Reege wouldn't get involved with a crap version of a classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My favorite of the old &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Password&lt;/span&gt; shows was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Super Password&lt;/span&gt;, a Bert Convy-hosted staple of NBC's excellent daytime game show blocks, running from 1984 to 1989. It is currently a fixture on the schedule of GSN, formerly Game Show Network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When it comes to old favorites, the hardest password to accept is often "change." Skepticism aside, I'll be tuning in, hoping to be pleasantly surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-4999701538049518537?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/4999701538049518537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=4999701538049518537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4999701538049518537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4999701538049518537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/password-is-dont-screw-this-up.html' title='The password is, &quot;Don&apos;t screw this up&quot;'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rw6R01lnlGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rAPmI6bsbbo/s72-c/regis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1453478257610263439</id><published>2007-10-07T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:48.300-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>The weekly menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwlzyZcaRsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Acvl4P-ElGI/s1600-h/poltergeist25th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwlzyZcaRsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Acvl4P-ElGI/s200/poltergeist25th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118749761143981762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• New releases in stores Oct. 9 and movies in theaters Oct. 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;28 Weeks Later //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A sequel to the pretty good effort &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 Days Later&lt;/span&gt;, this entry in the tired zombie/virus genre received reviews that were all over the map.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Poltergeist: 25th Anniversary Edition //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If ever a horror film screamed for a maxed-out special edition, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poltergeist&lt;/span&gt; is it. By all accounts, however, this edition, which offers the movie in remastered form, is nothing special in terms of extras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Rise: Blood Hunter //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lucy Liu does horror — and that seems perfectly natural, doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Apartment 1303 //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A 2007 Japanese horror film based on a story by the novelist who penned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Grudge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Stargate SG-1: The Complete Series Collection //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For those who have money to burn, a 54-disc set. Yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;54&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Twilight Zone: The Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Alfred Hitchcock Presents: Season Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Family Ties: Season Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Fatboy Slim, "Late Night Tales"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;All of this week's interesting flicks are in limited release — &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Control&lt;/span&gt;, a biopic about the suicide of Joy Division singer Ian Curtis; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lars and the Real Girl&lt;/span&gt;, in which Ryan Gosling is a man who falls in love with a sex doll; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleuth&lt;/span&gt;, in which Michael Caine and Jude Law struggle over the affections of the elder's wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1453478257610263439?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1453478257610263439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1453478257610263439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1453478257610263439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1453478257610263439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekly-menu.html' title='The weekly menu'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwlzyZcaRsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Acvl4P-ElGI/s72-c/poltergeist25th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5344343983327310477</id><published>2007-10-03T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:48.486-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Price tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwRlUJcaRrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WioC3vyqWGU/s1600-h/pricetag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwRlUJcaRrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WioC3vyqWGU/s400/pricetag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117326473406596786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Deliciously retro, isn't it? I'm loving what I see of the new set design for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Price Is Right&lt;/span&gt;, and I'm a little shocked by the degree to which the producers decided to embrace the retro goodness. The Oct. 15 premiere with new host Drew Carey is shaping up to be a must-see. Check out a slide show of set elements &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" href="http://www.cbs.com/daytime/price/slideshow/new_sets/index.php?id=101_01"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5344343983327310477?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5344343983327310477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5344343983327310477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5344343983327310477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5344343983327310477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/10/price-tag.html' title='Price tag'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwRlUJcaRrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WioC3vyqWGU/s72-c/pricetag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1010687792475201890</id><published>2007-09-30T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:48.623-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>The weekly menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwAgtJcaRpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/euZ0PZeMaMk/s1600-h/songsmassdestruction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwAgtJcaRpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/euZ0PZeMaMk/s200/songsmassdestruction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116125136694167186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;• New releases in stores Oct. 2 and movies in theaters Oct. 