Year: 2006 (Page 207 of 228)

Militant lesbian poet to write humorless sitcom

Ain’t that Rosie O’Donnell just the cutest thing? Clearly delusional, “Ro” apparently believes that there are still people out there who want to see her on television. To that end, she is working on a sitcom pilot with author Alice Hoffman, featuring herself in the starring role as “an Erma Bombeck type” with a blended family, whose ex-husband (???) is forced to move in with her.

O’Donnell, best known of late for her horrifically unflattering haircuts, her rambling political rants, and her creepy online poetry, went on to indicate that she is writing the pilot with Colin Quinn in mind to play the ex-husband role, and Sharon Gless to play the dead ex-lover to whom Rosie/Erma speaks while writing her newspaper column.

To which I say: Sharon Gless could do way better than Rosie O’Donnell. I mean, seriously. Come on. This is Cagney we’re talking about. Or possibly Lacey. I never could remember which was which.

But either way, to the network programming heads out there: Please spare us this blight on humanity. We beg you. We may have to start begging you in creepy online haikus, if this thing goes into production.

I am the law

Is it true Vic? Did you really hire a lawyer to represent the Strike Team for the impending IAD investigation? Say it ain’t so. Whatever happened to the good old days of cutting yourself loose of any villainous ties by either killing or blackmailing the person in charge? Well, I guess I should stop there, since he did almost kill Amoya after discovering that she had willingly ratted Lem out for taking that block of heroin, but he didn’t do it. Perhaps the threat was a bit more effective. You know, save a life with the same result. Plus, it’s not like Kavanaugh didn’t walk in to the safe house mere seconds after Vic put away the knife that he was holding to Amoya’s neck.

This is definitely a major problem for Kavanaugh, because if he wasn’t sure about Lem leaking information to his friends before, he has to be almost certain about it now. It looks like he might have to make the official arrest a whole lot sooner than he expected unless, of course, he has another key witness dangling in the background. Like, say, Antwon Mitchell perhaps? Why else would the shifty IAD agent be so confident with his case against Mackey and Co.? If Kavanaugh only knew that Shane was really the weak link in the group, because then maybe he’d be hassling Shane’s wife Mara instead of Vic’s ex.

Corrine isn’t stupid enough to give up any info either, and instead calls out Kavanugh for being a sneaky little cop behind her back. She promptly runs to Dutch for advice, though he hardly has time for a brief chat with his former girlfriend. Dutch and Claudette are being kept busy with a strange case that involves the shooting of a pregnant woman who has also had her baby cut out of her stomach. Strange, indeed. Meanwhile, Julien and Tina butt heads over rookie mistakes, and Danny plays the mother role yet again.

Whatever happens in the following weeks, you can be sure that Aceveda will be keeping much closer tabs on how the investigation is progressing, especially since Vic plans to drag Aceveda’s name through the mud on the way to trial. Next week’s episode looks even more like classic “Shield” action, but this season’s evens result in an end-of-the-season court trial, this could very well be the best season yet.

Pick one: the chicken or the weasel

In an act of shameless cross-promotion, I am pleased to be the first to inform the world that Bullz-Eye’s upcoming TV Power Rankings poll, that taste-making barometer that can literally make or break a television show these days, has “24” in the driver’s seat, once again. By the end of last season, “24” was in danger of giving the honor away, what with the whole fraidy-cat decision not to kill anyone, combined with President Buck Buck Brawwwwwk’s endless concern over how history would view his presidency.

This year, however, they have wasted no time in whacking people and giving up the true intentions of all concerned. Which brings me to this question: did anyone think that Walt the Weasel would give himself up so easily and, well, so honestly? The funny thing is that you want to say that it is merely a script device that led Walt to confess to Logan that he was working “with” some Russian baddies in order to strengthen America’s stance on terrorism, but in truth I really believe that Walt was naïve enough to think he was in control of the situation, and that President Buck Buck Brawwwwwwk was indeed gullible enough to go along with whatever Walt the Weasel whispered in his ear, since Brawwwwwwk’s legacy mattered more to him than anything else, including his wife.

Still, you have to stop and pause at the whole ‘my wife is nuts’ angle. Granted, I’m lucky in that regard, in that my wife, Buffybot, is in fact way smarter, funnier, and far less nuts than I will ever be, but still, no husband would ever, ever, EVER put his wife away like that, especially the president of the United States. For a guy that is supremely worried about his perception, he sure as hell wouldn’t send his wife to the loony bin solely at the behest of his most trusted advisor. I mean, come on, man, is your thirtysomething, most trusted advisor actually making decisions about the well being of your wife of thirtysomething years? No, of course he’s not.

