Random Tuesday Musings
Mar. 11th, 2003 09:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdSo the embroidery class went pretty well.
We got through the lazy daisy stitch. And the girls applied outline stitches to their pillowcases/hankies.
Woke up with a grumpy tummy at about 4:30 AM. Went back to bed and used hubby for a full body heatingpad.
I saw part of "Galactica 1980" (or "The Abomination of Which We Do Not Speak") the other day. About 5 minutes had gotten caught at the end of Sentinel. Dr. Zee, shudder. When the brains of the show is a 12 year old cerebral mutation, you know it stinks. Dylan looks amazingly like Starbuck, probably his boy by Cass. His whole purpose (in the part I saw) was to set up Troy for exposition. Who the stang told Kent McCord he could act? But slashy.
The dialogue was so very painful I was sitting slack-jawed and horrified when my husband found me. He gently took the clicker from my limp hands and made it stop. ::woobies her sainted husband::
Was TV of the 70's really so bad? It really was.
Some was good: All in the Family, Laugh in.
Most was there: Starsky & Hutch, Adam 12, Happy Days
But so much was very bad.
The Variety Show stands out as Badness personified.
Sonny & Cher, Glen Campbell & friends, Donny & Marie, Hee-Haw.
I watched them all. (one of my all-time favorite descriptions comes from Hee-Haw: "A mind like concrete: all mixed up and permanently set.")
I have a Donny & Marie on tape. (mainly because it was the era when all the SW characters were turning up everywhere to keep interest between the movies.) An ice-skating number, a humor sketch, a duet with special guest Kris Kristofferson, a few other bits (I fast forewarded) and the Production Number.
I understand most variety shows work that way.
I loved Cher. I thought she was beautiful.
Since the 70's were variety show heyday, and Star wars ruled the late 70's, it seemed like a natural combination. Ergo: the Holiday Special.
It's so easy to catalogue what's wrong with the show, how about a discussion of what's right?
Diahnn Caroll is fabulously beautiful in pink. She has a drop-dead voice, and her song is just sexy enough to be suitable.
Bea Arthur looks right at home in the cantina as the bartender. I may have to write fanfic starring her.
Harvey Korman as the interstellar Julia Child. This is one of the funniest bits in the movie. Malla's frustration as she tries to keep up with the professional is familiar to anyone who has tried to cook from a TV show. Add extra arms into the mix, and it becomes hilarious. I am constantly reminded of the questions that arose when Julia made her debut on BBC. "Who is this drunken American woman, and why is she on breakfast television?"
I loved seeing a bit of the ordinary life, how people fill their days in the SW'verse. Meals to prepare, trash to take out, rooms to clean. Shops to run, drinks to pour. Holidays, rituals and lots of love.
Han. This was the same daredevil from ANH, but there was definitely a softer side present. He loves Chewie very much and is not afraid to show it. He's pretty fond of Chewie's family too. I like this about him. He's still a man of action, not hesitating to throw a stromtrooper off the balcony to crash to the forest floor far below, but there is a strong feeling shown for something other than money.
On the slashy side of things, we have Luke in far too much make-up, and looking GREAT. And there's a delightful little goose in the wookiee temple. (Mark, to his great credit, does not break character, but he does jump, and he gives a glare of "This is important! Pay attention and stop clowning!")
The cartoon was pretty cool. I love the Heavy Metal style, and we got to see a Y-wing in action! And hey, the boys tied up and suspended upside down. That's always good.
I'm not saying the show is GOOD, not by any stretch. But there are good things to be gleaned.
Just fast forward through the Jefferson Starship performance
Ug, 3 more hours.
We got through the lazy daisy stitch. And the girls applied outline stitches to their pillowcases/hankies.
Woke up with a grumpy tummy at about 4:30 AM. Went back to bed and used hubby for a full body heatingpad.
I saw part of "Galactica 1980" (or "The Abomination of Which We Do Not Speak") the other day. About 5 minutes had gotten caught at the end of Sentinel. Dr. Zee, shudder. When the brains of the show is a 12 year old cerebral mutation, you know it stinks. Dylan looks amazingly like Starbuck, probably his boy by Cass. His whole purpose (in the part I saw) was to set up Troy for exposition. Who the stang told Kent McCord he could act? But slashy.
The dialogue was so very painful I was sitting slack-jawed and horrified when my husband found me. He gently took the clicker from my limp hands and made it stop. ::woobies her sainted husband::
Was TV of the 70's really so bad? It really was.
Some was good: All in the Family, Laugh in.
Most was there: Starsky & Hutch, Adam 12, Happy Days
But so much was very bad.
The Variety Show stands out as Badness personified.
Sonny & Cher, Glen Campbell & friends, Donny & Marie, Hee-Haw.
I watched them all. (one of my all-time favorite descriptions comes from Hee-Haw: "A mind like concrete: all mixed up and permanently set.")
I have a Donny & Marie on tape. (mainly because it was the era when all the SW characters were turning up everywhere to keep interest between the movies.) An ice-skating number, a humor sketch, a duet with special guest Kris Kristofferson, a few other bits (I fast forewarded) and the Production Number.
I understand most variety shows work that way.
I loved Cher. I thought she was beautiful.
Since the 70's were variety show heyday, and Star wars ruled the late 70's, it seemed like a natural combination. Ergo: the Holiday Special.
It's so easy to catalogue what's wrong with the show, how about a discussion of what's right?
Diahnn Caroll is fabulously beautiful in pink. She has a drop-dead voice, and her song is just sexy enough to be suitable.
Bea Arthur looks right at home in the cantina as the bartender. I may have to write fanfic starring her.
Harvey Korman as the interstellar Julia Child. This is one of the funniest bits in the movie. Malla's frustration as she tries to keep up with the professional is familiar to anyone who has tried to cook from a TV show. Add extra arms into the mix, and it becomes hilarious. I am constantly reminded of the questions that arose when Julia made her debut on BBC. "Who is this drunken American woman, and why is she on breakfast television?"
I loved seeing a bit of the ordinary life, how people fill their days in the SW'verse. Meals to prepare, trash to take out, rooms to clean. Shops to run, drinks to pour. Holidays, rituals and lots of love.
Han. This was the same daredevil from ANH, but there was definitely a softer side present. He loves Chewie very much and is not afraid to show it. He's pretty fond of Chewie's family too. I like this about him. He's still a man of action, not hesitating to throw a stromtrooper off the balcony to crash to the forest floor far below, but there is a strong feeling shown for something other than money.
On the slashy side of things, we have Luke in far too much make-up, and looking GREAT. And there's a delightful little goose in the wookiee temple. (Mark, to his great credit, does not break character, but he does jump, and he gives a glare of "This is important! Pay attention and stop clowning!")
The cartoon was pretty cool. I love the Heavy Metal style, and we got to see a Y-wing in action! And hey, the boys tied up and suspended upside down. That's always good.
I'm not saying the show is GOOD, not by any stretch. But there are good things to be gleaned.
Just fast forward through the Jefferson Starship performance
Ug, 3 more hours.