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Annie Lennox, "Songs of Mass Destruction" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The diva's last album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bare&lt;/span&gt;, was a massive disappointment that left me completely cold, but it only took one listen to lead single "Dark Road" to convince me to add this one to my cart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Erasure, "Storm Chaser" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fans should be reveling in the duo's new prolific phase. Here we have a nine-track remix treatment of songs from the very good current album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Light at the End of the World&lt;/span&gt;, plus a new track with Cyndi Lauper. An additional two remix tracks will be available via iTunes, and another concert CD due before year's end will keep the ball rolling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Depeche Mode, "Ultra" and "Exciter" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Two latter-day DM albums get the deluxe treatment with DTS and Dolby Digital 5.1 mixes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Siouxsie, "Mantaray" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is Siouxsie without The Banshees better than no sushi at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Bruce Springsteen, "Magic"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Matchbox Twenty, "Exile on Mainstream" //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Judging by awful lead single "How Far We've Come," listeners may want to set aside that disc of six new songs and focus on the disc containing the hits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Amy Grant, Greatest Hits //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you secretly like to dance around the room to "Every Heartbeat," I won't tell anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1408 //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I took a pass on this in the theater, given the mixed bag of latter-day Stephen King short stories and the even more mixed bag of movies based on King stories, but it should go down nicely during the run-up to Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Misery: Collector's Edition //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Apparently it's Stephen King week. With commentaries and featurettes, here's a welcome special treatment of one of the best King adaptations — possibly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; best — based on one of the richest psychological suspense novels ever written.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Species: Special Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Species IV: The Awakening //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Surely this is one or two too many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Shark: Season One //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;On the strength of James Woods, it's surprisingly good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Jericho: Season One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;How I Met Your Mother: Season Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Elton 60: Live at Madison Square Garden //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Two-DVD set of the Elton John concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's another quiet week, with one entry in the adventure/fantasy category, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Seeker: The Dark Is Rising&lt;/span&gt;, centering on a young man who learns that he is "the last of a group of immortals dedicated to fighting dark forces of evil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;30 Rock (8:30/7:30c Thursday, NBC) //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The best network comedy returns with no less than Seinfeld guesting. Must-see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1010687792475201890?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1010687792475201890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1010687792475201890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1010687792475201890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1010687792475201890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekly-menu_30.html' title='The weekly menu'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RwAgtJcaRpI/AAAAAAAAAKc/euZ0PZeMaMk/s72-c/songsmassdestruction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-565830220655892524</id><published>2007-09-29T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:48.673-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassingle rewind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Cassingle rewind: Electric Blue • Icehouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rv7T6JcaRoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0eHe0mFSOe4/s1600-h/singles-electricblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rv7T6JcaRoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0eHe0mFSOe4/s320/singles-electricblue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115759222660417154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Label: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Chrysalis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot 100 peak: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;#7 in March 1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was I thinking?" index: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;0 (none)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// A SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just freeze every time you see through me and it's all over you …&lt;/span&gt; "Electric Blue" was one of the first singles I purchased, along with "What's on Your Mind (Pure Energy)" by Information Society, at a mall record store, possibly a Record Bar. I was just becoming seriously interested in music right at the tail end of the era of vinyl singles; I can remember purchasing two 45s — "Tell It to My Heart" by Taylor Dayne and "Valerie" by Steve Winwood — just before everything went to cassettes, or "cassingles." On the heels of the excellent top 20 hit "Crazy," Icehouse's "Electric Blue," a synth-laced pop-rocker, climbed to number 7 in 1988. Singer Iva Davies' warm voice, used to great effect in the chirpy background vocal, was a perfect fit for the song, which was co-written with John Oates — it's not a stretch to imagine a Hall &amp;amp; Oates rendition of the song. It sounds just as inviting today as it did in 1988, and I'm surprised it hasn't become more of a staple for '80s radio flashback shows. The band never again reached the U.S. top 40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// B SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The synthesizers were largely absent in extra song "Over My Head," yielding a grittier sound. It's pleasant enough but ultimately forgettable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// C SIDE //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Australian band's music is conspicuously absent from iTunes, and the album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man of Colours&lt;/span&gt;, is not one of those you can snag off eBay for 99 cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-565830220655892524?