2008
hush hush, eye to eye
maura @ 11:25 am
Well, the writer’s strike is over, but of course TV isn’t really back to normal yet. I’m feeling much more ambivalent about TV than usual. At least about dramas. We netflixed that Razor movie thing (Battlestar Galactica) and it was kind of eh. Maybe there just wasn’t enough Starbuck. And Lost is back, but despite the fun flash-forwards it’s pretty eh too, enough so that we haven’t gotten around to watching the last two episodes yet.
Still, House has been okay. And I am looking forward to the return of The Office and 30 Rock. Maybe it’s just that right now I crave 30 minute comedies?
In other media news, for the past month or so we’ve been rocking family dinner + movie night each weekend. It’s been pretty fun — it’s amazing how excited Gus is by the prospect of eating dinner (and popcorn!) at the coffee table. We’ve seen some good movies (The Incredibles) and some lame ones (to parents, at least — yes, Lilo + Stitch 2, I’m looking at you).
We watched the hilarious mid-80s fantasy Labyrinth, starring our neighbor Jennifer Connolly and a delightfully campy Bowie. I’d forgotten how slapstick it is, right up Gus’s alley. Jonathan immediately re-watched the Flight of the Conchords ep where Jemaine appears in Bret’s dreams as Bowies of different eras, so funny!
Last night was The Neverending Story, another mid-80s kids fantasy movie. (Hey, it’s a lot of work imposing our nerdiness onto the young spawn!). He liked this one, too — in fact we are watching it again right now. But it’s a little more intense than Labyrinth, more serious w/some scary bits. I’m kind of wishing we’d waited on this, but I guess Gus is okay (other than requiring me to skip through the part when Atreyu’s horse dies).
Another unintended movie night consequence: the truly craptastic theme song by Limahl, lead singer of Kajagoogoo, has been looping through my head practically continuously. Why is it that I sometimes can’t remember what I read in the paper last week, but I can instantly summon up the complete lyrics of mid-80s Duran Duran and their cohort? In the immortal words of David Bowie as the Goblin King: “such a pity.”
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She lives in a big ol’ house on Prospect Park West. Wait, we never told you this? When Gus was in preschool a few years ago Jonathan rode the subway with Jenny and her son practically every day. It was hilarious — you know the way NYers are too cool to acknowledge the famous in their midst.
Jennifer Connolly, your neighbor? Really? How close?