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“I Swear To God, It’s Not For Me, But…” (#5)

The Flying Nun: The Complete Second Season.

“I don’t understand,” says my wife. “How does she fly? Is it magic?”

Well, I begin to lamely explain (examining the back of the box to be sure I’m not completely talking out of my arse), it’s something to do with her nun’s habit catching the winds that blow around the convent in Puerto Rico where she resides. The uncertain look I receive in return clearly implies that she’s not buying this…and who can blame her? Sister Bertrille – played by Sally Field, who proves that even nuns can be cute – might be a slight young thing, but unless she’s got hollow bones like a bird, the laws of gravity would most definitely keep her on the ground.

Too bad the gimmick’s so completely goofy; it’s actually a cute, sweet show, and one which probably wouldn’t get off the air today, given that Catholicism is a major part of the program. Not that it gets even remotely controversial, but you know how it is these days: just the merest possibility that someone might make fun of religion has the boys down in Standards and Practices on edge.

They wouldn’t go anywhere near the panic button with “The Flying Nun.” The comedy is light and occasionally slapstick, and the guest stars are straight from sitcom heaven; Jamie Farr, Rich Little, Paul Lynde, Bernie Kopell, Alan Hale, Jr., Dwayne Hickman, and Gavin McLeod are just a few of those who pop up.

Set phasers on…roast

So you thought last year’s Comedy Central roast of pneumatic blonde Pamela Anderson was, ahem, a bust?

Never fear. The network has announced its next target, and the intended roastee should afford the roasters plenty of material beyond the basic, lowest-common-denominator body-part jokes that dominated last year’s event.

Ladies and gentlemen, prepare to roast…William Shatner.

No, seriously: Prepare to roast him yourself. The network is soliciting roast videos from the public…so get that digital camera ready, and do your worst.

He can take it. He’s Captain Kirk. Not to mention he’s also…Denny Crane!

The show will air Sunday, August 20.

Last Comic Standing: Barreling Toward the Season Finale

And just like that, we find out that the “Last Comic Standing” season finale is tonight. Holy crap, how did that happen? I knew that last night would be the final square-off of the 2 remaining contestants, but NBC decided not to extend the show one more week. And actually, for that, I give them credit.
I just wonder now how painfully long they are going to make tonight’s show.

But back to last night. Before announcing who would be going home and not performing, the network had to scramble to fill up a whole hour. So they let host Unfunny Clark do his stand-up routine. Well, he wasn’t as bad as his hosting has led us to believe he is, but he was still pretty bad.

Then they let the two finalists in the online competition duke it out…..supposedly there was this whole other competition going on that about five of us knew about, where the contestants who didn’t make it to the Queen Mary got to perform for the online community each week. The finalists were Josh Wolf and Theo Von, and not only was Josh funnier than Theo…he may have been funnier than any of the remaining comics. At least I know I’d pay to see this guy. But we’ll see what happens tonight. Then comic Paul Rodriguez guested and did a decent job himself.

After this, it was the elimination and most of us knew what was coming…..Chris Porter was voted off.
To use a baseball analogy, imagine a lifetime .350 hitter striking out 8 straight times in the biggest games of his career. That was Chris Porter the last 2 weeks. So Josh Blue and Ty Barnett got to perform for the championship.

I like both of these guys, but I like Josh just a bit better. He uses his disability to a fault, but he’s still pretty freaking hilarious. Last night, I think his impersonation of Grover from “Sesame Street” locked it up for him. And I think America likes Josh too. So we’ll see what happens tonight, and who will become the Last Comic Standing for this season. Till then, Vandalay is OUT.

Can you say “shameless plug”?

Wow. What an incredibly insignificant hour of television, but since there’s still two more weeks before the big season finale (plenty of time to wrap up all existing subplots and start a few new ones), Episode Ten is often considered a freebie for the writers to pretty much do whatever they want. HBO’s “Entourage” did the same this week with the pointless (but fun) Vegas trip, and “Rescue Me” follows suit with an entire hour dedicated to Tommy reminiscing about his job as a firefighter.

