Patrick Cranshaw has died at the age of 86…though not, sadly, immediately preceding a wrestling match with two topless women. If you don’t know who he is (and the title of this posting nor the preceding sentence don’t give you a clue), click here.
Year: 2006 (Page 228 of 228)
Did anyone else turn on “Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve” last night solely out of morbid curiosity…?
I mean, I didn’t.
Well, not really, anyway. I would’ve turned it to ABC, anyway, out of habit as much as anything…but I DID really want to see how Dick Clark looked. It totally didn’t seem like a proper New Year’s Eve without Dick Clark hosting last year’s festivities, so I was glad to hear he was coming back this year…but then there was all that controversy about how they doctored up a photo so that they could have one of Clark with his “co-host” Ryan Seacrest together, and people wondered, “Well, geez, how bad off IS he?”
Well, he looked pretty much just like Dick Clark…but, man, as soon as he opened his mouth, there was no question that the man had had a stroke. At the party I was attending, people were, like, “Oh, my GOD, he sounds AWFUL!” And, okay, he didn’t have that booming, confident Dick Clark voice, no…but, still, the guy fought his way back from a stroke and, only a year later, he had accomplished enough in the way of recovery to be able to appear on camera (albeit in a studio rather than out on the street) and address the audience sporadically throughout the night. You almost wanted to applaud the guy. And, yet, lots of people at this party just kept going, “Oh, that’s so SAD!”
I don’t think it’s sad; I think it’s awesome.
Dick Clark has been a staple of my life for as long as I can remember, and I’m just glad he’s back…because when he’s really gone for good, I don’t forsee a need to turn on the TV on New Year’s Eve ever again.
“The Simpsons‘ 138th Episode Spectacular” came during the show’s 7th season. It’s a glorified clip show, basically, but there was some hilarious new material courtesy of the late Phil Hartman as Troy McClure.
(“Right about now, you’re probably saying, ‘Troy, I’ve seen every Simpsons episode. You can’t show me anything new.’ [menacingly] Well, you got some attitude, Mister.”)
When listening to the audio commentary, however, one finds out that Hartman so loved the character of Troy McClure that he was fully committed to and incredibly excited by the idea of doing a live-action Troy McClure movie.
Damn, damn, damn.
Yes, well, I got around to renting The Exorcism of Emily Rose from Netflix and watched it last night. What can I say? Not scary at all, but a decent amount of suspense, I suppose. It was certainly better than that horrid turd The Skeleton Key, which was neither scary nor suspenseful and yet another fine example of Kate Hudson wasting any remaining talent on pure crap.
Anyway, I noticed I had rented the “unrated” version of this flick and couldn’t figure out what the hell could have been in it that made it an unrated cut. It’s a pretty tame horror flick by any standards, and the special effects are pretty much all dished out in one minute of the movie. If you ever saw the trailer, you pretty much saw the “scary” parts and all their effects, in other words. My problem with the scares was that they relied too much on slamming doors and quick jump cuts to something loud that wasn’t scary. Cheap seat jumpers.
But the damn thing ran too long at 119 minutes, and being “based on” a true story, I could only feel that once again some serious shit used to go down in the ’70s (1976 was when the actual tale the film is based on took place). We need fresh exorcism stories, people. Fresh scares. Enough with mining old crap and rehashing even more of it into new remakes. The original Amityville Horror was lame enough. A new version wasn’t needed. I didn’t waste me time on that, thankfully.
I do think it would be good, however, if a really gory flick came out that wasn’t made by Rob Zombie that featured a soundtrack by Christopher Cross. Could you imagine how rockin’ that would be? Someone getting an axe to the chest and Cross bleating out a love song. Someone get the studios on the phone.
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