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That Elaine Hendrix is so darned nice…

Given how busy the holidays were, you may or may not have even noticed when I posted a review of “The Munsters’ Scary Little Christmas,” but if you did, you might recall that I allotted a fair amount of the text to assuring people that the short skirts worn by Marilyn Munster – played by Elaine Hendrix, seen to your left – were just about enough reason to check out the film, even though it didn’t feature any of the original cast.

At the time, I dropped Ms. Hendrix an E-mail, asking if she could offer any reminiscences from her experience on the flick, but I didn’t hear anything and, well, I didn’t lose any sleep over it. Again, holidays are busy, people get caught up in their own goings-on, not a big deal.

Last night, however, I got a very belated but also very apologetic response from Elaine:

Oh, darn it, Will. I get these e-mails so late, and it doesn’t look like my assistant responded. I would have loved to give you some info on it. Please keep (my publicist) in the loop, and we’ll do the same with you for upcoming projects. I hope you were kind to “Marilyn” in the review. 🙂

It was a great project for 3 reasons –

1. Befriending Ann Magnuson
2. Shooting in Australia
3. Working on yet another cult classic franchise.

Thank you! Hope all is well.

Happy new year,

Elaine

Maybe my standards are slipping because of the writer’s strike…

…but I watched the premiere episode of “Gone Country” and got pulled in. And we’re talking the “hook, line, and sinker” kind of “pulled in,” the kind that has you popped into the control panel on your TiVo to set up a season pass.

Actually, I guess it’s not that surprising. When it comes right down to it, I tend to be a sucker for any show which features celebrities in a significant capacity, as long as it meets three caveats:

1. The premise has to be an interesting one.
2. The execution of the premise has to be done with a certain amount of humor.
3. I have to actually give a flying flip about the show’s celebrities.

“Gone Country ” meets all three criteria handily. The show takes six disparate musical artists, sticks them in a house together, and has them all go through a rigorous reinvention into the country lifestyle, culminating with one of them getting to release a country single produced by host John Rich (of Big & Rich fame). It’s an idea which – based on the first episode, at least – seems set to pay off far more handsomely than, say, MTV’s craptastic “Celebrity Rap Superstars.” But, then, this series comes from the same people who brought you “The Surreal Life” (like you didn’t already notice some similarities between that show and this one), so it’s already got a considerable leg up.

The artists who’ve signed up for this endeavor are Julio Iglesias, Jr., Carnie Wilson (of Wilson Phillips fame), Diana DeGarmo (“American Idol”), Maureen McCormick (known predominantly for playing Marcia on “The Brady Bunch”), Sis’Qo (who isn’t just about “The Thong Song,” goddammit), Dee Snider (of Twisted Sister), and…wait for it…Bobby Brown. And believe me, the rest of the cast is just as shocked to see Bobby arrive as you were to read his name, but mark my words: no matter how he places in the competition, he’ll come out of this show smelling a damned sight sweeter than Whitney Houston. Savvy move, sir. Very savvy, indeed.

I really don’t know anything about John Rich, but when I saw him arrive at his home – known as the Plowboy Mansion – by helicopter, then to see him disembark from the vehicle whilst wearing a pimp-daddy fur coat, I thought, “Jesus H. Christmas, this guy has got to be a complete asshole.” But, no, he turned out to be a downright sweet guy, talking up the contestants, making them feel comfortable about being in the competition and cheering them on…even despite Dee Snider saying outright that he hates country music. (Rich’s after-the-fact reaction: “I thought, ‘Are you an idiot?'”)

On first assessment, I’m leaning toward thinking that Dee could take this competition, if only because he could be spotting strolling around the place, strumming his guitar and singing country-inspired songs about mundane things like finding the coffee. (The man’s a hardcore caffeine addict, by the way.) I know, it seems like Diana would be a lock, since she’s already proven on “AI” that she can bounce from genre to genre when the need arises, but, still, she’s right up with Maureen for having the least experience as a professional singer. Speaking of Maureen, Dee suggests at one point that she might need to be medicated, and you can see why; she’s enthusiastic to a fault, raving about everything from the snacks to the bedsheets, and bursts into tears from sheer happiness at one point. But she quickly forms a nicotine-related bond with Bobby, resulting in a surprising friendship from the word “go.” Julio doesn’t make much of an impression, so quiet is he, which makes Carnie his polar opposite, as it often feels as though she’s uncomfortable with the concept of silence. And Sis’Qo…? Well, he’s personable enough, but he’s got a hard road ahead of him to not be “the ‘Thong Song’ dude.”

“Gone Country” is silly fun, but there’s one point toward the end where you can actually kind of empathize with the contestants. The producers have gone through and asked people on the street in Nashville their thoughts about the possibility of these various artists trying their hand at country…and they’re fucking brutal. Some of the cast try to laugh off the comments, but it’s still gotta hurt to hear someone say, “Oh, no, they’re going to be AWFUL!”