Nothing else exciting really happens. Sheila buys Tommy a new Cadillac pickup truck, only to get stolen from him within twenty minutes. Probie turns in his transfer form, only for Tommy to spread gay rumors to all the other firehouses. Janet and Tommy meet to talk about the baby, but no one knows whose it is. And Franco is given the boot by his girlfriend when her retarded brother gets loose on the town; an obvious ploy by the guy to “keep” his sister all to himself. Tommy also managed to guzzle $200 worth of whiskey without paying a single dime at the end of the episode. How? By telling war stories about his years with the FDNY, of course, not to mention a couple sob stories about 9/11 and a full disclosure of his personal problems. Oh, and in case you were wondering, “World Trade Center” opens tomorrow. What, you didn’t get a chance to see the special promo? Here it is again, just in case you missed it. Ugh.

Remedy for a damaged rep? Brawl at a stripper contest.

The demolition of Vince’s reputation continued this week, and man, was it fun to watch. With a company offering Vinnie $100,000 to “just attend their party” in Vegas, the boys head to Sin City for a wild weekend. Well, everyone except Drama, who tags along only so he can hook up with his favorite masseuse, Ken. With his pilot scheduled to begin filming soon, Drama insists that he needs a quiet, relaxing weekend with no distractions. On their way out of town, the boys convince Ari to join them (though he swears to his wife that he was kidnapped). The stage is officially set.

Speaking of stages, turns out Vince has to do more than just make an appearance at this party. Apparently, Turtle signed him up to be a judge for the “Queen of the Strip” beauty contest, which, we learn, is less a beauty contest and more a stripper contest. As Turtle points out, that would seem to be a good development, only E and Ari are worried that Vince sitting in on a stripper contest will only further damage his already wounded image. Fair point, but Vince can’t back out now…he already blew the money they gave him at the blackjack table, much to Ari’s chagrin, since he agreed to partner up with Vince for the weekend, splitting winnings (and losses) evenly.

A few scenes later, it’s worse, with Ari and Vince now down more than $200k apiece. There was no official Ari Moment this week because he spent most of the episode spittin’ fire at the tables, cursing out dealers and fellow players as he watched his cash get sucked down the drain with each hand. He even took a couple shots at Seth Green, who was in town with his own entourage and, whenever possible, ribbing E about Sloan. The guys assume that Seth’s been with Sloan, which gets E all riled up. Meanwhile, Drama’s getting exactly what he wanted out of his weekend: he’s loose, limber and feeling fine after an afternoon with Ken. He’s also sending poor confused Ken, an ex-NFL receiver, mixed signals, and when Ken winds up naked in Drama’s bed, Drama snaps, leaves the room and heads for the stripper contest. Just in time, as it turns out, because Seth won’t drop the Sloan issue and E snaps too, only when the shit hits the fan, an amped-up Drama is the one who throws the first punch, knocking one of Seth’s boys to the ground while Turtle takes another and Eric drops Seth. That ought to help repair Vinnie’s rep, huh?

Sorry for the fifth-grade plot summary this week, but there’s not much to analyze. It was definitely a fun episode to watch, but not a great one to blog about. The best scene had to be the final hand of blackjack, where Vince split 8s, splits again when he got an 8 on the first draw and, after drawing a 10 and a 9, doubles down on an 11 with his third 8. With $300k on the table, half of which is Ari’s, Vince is staring at an 18, 17 and (gulp) 14, all of which has Ari worked up beyond belief. The guy next to Vince (one of the Bobs from “Office Space”) splits his kings (huh?), which of course knocks Ari completely off his rocker (“Sir, you have to let him play his way,” the dealer says. “Well he’s playing like a fucking idiot,” Ari responds), but, no problem, the dealer still busts. Vince and Ari are back in the black and all is well.

The only lasting effect from this episode is, of course, the brawl with Seth Green’s crew. Will it actually make things worse for Vince, or will it blow over? I say it all blows over and this episode, while fun to watch, will essentially go down as a throwaway. With only three weeks left in the season, though, I wouldn’t expect many more throwaways.

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