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/565830220655892524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=565830220655892524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/565830220655892524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/565830220655892524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/cassingle-rewind-electric-blue-icehouse.html' title='Cassingle rewind: Electric Blue • Icehouse'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rv7T6JcaRoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/0eHe0mFSOe4/s72-c/singles-electricblue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-1239984631458817914</id><published>2007-09-26T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:48.762-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Books: The Resort • Bentley Little</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvsQmJcaRnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/LpwSm64_T88/s1600-h/theresort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvsQmJcaRnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/LpwSm64_T88/s200/theresort.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114700049365485170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:verdana;"&gt;• Don't call for room service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;September 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:webdings;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was on the verge of granting Bentley Little a sidebar tag until making a reservation at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Resort&lt;/span&gt;, where the guests, like the roaches, do check in, but often don't check out (sorry — I always loved the marketing of the Roach Motel). It's the third title I have read by Little (his latest, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Vanishing&lt;/span&gt;, just hit stores in August), who cooks up some interesting ideas in better novels such as &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2005/10/books-ignored-bentley-little.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ignored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/08/books-dispatch-bentley-little.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dispatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and demonstrates a consistent flair for dark comedy and the absurd. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Resort&lt;/span&gt; contains plenty of the latter but not so much the great idea part. About two-thirds of the way in, the story meanders and the ship is never righted, failing to reach a conclusion that satisfies on any level. The resort in question is The Reata, a luxury complex where guests find themselves amongst strange doings: The activities director recruits guests into games of basketball that end in bloodshed and severed limbs. A giant, sideways-leaping spider torments a magazine writer in his room, where he often hears the sounds of an all-night party or gunshots in an adjacent room that the staff tells him is empty. A teenager spots a golf driving range where women are tied to poles and pelted by iron shots. Although they realize things are amiss, the guests find themselves under a sort of hoodoo and are powerless to leave. The uninspired denouement sadly goes the clichéd and violent route. I'll give Little at least one more shot with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Store&lt;/span&gt;, a 1998 novel that takes discount store culture to new levels of evil and is now in development for a feature film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-1239984631458817914?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/1239984631458817914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=1239984631458817914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1239984631458817914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/1239984631458817914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/books-resort-bentley-little.html' title='Books: The Resort • Bentley Little'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvsQmJcaRnI/AAAAAAAAAKM/LpwSm64_T88/s72-c/theresort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-4131652874703554088</id><published>2007-09-23T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:48.950-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>The Weekly Menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvatBpcaRmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RnFLcFQ2EDo/s1600-h/bug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvatBpcaRmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RnFLcFQ2EDo/s200/bug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113464670742267490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• New releases in stores Tuesday, Sept. 25, and in theaters Friday, Sept. 28.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The ramp-up to Halloween is amply evident in this week's batch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The Hand //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A 1981 horror film directed by Oliver Stone and starring Michael Caine! Seriously! Unfortunately, it's about a severed hand running around wreaking havoc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Someone's Watching Me //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A 1978 made-for-TV heroine-in-peril suspenser from John Carpenter as he basked in the glow of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;'s success. Starring Lauren Hutton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Deadly Friend //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A 1986 Wes Craven effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eyes of a Stranger //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;One of the earliest Jennifer Jason Leigh appearances, this is a 1981 slasher wannabe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Twisted Terror Collection //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This six-disc set includes several of the titles being released individually this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Cujo: 25th Anniversary Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Bug: Special Edition //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Moving to 2007, this one is more psychological suspense than horror, and I think people tend to quite enjoy or quite loathe it. I fall in the former camp; see the review &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/05/movies-bug.