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It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia: Season Six Preview

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The gang from Paddy’s Pub is back for more demented shenanigans when “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” returns to FX tomorrow night. Of course, if you had told me back in 2005 that the comedy series would even make it to a sixth season, I probably wouldn’t have believed you, because while the show has always been funny to a certain degree, it wasn’t until around Season Three (a year after executive producer Danny DeVito joined the cast) that it really began to find its groove. I’ve also always been surprised to learn how many people watch the show considering its un-PC brand of humor, but the numbers don’t lie – “It’s Always Sunny” continues to grow in viewership every year, conceivably because fans are getting their friends hooked in the same way that many found out about the show themselves.

After what was arguably their most successful season to date (thanks to episodes like “The World Series Defense,” “The D.E.N.N.I.S. System” and “The Gang Reignites the Rivalry”), fans will be happy to learn that Season Six is just as perversely funny as before. Though they had to work actress Kaitlin Olson’s real-life pregnancy into the story this year, they’ve done so in a way that doesn’t feel cheap. In the aptly titled season premiere, “Who Got Dee Pregnant?,” we discover that the gang’s lone female member not only has a bun in the oven, but that one of the guys might be the father.

The rest of the episode revolves around Dennis, Mac, Charlie and Frank recalling the night of conception (a booze-filled Halloween party with plenty of twists and alternate versions of the story) in order to figure out which one of them is the father. I won’t ruin it for you here, but I will say that they definitely throw you for a loop after messing with your mind in true “It’s Always Sunny” fashion. Check out the video below for more about the season premiere, and then tune in tomorrow night for the answer.

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It’s plugging and self-aggrandizement time here at Premium Hollywood as I alert friend and foe alike that Cody Jarrett’s electrifying tale of injustice, exploitation, gratuitous sex, violence, and even more gratuitous revenge in seventies Florida, Sugar Boxx, premieres on Showtime tonight/tomorrow.

The film features true legends of exploitation cinema Tura Satana, Kitten Natividad, and director Jack Hill, not to mention the beauteous Genevieve Anderson and The’la “Rain” Brown. To whet your cinematic appetite, below is a NSFW trailer featuring my rather SFW presence right towards to end, because you all want to know what a blogger pretending to be a corrupt seventies corporate/political flunkie looks like when gawking at a stripper.

“Sugar Boxx” will show at the auspicious hour of 3:10 a.m tonight/tomorrow (9/16/10) on both coasts.  If you miss this one — or we’ve gotten the time wrong — check your local listings for later showings.

Sons of Anarchy 3.2 – Oiled

After last week’s drive-by shooting, the last thing the Sons needed at the moment was another distraction, but they can’t very well ignore the attack either. All signs point to the Mayans, but since none of the shooters have any gang affiliations, the Sons decide to drop by the hospital to have a little chat with the lone survivor. (On a side note, it was nice to see that the cops actually threw Jax in lock-up for interfering with the arrest, though he was eventually let go due to the “circumstances.”) The shooter can’t actually say much because his mouth is wired shut, but Jax discovers a tattoo inside his lip that proves he belongs to a Mayan proxy club, leading Clay to believe that the drive-by might have been some sort of initiation.

Worried that Alvarez is planning to bolster his MC before going after the Sons, they track down the proxy club’s president to find out what’s really going on. After getting roughed up by Jax a little (the guy’s been on a mean streak lately, even head-butting the guy’s volatile girlfriend when she attacks him), the Sons bury their new hostage up to his head and then torture him by playing chicken with their bikes. It’s enough to finally make him confess that the Mayans’ are trying to secure safe passage through Charming in order to keep up their end of the deal that they made with Zobelle last season. Though this would normally mean war for the Sons, Clay decides that they’re already busy enough to get involved, hoping that by showing mercy, Alvarez will be forced to rethink his beef with SAMCRO.

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Somehow in the middle of all that, Clay finds time to meet with Jimmy O in order to clear Gemma’s name. Though Jimmy already knows that Cameron has arrived in Belfast, he informs the Sons that he hasn’t left the country, presumably in order to protect the IRA from further conflict. The Sons later find out that isn’t true when they receive photographic evidence of Cameron purchasing train tickets to Vancouver, but all that means is that SAMCRO is headed to Canada on a wild goose chase, because Cameron isn’t there. In fact, he’s not even alive after the IRA council decides that they need to distance themselves from his actions as quickly as possible, which includes erasing any proof that Cameron was ever even there.