One astute reader brought up the question about Walt’s cell phone not being monitored by the feds while he was calling the Russian baddies, and that idea came back to roost big time. We have the US government pulling a phone call between First Lady Marty Logan (who is my favorite new character this season, bar none) and former president David Palmer, and yet, they’re not able to catch any of the phone calls Walt makes to his Russian “friends”? Even worse, the Russians are able to tap Mike Novick’s phone, but no one on the government side is either a) capable of doing the same, or b) aware that someone else is listening in, hours after a former President was killed? Come on, people. We’re the United States. We invented sneaky. There is no way that the cell phone of any government employee isn’t tapped, wired, monitored, or emitting some kind of suicide frequency when it’s convenient for us.

But back to the main point: the very fact that Walt the Weasel has been taken off the map so quickly makes me even more sure of my Oliver Stone-esque theory about Wayne Palmer. I know that the previews for this week wanted to suggest that Some Dark Haired Guy That We All Know is going to pop out from behind the couch, but after looking at the couch about a hundred times, I’m pretty sure it’s no one that we know at this point in the series. Not even Tony Almeida, whose melon has the closest match to what they showed in the previews for next week, could possibly be the bad guy. He’s still in intensive care. Who else could it be? Audrey Raines’ ex-husband Paul? He’s dead. Edgar? Not as much hair as the “bad guy,” and a much bigger melon, never mind the fact that he apparently ate Chloe in the offseason. I guess we’ll all just have to tune in to next week, and wait for them to jerk our chains like they always do…though they’re getting much better at jerking chains than they were a couple years ago, and if that means taking the life President Palmer, then, well, I guess certain sacrifices indeed have to be made. We’ll still tune in, won’t we?

Yes, we will.

American Idol in Vegas

Another episode of “American Idol” in the books, and this time they took the show to Vegas for the initial auditions. Seriously now, are these preliminary auditions ever going to end? The producers are getting good at showing us a few really good contestants and more of the crappy ones, which is really what we all want to see at this point, right?

Only 11 contestants made it to Hollywood this time…the ones they showed were 18 year old Mecca, a cute little belly dancer chick who had a great voice; Heather, a young black woman who sang “Redneck Woman”….a bit out of character it seemed, but she had a good enough voice; and Taylor, the dude from Birmingham who has been prematurely gray since he was 15, but had a killer gospel/blues type voice ala Ray Charles.

It’s always amusing to see the gimmicks people will come up with to get on the show….the first dude, Alexis a.k.a. “Dylon” was a rasta wannabe and as it turns out, a vocal wannabe.

Ryan, the kid who started his audition by saying “F–k Yeah,” was obviously just trying to get on TV…he sang/screamed Silverstein’s “Smash Into Pieces.” The best part was Randy Jackson impersonating him after the audition.

There was also Anthony, this very large man who said that he and his girlfriend take in stray animals, and currently have 75 of them. It wouldnt’ surprise me if he had 75 animals in his belly during the audition either. Oh, and he sang terribly.

The Pearson twins looked cute enough but their rendition of a Cranberries song was bizarre, turning their audition into what amounted to a bad Doublemint commercial.

Another of the strangest auditions ever was this Russian kid who was wearing an American flag shirt and sang “God Bless the USA”…..maybe he was happy to be here, but he sure was indignant after failing his audition, saying the judges did not make eye contact with him and that’s why he did not make it to Hollywood. He also claimed to have perfect pitch, which the judges set him straight on. Uh dude, you just plain sucked. Welcome to America.

Finally, the one I thought was good that the judges did not, was Jason, who has a day job as “Pepe,” taking tourists on fake Italian boat tours at a Vegas hotel. Randy, Paula and Simon…I’m sorry, that dude had a good voice…you just couldn’t see past his Pepe persona.

All in all, a bit uneventful compared to some of the other stops on the American Idol freak tour…..but just as I say that, I’m afraid of what tomorrow in Austin holds. See you then….

You want Jessica, but I wanted her first

Well kids, it looks like Jessisca Alba is the chick the guys want the most, according to an AskMen.com list of the 99 most wanted babes. Failing to make the list for the first time this year is Britney Spears. That’s not so surprising to me, considering I never found Spears to be the least bit attractive. That trailer trash quality always hit me smack in the face way before it did anyone else, I ‘spose. Alba, on the other hand, is certainly one fine mama I’d gladly take home to mom, if dear old mom wasn’t dead and I wasn’t married and…oh yeah, Jessica would actually even want me to take her home let alone give me the time of day. Ah well, a man can always dream.

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