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Babel: Special Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Playing for Pizza • John Grisham //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The bestseller tries the sports novel. I live in the Southern region where Grisham's early novels are set, and even that didn't help me find his writing interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Shoot Him If He Runs • Stuart Woods //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I read a pair of Woods novels circa the early '90s, and the only thing I remember is that one of them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Under the Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, had a sex scene that made an impression. Does that say more about me or Stuart Woods?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The Witchery • James Reese //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Final volume of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Herculine&lt;/span&gt; trilogy of witch tales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Obligatory Villagers • Nellie McKay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This week's wide releases offer a choice between a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feast of Love&lt;/span&gt; and vehicles for The Rock and Jamie Foxx. What's that? You'll be heading to the rental store? I thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-4131652874703554088?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/4131652874703554088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=4131652874703554088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4131652874703554088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/4131652874703554088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/weekly-menu.html' title='The Weekly Menu'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvatBpcaRmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RnFLcFQ2EDo/s72-c/bug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8368074639778463736</id><published>2007-09-22T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:49.097-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>Quick takes: Fall TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvW6kJcaRlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lgpnABMxZek/s1600-h/backtoyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvW6kJcaRlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lgpnABMxZek/s200/backtoyou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113198082122204754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Back to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;FOX, Wednesday 8/7c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Know what I liked most about this show? The retro-chic opening title sequence, which had an endearing, classic feel. Whether anyone would say the same about the sitcom that followed is in doubt. On the upside, it boasts the ever-reliable Kelsey Grammer (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frasier&lt;/span&gt;) and the affable Patricia Heaton (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody Loves Raymond&lt;/span&gt;) in a broadcast newsroom environment, which is rich with comedic possibilities. On the other hand, the premiere, which was funny if somewhat crass, lacked the appealing warmth of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frasier&lt;/span&gt; — both the long-running character and the series.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;//&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CBS, Friday, 9/8c (Premiere date: Friday, Sept. 28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another variation on the well-worn reluctant vampire theme may struggle to be met with open arms — Lestat and Barnabas Collins are probably chuckling at the notion in their coffins. But the charm with which Alex O'Loughlin embraces the character, who works as a private investigator, goes a long way toward melting viewer resistance, and the premiere episode displays considerably more cleverness than its Friday-night partner series, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghost Whisperer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;// Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CBS, Thursday, 8/7c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The producers go to the trouble of taking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt; to a refreshingly interesting locale, China, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; set the action on another island? That disappointing move is matched in episode one by the players, as one of the most potentially interesting characters, Chicken, is promptly voted off. At least there's the consolation of knowing sly New York waitress Courtney and predictable Christian radio talk show host Leslie are destined to come to blows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;// Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pictured: Grammer, Heaton and Fred Willard ham it up on FOX's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8368074639778463736?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8368074639778463736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8368074639778463736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8368074639778463736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8368074639778463736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/quick-takes-fall-tv.html' title='Quick takes: Fall TV'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvW6kJcaRlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lgpnABMxZek/s72-c/backtoyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8691143157202200606</id><published>2007-09-19T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:49.405-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Cold fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvGM4epCDqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RJ_8rMKXYZE/s1600-h/windchill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvGM4epCDqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RJ_8rMKXYZE/s200/windchill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112021953967951522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wind Chill&lt;/span&gt; is a little-seen but worthy fright flick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Greg Jacobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DVD released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Sept. 4, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Emily Blunt, Ashton Holmes, Martin Donovan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cold isolation pervades not just in setting but also in the two principal characters for much of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wind Chill&lt;/span&gt;, a George Clooney and Steven Soderbergh-produced horror film that saw limited theatrical release in April. At the winter break, a college student (Emily