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Dizzying Intellect » Entertainment

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Did I mention that I saw a Nerd Herd company car, while on my way home, back in early September? It had a window cling in the rear passenger-side window that said the name of the tech, and had a picture of him.

The show hadn’t started yet, so I just figured that yet another electronics store had started their own repair chain. In retrospect, I’m sure the employee was Chuck Bartowski. Wish I’d taken a picture.

Notice

Project Runway Season Four starts next week!

[a) I know! b) So excited. c) I didn't want you to forget. d) You're welcome.]

Update: My two favorites didn’t make it into the top three, but at least neither of them got booted. What did you love and hate?

In Case

Did anyone watch last week’s Chuck? Did you catch who he said shot down Oceanic flight 815?

I rewound it a few times, but I couldn’t decide if he said someone/something, or if he changed the subject.

*phew*

If your DVR/Tivo cut off the last thirty seconds of Grey’s Anatomy (like the rest of us), some lovely, wonderful person put just the ending up on youtube, just for you.

(I started downloading the whole freaking torrent, but it was going to take hours. Thank you, youtube!)

Catty

Forgive me while I gossip. To be fair, it isn’t really catty, because I think she looks better than she has in years. Anyway:

Have you seen the recent pictures of Cameron Diaz on the set of “What Happens in Vegas?” Go look here. I’ll wait.

Now check this out: Before (10/06) / After (8/07)

What say you?

End of the Dance

I’m apparently the only person on Earth who really liked the little foxes routine on So You Think You Can Dance, last night. It was very Japanese, in the fluid but highly exaggerated movements, and fairytale-like story. I thought it was gorgeous.

From all the people I’ve seen griping about the red scarf today, I get a very clear image of Lacey sneaking up with a real dead bird in her mouth and dropping it in front of Sabra, and it makes me giggle.

Anyway, I don’t care who wins. I really like them all, and for different reasons, so whatever. On the other hand, I just noticed today that the SYTYCD reviewer at TWOP is a straight male, and now I wish I’d been watching/reading all season. Hilarious.

Update: Here’s the video.

On Some Big Ol’ Feet

So I went to see Walking with the Dinosaurs this weekend. If you like dinosaurs, or know/bred someone who likes dinosaurs, it’s a great show.

It’s very smart, and there’s a whole lot of talking, done by a “paleontologist” (I assume he’s not really a paleontologist, but admittedly, I didn’t buy a program) who’s down on the auditorium floor with the beasties. More action than comedy, obviously, but there was some low-key humor directed at adults that was cute. For instance, he referred to one episode as “200 million years bc… g — before computer games” which bounced off everyone under 30, but made quite a few parents chuckle.

The vast majority of the kids fidgeted and babbled through the narration (which was actually pretty interesting), and seemed cataclysmically bored, but when the dinosaurs came out, you could have heard a pin drop. They were mesmerized. The story and the scenery and stuff are cool, but the dinosaurs are just amazing. They’re so huge. And, seriously, so in-your-face and real.

The show doesn’t really do anything to hide the dinosaurs’… means of locomotion, so to speak, which really annoyed me for the first ten minutes or so. But your eyes actually adapt to it, and you sort of stop seeing it. I don’t know if it’s suspension of disbelief, or if it’s just the darkness, or what. Which sounds stupid, but it works.

I have to add, the woman sitting next to me, who was with her grandson, was killing me. She thought everything that walked upright was a T-Rex, and when she read about raptors in the program, she kept calling them “raptures.” Finally, when the “paleontologist” announced that the reign of dinosaurs was coming to an end, and they showed the first image of asteroids streaking across the sky, she screamed “THE ICE AGE!”

Hee.

Anyway, go see it. It’s good. Oh, and try not to buy from Ticketmaster if you can help it. They spam the hell out of you.

Order of the Phoenix

Saw it. Loved it.

To say “dark” would be redundant, right? But I didn’t think it was as dark as everyone’s saying. Then again, I was in a very receptive audience.

There’s No Need To Fear!

Holy Toledo!

I had to stop my dvr in the middle of Singing Bee to blog this. That’s how important it is. I’d heard there was going to be an Underdog movie, but I had no idea it would be… live. action.

I am shaken. Shaken to the core. Just go watch the preview, and tell me this isn’t excellent. Go now. I need a moment.

Note: I have relatives that will tell you what cataclysmic tantrums I threw when I wasn’t allowed to drink my milk from the Polly Purebred glass at dinner. Last Christmas. Be afraid. Or, wait, don’t listen to those liars… No. No, be afraid.

Roar

I went to see The Lion King this weekend. If you get a chance, and you haven’t seen it yet, you should go. It’s really beautiful and magical, and not in a sappy way. There’s a lot of stuff going on in the aisles, and I was lucky enough to have an aisle seat in the orchestra section, so I had a fabulous up close and personal view.

It’s *almost* entirely undisneyfied, too. They could have reined back Timon and Pumba, for my taste, and then it would have been perfect. But I guess they had to leave something in for the kids.

Which brings me to my point. You knew I wasn’t just going to talk about the show, right?

I do not get why people bring children under about eight years old to these things. For multiple reasons.

1. This has happened at Wicked, A Christmas Carol, and now the Lion King. These shows are terrifying. It’s dark, first of all. And then there are witches and flying monkeys and ghosts and zombies (we can call Jacob Marley a zombie, right? He’s not a normal ghost.) and evil dad-killing lions and scary elephant graveyards. And it’s dark. Did I mention the dark part, with flashing scary lights? There were children crying hysterically everywhere. And the majority of parents didn’t bother taking them out, which is a whole ‘nother issue.

2. If you must bring a kid, do not get orchestra seats. I guess the rules of physics escape most people, but the orchestra floor is — for all intents and purposes — flat. The seats are also not staggered left and right. If you buy an orchestra seat for your kid, he’s not going to be able to see anything but the back of someone’s head. If he stands up to see, and gets in my way, I’m going to take it out on you. The loge seats are so steep, you get vertigo. He could see over Andre the Giant’s head. Sit up there.

3. Wherever you sit, control your child. I didn’t spend $90 to be your babysitter, to listen to your little screamer, or to stare at the back of his head because you won’t make him sit down. I’m not going to be penalized because you didn’t think ahead. If you don’t want to be responsible for them, leave them at home. Or sell them on eBay. I don’t care. Just keep them away from me.

The woman in front of me brought three kids. She sat in front of me, but because she and I were on the aisle, the kids were the ones between me and the stage. Within the first song, they were standing up, jumping up and down, and crawling all over the woman. The little girl in front of me had full-on Billy Idol hair, so even when I sat as tall as I could, I was still looking through hair. I couldn’t see anything. I was craning around, leaning forward, dodging left and right, and that’s not just unfair to me, but to the people behind me too — who I’m sure were ready to strangle me.

I finally leaned forward and said “Can you please keep them DOWN?” I may have said it a little loud, so she’d hear me over the music. She immediately put them back in their seats, and told them to stay down. And bless her heart, she kept them down the whole time.

I mean, they’re children (they were all around five or six, I’d guess) and they were already there, so it’s not like I could expect them to be perfectly still, but she kept them seated and quiet, and when one of them got nervous, and needed to sit in her lap, she kept them on the aisle side, so they were out of sight.

I wanted to thank her (hell, I wanted to hug her) but they left before the curtain calls. Seriously, if there were more parents like her, the world would be a much more civil place.