Car wreck TV? No, it’s a level above that. If you’re a music fan, there’s something interesting about the idea of watching people test their abilities, find their strengths and weaknesses, and see what they can come up with. I ain’t saying I’m gonna buy the single from whoever wins this thing, but I’ll be there to find out who takes home the glory.

American Idol: Southern Hospitality?

Last night, “American Idol” took their audition round for Season 7 to Charleston, South Carolina. It was humorous and disturbing at the same time to hear Simon Cowell ask Randy Jackson if they were on the “west coast.” And it was a pretty weak batch of auditions in all, with only 23 contestants earning golden tickets to Hollywood. For those of you doing the math, that’s 23 out of 10,000, or 0.23 %. Well, no one said it was easy to become the next American Idol.

With that, on to the freaks…..

Raysharde was the first audition, and with an afro that would make Tito Jackson jealous and a voice that he compared to Clay Aiken, you had the makings of a freak show. But then, dude wasn’t horrible, it’s just that he was TRYING too hard to be Clay Aiken. Think about that for a minute. Are you as frightned as I am? The judges were, too.

DeANNA, who corrected Simon more than once about how her name was pronounced, was a 27 year old waitress from the same small town in North Carolina as Kellie Pickler. But while Kellie was a charming, naive, country girl; DeANNA was a bitter, shouting lunatic. The best part was her talking about how her customers drove her crazy on Sundays for “all you can eat day.”

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American Idol: California Dreamin’

Last night “American Idol” gave me a gift. They gave me an hour of my life, since the show was only one hour long instead of the agonizing two hours as it was both nights last week. What’s more, I get another one-hour episode tonight. I mean, that’s a whole hour to eat, sleep, watch something else, or practice being me.

And since the auditions were held in San Diego, the contestants heading to Hollywood would have to only drive a few hours north for the next round. Okay, on with those auditions, and we’ll start with the freaks again:

Some dude named Marat was wearing a puffy white shirt, ala Jerry Seinfeld in the “I don’t wanna be a pirate” episode. He was awful, and since the show was just one hour, they followed that up with a medley of freaks and crap.

Then there was Valerie, who admitted her own idol was Mariah Carey. Uh-oh. Anyway, Val was all breath and technique and had no real voice of her own. Simon said she sounded like Mariah Carey after the CD had been left out in the sun for a year. Randy said it was a terrible audition but that beneath all the technique, there was actually some tone. The best part? Valerie realized that she would be in the “rejects” portion of the show. You got that right!

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Friday Night Lights: “Who Do You Think You Are?”

I don’t know how they do it, but the creators of this show found a way to make a mundane task like choosing the right daycare fairly interesting. Maybe it’s because I’m an expecting father, but I felt the Taylors’ pain when they had to leave Gracie at daycare for the first time.

Other than that storyline (and the awesome cameo by Glenn, “Um, I think she needs her diaper changed”), I wasn’t too crazy about this episode. The old, mistake-making Lyla was a lot more interesting than the new-and-improved, preachy Lyla. While Riggins’ call to the radio show was pretty funny (“Um, I think Jesus is kinda hot”), the rest of the storyline was pretty bland. However, it does appear that the Lyla/Riggins relationship will be moving forward next week.

Santiago’s brush with his past is kind of cliché, and the most compelling thing about that thread is the trust that’s developing between he and Buddy. Buddy’s growth is both funny and endearing. He’s like a little kid with a new toy, and the new toy is a 16 year-old ex-con. His spiel about “judging people by what’s on the inside” at the bar was hilarious, especially when he followed it up by asking one of his friends if he should hide his watch from “a bunch of thugs.” (On a side note, it was nice to see “Veronica Mars” alum Francis Capra again. He played Santiago’s friend.)

The last less-than-stellar storyline this week was the exploration of racism as a part of Smash’s relationship with Noel. I thought it was odd (and pretty unrealistic) that her parents would invite everyone over for dinner only to spring an ambush at dessert. To top things off, we have the stereotypical white racist bothering Smash’s sister at the movies. The incident will probably prompt Smash to break things off with Noel. Yawn.

For the sake of QB1, I was sad to see Carlota go, but there wasn’t really anything going on in that relationship. It felt a little abrupt, but the moment the two shared at the birthday party seemed genuine. Now that they’re both single, methinks this may eventually lead to a Matt/Julie reunion, but expect QB1 to go through some tough times first.

Lastly, for anyone that’s interested, the moody song playing over the final few scenes was Devendra Banhart’s “Now That I Know,” which is off his 2005 album, Cripple Crow. The show sure does a nice job with its music.

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