Blunt) catches a ride toward home with a classmate she doesn't know (Ashton Holmes). They get off to an icy start that only worsens as he makes strange statements and takes a turn off the highway onto a scenic route. It's a classically stupid horror film move that ends in the two becoming stranded on the side of a haunted stretch of road where past highway horrors still stir. As darkness sets in, the two struggle to keep from freezing to death and become increasingly aware that they are not alone in the remote countryside. Further complicating their fate are his injuries and an unfriendly highway patrolman. As the situation deteriorates, relations between the two begin to thaw, and a sweet love story emerges from the overriding chill. My viewing partner, who is often harder to please than I, couldn't sit still during some of the scenes, much to my surprise. The movie genuinely chills on several occasions, making excellent use of Brenda Lee's song "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree," as it effectively builds a sense of isolation and desperation. But, while this better-than-average horror movie is a worthy rental, it ultimately feels a bit slight in plot and originality that could have warmed a heartier recommendation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// DVD NOTES //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The disc offers commentary and a behind-the-scenes featurette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8691143157202200606?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8691143157202200606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8691143157202200606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8691143157202200606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8691143157202200606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/cold-fear.html' title='Cold fear'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RvGM4epCDqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RJ_8rMKXYZE/s72-c/windchill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-7378324812064753271</id><published>2007-09-17T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:49.525-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'>TV preview: Swimming with Shark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ru9AqfMKFDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1UIB56f9XTM/s1600-h/shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ru9AqfMKFDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1UIB56f9XTM/s200/shark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111375200759977010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Season 2 premiere airs at 9 p.m. Central Sunday (Sept. 23), the show's new timeslot, on CBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Premiere episode verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;James Woods' snarky performance as a jaded defense attorney seeking redemption on the other side in the district attorney's office helped make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shark&lt;/span&gt; a somewhat surprise hit last season. The second season brings a few cast tweaks, with Jessica Devlin (Jeri Ryan, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Trek: Voyager&lt;/span&gt;'s Seven of Nine) out of the DA's office, having just been ousted by the voters. Judging by the season premiere, however, viewers will still see plenty of sassy borg goodness bouncing off Sebastian Stark. Taking her seat as DA is slimy Leo Cutler (Kevin Pollak), another calculated foil for Stark, and joining Stark's team is Danny Reyes (Kevin Alejandro), an overly aggressive punk who wandered over from the Organized Crime Unit. The season two premiere, centering on a double homicide case in which the witness is killed by a car bomb, is far from the smoothest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shark&lt;/span&gt; installment to date, but Arnold Vosloo is effective as a perfectly chilled Russian mobster, and Stark's relationship with his daughter continues to provide a welcome warm counterpoint to Stark's shyster antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictured: James Woods as Sebastian Stark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-7378324812064753271?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/7378324812064753271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=7378324812064753271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7378324812064753271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7378324812064753271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/tv-preview-swimming-with-shark.html' title='TV preview: Swimming with Shark'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Ru9AqfMKFDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1UIB56f9XTM/s72-c/shark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-5688798238290426668</id><published>2007-09-14T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:49.671-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>A remake's sequel remade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rur5U_MKFCI/AAAAAAAAAJk/k4aG0WsM6c0/s1600-h/hillshaveeyes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rur5U_MKFCI/AAAAAAAAAJk/k4aG0WsM6c0/s200/hillshaveeyes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110170866160374818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;DVD: The Hills Have Eyes 2 Unrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror, remake, mutants, bad horror movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DVD released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;July 17, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Martin Weisz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Michael McMillian, Jessica Stroup, Daniella Alonso, Jacob Vargas, Flex Alexander, Lee Thompson Young, Eric Edelstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is it a sequel, a remake or both? Turns out the original &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hills Have Eyes&lt;/span&gt; also had a sequel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hills Have Eyes Part 2&lt;/span&gt;, released in 1984 and directed by Wes Craven. Its storyline, however, involving bikers, bears no resemblance to this pointless addition to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hills&lt;/span&gt; filmography, on which Wes Craven and Jonathan Craven share producer and screen-writing credits. Here we have a cast of unlikable National Guard members probing the same rocky desert of Sector 16 as the doomed family of the far more watchable 2006 movie, reviewed &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2006/08/dvd-hills-have-eyes-unrated-edition.