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Mad Men 4.8 – Power of the Poontang

Oh, come on: that line was screaming to be the title.

When we first see Don this week, he’s going for a swim…and, by the sound of it, he’s also going to be coughing up a lung in the near future. Surely someone in the firm is going to be developing lung cancer from their constant smoking, but I always thought Don’s liver would fail him first. Maybe I’m wrong…? Time will tell. We also hear him in voiceover as he bears his soul into a journal. I don’t know if he’s been inspired by Roger’s excruciatingly awful ramblings for his memoirs or if the loss of Anna has caused him to realize that someone someday should be able to know the real Don Draper, but whatever the case, these are some seriously deep thoughts that we hear over the course of the episode. Nice use of the Rolling Stones’ “Satisfaction,” by the way, especially having the line about “the same cigarettes as me” roll off Mick’s lips just as Don’s preparing to put a cigarette to his.

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Elsewhere around the office, Mrs. Blankenship has had eye surgery (I’m looking at her in a different light since the revelation that she used to be quite the hellcat back in her day, and I’m wondering if that might’ve been Matthew Weiner’s way of sidestepping critical accusations that she’d been less a character than a punchline), and the office neanderthals are beating the living hell out of the new vending machine. Clearly, it deserved it, what with first not doling out a tasty treat, then for swallowing Joey’s watch when he tried to go after said treat. I laughed out loud when Peggy said, “I feel like Margaret Mead.”

Yes, it’s definitely still a man’s man’s man’s world at Sterling Cooper Draper & Pryce, as evidenced by the treatment Joan has to put up with from the jackasses in the office…emphasis on “asses,” if you were watching closely during the discussion she was having with Peggy. Speaking of which, I thought that was a particularly nasty jab about how she could do with taking a few extra steps, but we soon realize that it isn’t (entirely) the goings-on at the office that have gotten her riled up but, rather, the fact that her husband is preparing to head to basic training. Given Don’s subsequent viewing of Vietnam footage on the telly and Joan pointedly referencing it in her later verbal attack on the guys (“Remember, you’re not dying for me, because I never liked you”), it’s hard to conceive of a scenario where she doesn’t end up as a widow in short order.

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When Don began to space out during his meeting with the team, I thought for one moment that he was looking at Peggy in a different light after last week’s episode…but, no, it was much more likely the effects of the alcohol. That, or the simple fact that his mind just isn’t on his work the way it once was. Either there’s too much going on in his personal life or there’s not enough of what he wants there to be in it, but either way, this is not a happy camper that we see before us. An attempt to drown his sorrows in an evening with Bethany might possibly have worked, but however he might’ve anticipating things going, things changed at the precise moment that Betty and Henry stopped by their table.

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Entourage 7.10 – Lose Yourself

There’s been a lot of talk recently about how much darker this season of “Entourage” has been, and while I’m not against the show flexing its dramatic muscle or exploring heavier material, tonight’s episode felt a little too serious, with almost no comedic moments to balance any of it out. That was clearly the point, however, as the season finale was a wrecking ball of destruction that tore through many of the characters’ like paper-mâché.

We’ve seen Vincent Chase down and out before following the aftermath of “Medellin,” but it was never quite as bad as this. The guy has been acting like a first-class jerk for weeks, and after making a scene at Sasha’s photo shoot that ends in him getting the boot, he comes home to discover that the guys have staged an intervention. Vince continues to deny that he even has a drug problem, but despite dumping that entire quart-sized bag of coke that Lloyd found down the sink as proof, his body language isn’t very convincing. The fact that he even had the nerve to then try and flip it on his friends was downright shameful, adding as he stormed out of the house, “I know you all need me, but I’ll call you if I need any of you.”

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Why anyone continues to be his friend is beyond me, but he finally gets a taste of his own medicine when Eminem kicks the shit out of him after he insults the rapper at his own party. Granted, his bodyguards did most of the work, but ‘ol Marshall Mathers did get the first punch in, and it was a doozy of a right hook. And when the guys rush to the hospital to see how he’s doing, instead of being thankful that his friends haven’t abandoned him yet, he blames his behavior on them. Like I said, what a prick, and I’m glad the police officer found that cocaine he was carrying. Now he can go spend some time in federal pound-me-in-the-ass prison and think about how he managed to fuck up a good thing – and all because of a porn star.

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