Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Well, if it isn't the cashmere mafia!
Really, show, really? REALLY!? That's the best you could do??! "Well, if it isn't the cashmere mafia" ... then followed by "see you on campus, girls!" I really want to hate this show, but you have to understand that, historically, I have watched some HORRENDOUS television because of either 1) lesbian storylines, 2) hot girls, 3) lesbian subtext, or 4) dire boredom. To review:
- Profiler
- Birds of Prey (OMG BATGIRL IS GOING TO BE ON THE L WORD THIS SEASON! WTF!?)
- Women's Murder Club (seriously just have sex already, all of you)
- Umm ... I'm sure there are others. I will add them as I recall.
My first problem with this show is the writing, in that it is horrible and no one talks like that. It's worse than the L Word at times. My second problem is the horrible Sex-and-the-City-rip-off-ness that is going on. This has been expounded upon in numerous articles around the interwebs, so I won't reiterate everything here, but it's just absurd. Lucy Liu (sorry, have to use the actors' names, as I have no idea what the characters are named as I do not care at all) is the Carrie, except they made her Asian or whatever, and then I don't even know or care what roles/stereotypes the others play. All I know is that Miranda Otto talks like Samantha and I think they're sorta setting her up to be a little like her, kinda? Anyway, no one talks like that in real life, except for drag queens. Also hated by me: the awful soundtrack and Lucy Liu's wardrobe.
I'm not going to even touch upon the absurd storylines w/r/t/ successful women vs. the men they love, gender roles, and stupid shit like that because it's just painful. And you can find that elsewhere. I will talk about what I liked, though. I have had a thing for Frances O'Connor ever since Love and Other Catastrophes so I hope they don't make me hate her character. And the lesbian stuff was actually handled pretty well, I thought. Bonnie Somerville is adorable and funny and that right there is why I'll keep tuning in. I mean, I've stuck with The L Word since day 1, I can deal with this for a few weeks. (SPEAKING OF The L Word, Riese's recap of the season 5 premiere is up over at Auto-Straddle -- and The L Word Online -- and you should go read it cause I'm in it and it's better than the show itself!)
Oh, and hi. I'm gonna try to write more. But we all know I'm lying.
P.S. Although I have yet to see Juno, Ellen Page is AWESOME and I am utterly fascinated by Diablo Cody. Thank you for your time.
Labels: cashmere mafia, girls, l word, tv
posted by carlytron @ 1:03 AM,
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007
In praise of Bravo
I would like to thank Bravo, the television network, for being so, so, so damn gay. God, Bravo is so gay, right? It wasn't always super gay, but in the past few years it's become one of my favorite things. From Project Runway to Blow Out, I have been in love with Bravo for years now. Plus, they just acquired Television Without Pity, which has been one of my favorite sites for years. Bravo even caters to lesbians, too. So Bravo, I just want to say, I salute you. And, really, thank you for this, from the bottom of my gay little heart:
As an aside: did anyone see the Shear Genius reunion? Sally Hershberger totally wanted Tabatha. Anyone else pick up on that? Sally is, after all, supposedly the inspiration for Shane on The L Word.
Labels: girls, in praise of, tv
posted by carlytron @ 11:16 PM,
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Monday, May 21, 2007
ouch.
according to my statcounter i might actually have some readers? maybe? anyway, i'm going to use this more, i'm really making an effort. i'm just such a lazy fuck sometimes.
today i tripped and fell in such a glorious way as to not only propel my body a good 5 feet or so but as to somehow bruise myself in the worst way possible. by morning i will have the most ridiculous, painful, godawful-looking bruise on my ass ... more specifically, where my thigh and my ass meet. so, it hurts to sit, walk, stand, or lay (lie? you know, for a self-proclaimed gramma nazi, i really should figure that one out already) on my back. a perfectly awful end to a perfectly awful day.
if i actually make it out of bed tomorrow i will go and purchase the ingredients for jackie warner's famous protein shake, because I Will Do Whatever Jackie Tells Me.
god, i need a job. like right now. i can't wait until august to start working again. good lord.
Labels: girls, life, stupid things i do
posted by carlytron @ 11:58 PM,
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