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Early on, there are a few decent moments of anticipation as this green bunch gets split apart, loses its bearings and becomes vulnerable to the inevitable (one in particular while seated in a portable potty). The first kill is the best, with a cocky member of the crew getting pulled through a tiny cave opening in a scene that might make you squirm. From there, it's terribly predictable and never engaging, and the viewer wonders why anyone with nothing fresh to add wants to rehash this same kill-'em-off scenario again and again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// DVD NOTES //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Extras include a handful of deleted scenes, an alternate ending, several featurettes, a Fox Movie Channel special and a slight gag reel, which was the only one of the extras for which I could muster any interest. The unrated cut is, of course, more graphic than the theatrical cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-5688798238290426668?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/5688798238290426668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=5688798238290426668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5688798238290426668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/5688798238290426668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/remakes-sequel-remade.html' title='A remake&apos;s sequel remade'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/Rur5U_MKFCI/AAAAAAAAAJk/k4aG0WsM6c0/s72-c/hillshaveeyes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-8579203963331309280</id><published>2007-09-13T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:49.797-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cassingle rewind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronic and synthpop'/><title type='text'>Single no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RunrdfMKFBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OsjSBhTMsmI/s1600-h/cassinglessmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RunrdfMKFBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OsjSBhTMsmI/s320/cassinglessmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109874144049763346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;id anyone actually call these things "cassingles"? I came across my collection of them between stacks of books and magazines while going through the closet and couldn't resist dragging them out. Most were immediately familiar, but I was surprised to see one I didn't remember at all by an R&amp;B group called Riff. As artifacts of a bygone era in music, they make me feel old; my first few singles purchases came at the very tail end of the vinyl era, and I've since lived through cassingles, CD singles and the complete death and Phoenix-like rebirth of the singles market. And these cassingles remind me of what's lost with the digital single — tangible qualities such as sleeve design that help to make these little time capsules (in the case of this batch of singles, circa 1988 to 1991) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;objets d'art&lt;/span&gt;. I also realized this is a goldmine of blog posts waiting to be written: I plan to post on each of these individually in the coming weeks and months as I put on the headphones, revisit the songs of my youth and get to know those B-sides again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-8579203963331309280?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/8579203963331309280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=8579203963331309280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8579203963331309280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/8579203963331309280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/single-no-more.html' title='Single no more'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RunrdfMKFBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OsjSBhTMsmI/s72-c/cassinglessmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6665226800512517677</id><published>2007-09-11T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:49.956-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1980s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Crash and prizes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RudXm_MKFAI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yaqJVnV2BDg/s1600-h/crosswords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RudXm_MKFAI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yaqJVnV2BDg/s200/crosswords.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109148629584188418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• Two new games began syndication runs this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdicts: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Merv Griffin's Crosswords:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Temptation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If crossword puzzles tempt you, you might be drawn to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merv Griffin's Crosswords&lt;/span&gt;, in which contestants answer brain-teasing word clues for a shot at walking away with a whopping $3,000 to $4,0000, on average, and possibly a trip on top of that if they're lucky. While I admire &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crosswords&lt;/span&gt; for not dumbing down the material — even the most erudite will be stumped by some of the clues — &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crosswords&lt;/span&gt; is, at heart, a broken format. Two primary players up front are gunning to buzz in for the correct answer, but behind them in later rounds are three "spoilers" who can buzz in and steal a front spot if neither of the two front players buzz in with a correct answer. That means a spoiler can do nothing for the entire game and buzz in with a single correct answer just before time runs out, move up to the podium with the higher score, and win the game. Bzzzt! That's unfair and unacceptable, and this show isn't worthy of being Griffin's parting gift to television. Better is Twentieth Television's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt;, a remake of the internationally successful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sale of the Century&lt;/span&gt; format (notable runs included NBC, 1969-74 and 1983-89, and Australia's 9 Network, 1980-2001 and 2005-present [the latter under the title &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt;], among numerous others), although this one, too, is problematic. I've already said quite a bit in &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/going-once-going-twice-no-sale.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what's right and wrong with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Temptation&lt;/span&gt;, a three-person quizzer in which contestants build up a bankroll over multiple days with which they can buy marvelously discounted merchandise (a $35,000 Jaguar for $936 is one top prize), but the overriding problem is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sale&lt;/span&gt; was always a classy and serious high-stakes format, and Twentieth has transformed it into a handbag-waving, "let's go girl!" affair that will likely scare off some male viewers and disappoint those who remember the tense games in which the champion played for "the lot" — all the prizes and the big cash jackpot — something which isn't offered here. Further souring the bargain, straightforward questions have been tossed out the window in favor of a series of mini-games that is over and done with by 16 minutes into the show; it simply screams for more game (such as … duh … some straightforward questions). The quiz element focuses on pop culture, and I'm generally OK with that; I like the new Knock-Off game, which rips off an old '80s syndie game called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wipeout&lt;/span&gt;, in which the contestants choose the multiple right answers to a question from a list that includes wrong answers. On the other hand, I hate the new Fame Game, which uses hangman in favor of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sale&lt;/span&gt;'s classic "Who am I" question and suspenseful pick of the board for a boost to a player's score or a prize. That said, the essence of the format remains, and I've still enjoyed what I've seen thus far; the producers just need to learn how to work with the drama that's right under their fingertips and stop selling it out in a clueless grab for handbag-waving ratings. Somewhere, Jim Perry, NBC's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sale&lt;/span&gt; host from '83-'89, is rolling in his recliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pictured: Crosswords host Ty Treadway holds the big board at bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6665226800512517677?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6665226800512517677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6665226800512517677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6665226800512517677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6665226800512517677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/crash-and-prizes.html' title='Crash and prizes'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RudXm_MKFAI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yaqJVnV2BDg/s72-c/crosswords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-7087183154311057824</id><published>2007-09-10T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:50.146-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspense/thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>DVD: Fracture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RuXvfVcNpJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/IfRhX0k7i2U/s1600-h/fracturedvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RuXvfVcNpJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/IfRhX0k7i2U/s200/fracturedvd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108752673932158098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;• Hopkins chews the scenery with savory results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genres: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Thriller, courtroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Gregory Hoblit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DVD released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Aug. 14, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Anthony Hopkins, Ryan Gosling, Billy Burke, David Strathairn, Rosamund Pike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A good number of Net surfers have landed on this blog in the past few months after searching for something along the lines of "Ryan Gosling wristwatch fracture." I can't tell you what kind of stylish watch that is he's wearing in the movie, but I can tell you that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fracture&lt;/span&gt; is a smart, stylish thriller of a caliber that doesn't come around too often. Upon a second viewing just as enjoyable as the first, I've bumped it up to four medals. Hopkins may be riffing on Hannibal Lecter, but you'll want a ringside seat for this legal chess match in which the viewer knows from the beginning exactly whodunit. See the Jeblog theatrical review &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/05/movies-fracture.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// DVD NOTES //&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Deleted scenes focus heavily on an excised love scene between the Ryan Gosling and Rosamund Pike characters. The disc also offers two mildly interesting alternate endings, both of which show Gosling's assistant district attorney confronting Hopkins' villain at his home, as he does in the theatrical cut, but in both alternate endings we see cracks in the Hopkins character that simply don't ring true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-7087183154311057824?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/7087183154311057824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=7087183154311057824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7087183154311057824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/7087183154311057824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/dvd-fracture.html' title='DVD: Fracture'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RuXvfVcNpJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/IfRhX0k7i2U/s72-c/fracturedvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-6273927715598249976</id><published>2007-09-08T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:50.313-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Going once … Going twice … No sale?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RuLYKVcNpII/AAAAAAAAAJE/cLjeAy0kF-E/s1600-h/temptation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RuLYKVcNpII/AAAAAAAAAJE/cLjeAy0kF-E/s200/temptation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107882599457334402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;First look: Temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Someone in a forum I frequent said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The New Sale of the Century&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/span&gt; of game shows, and that really sums it up perfectly. The Australian version is, in fact, worthy of such praise. The U.S. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt; that was previewed Wednesday night on MyNetworkTV is decidedly not, although the seeds of a solid remake of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sale&lt;/span&gt; are certainly there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Here's a look at some ups and downs based on these two "celebrity" episodes (the alleged celebrities were former &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Idol Karaoke&lt;/span&gt; contestants):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;GOOD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The set, largely in the style of the Australian show, is modern without mimicking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Millionaire&lt;/span&gt; for the billionth time. A dominant color other than black on a new game show? Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;GOOD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's actually using the original shopping format, in which a contestant's score goes into the bank toward the purchase of fabulous prizes (we know a Jaguar (!) is available for $941). It always created such drama on '80s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sale&lt;/span&gt; when Jim Perry would declare, "Alice needs to win today, and she needs to win with $82 to take all the prizes we've got plus that cash jackpot of $86,000!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;There doesn't seem to be a cash jackpot or a chance to play for all the prizes. Drama killer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The theme music is an absolute abomination and an insult to a classic format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The classic buzzer sound from NBC and Aussie Sale, still used on Aussie Temptation, is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The co-hostess has always added charm to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sale&lt;/span&gt; as she introduces the contestants and instant bargains, and here we have none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The show has done away with straightforward questions, forcing everything into a "round." The result is a series of mini-games: Speed round, instant bargain, knock-off, speed round, instant bargain, etc. It feels completely awkward and against the grain of Sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;GOOD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Host Rossi Morreale showed salesmanship potential on the instant bargains, when the player in the lead has a chance to purchase, for example, a $1,400 television for $13 off her score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Giving the player a five-second countdown to decide on the purchase of Instant Bargains is just wrong. Jim Perry's salesmanship made the show on the instant bargains. "Going once, going twice, no … What if I add another $500?" Having a shot clock shut outs out the fun and drama of the haggling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Fame Game has been turned into hangman with a series of clues and a flat addition to the score for a correct answer. Wrong! Getting rid of the pick of the board, where a player could hit $10, $15, $25 or an assortment of kitchen utensils, is a misstep on par with the theme music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The game-ending speed round has been slashed to a slight 30 seconds; it has been 60 on all previous versions of this format. Sixty seconds allows a lot of questions and possible comebacks; 30 seconds is barely time to get going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt; debuts Monday in daily syndication (check local listings). It's too early to declare this a disaster, but it's rather hard to stomach when compared to Aussie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt;'s excellence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;// More &lt;a href="http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/05/things-to-know-about-temptation.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on Temptation and Sale of the Century //&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14366313-6273927715598249976?l=thejebber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/feeds/6273927715598249976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14366313&amp;postID=6273927715598249976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6273927715598249976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14366313/posts/default/6273927715598249976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejebber.blogspot.com/2007/09/going-once-going-twice-no-sale.html' title='Going once … Going twice … No sale?'/><author><name>Jebb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17969476920315948163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/26/48009859_2789d36259.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RuLYKVcNpII/AAAAAAAAAJE/cLjeAy0kF-E/s72-c/temptation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14366313.post-3190521837805348372</id><published>2007-08-27T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:28:50.437-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>DVD: Vacancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RtOE9lcNpHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CWjmYPmFJi8/s1600-h/vacancy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rbLzKAQWffw/RtOE9lcNpHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CWjmYPmFJi8/s200/vacancy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103568996298237042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DVD released: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Aug. 14, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Director: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Nimrod Antal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cast: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Kate Beckinsale, Luke Wilson, Frank Whaley, Ethan Embry, Scott G. Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Verdict: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vacancy&lt;/span&gt; succeeds in raising expectations right out of the gate with its nifty Hitchcockian title sequence, which is accompanied by equally Hitchcockian strings-laced music that seems to promise each viewer will soon be at the edge of his seat (I love the movie's poster, shown at right, as well — stylistically, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vacancy&lt;/span&gt; is ace from top to bottom). It also acknowledges up front that everything that follows is derivative, and I admire the honesty. As David and Amy Fox, Luke Wilson and Kate Beckinsale are a young couple who peck at each other like an old married couple, especially after their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night, with the Pinewood Motel offering their only respite. Soon after checking into a room at the isolated highway hotel, which appears frozen in 1973 and offers roaches as the welcome committee, furious knocking occurs at the front door and from the adjoining room's locked door. After complaining to the manager, a bored David pokes through a stack of VHS tapes stacked atop the TV. He pops one into the VCR, and what looks like a cheap slasher film begins to unfold. Upon closer examination, he notices familiar surroundings: The footage was shot in the el-cheapo hotel room he now occupies. One scene soon afterward shows the hotel manager handing over a box of tapes to a truck driver who's passing through, leaving no doubt that David and Amy have just landed a brief film career. From there, it's a fairly predictable but intelligently executed thriller, with the snuff film aspect adding an intriguing angle that is at least a bit different from the lowbrow concepts of the average slasher flick of the week. The climactic cat-and-mouse game, involving underground crawl spaces and a voyeuristic bank of monitors in the manager's office, generates a tension that may indeed scoot you closer to the edge of the
