Cleveland: Keeping Christmas at Home
Ramona: The War on Happy Holidays
Self Portrait (~1986), above.
Last weekend, my daughter thrust Somerset Maugham's great novel at me and said, "You should read this, Dad." She does that a lot and I therefore always have a small stack of books to get through, but I did start reading Of Human Bondage, and I love it. But with all the hoopla about the final Potter film being released NOW! it does occur to me that Harry Potter and Philip Carey have more than a little in common. [Read more]
My friends, for 35 years we have searched for Richie Cunningham's older brother, Chuck.
Back around 1992, I bought a pile of cassettes from a cutout rack somewhere. One was The Stone Roses, by a Manchester band of the same name that produced this breakthrough album before becoming entangled in legal problems. Even though the album was released in 1989, SR sounded to me like a jumble of Dave Clark Five, Kinks and Doors with a bit of the wall of sound thing going on.
I Wanna Be Adored
She Bangs the Drums [Read more]
When I saw that Shia LeBeouf told the media that he had "hooked up" with Megan Fox, I was not surprised. After all, I have hooked up with him, as well
Yes, friends, I, noted comma user, William K. Wolfrum, have hooked up with Shia LeBeouf.
The first time was on the set of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. We both figured we'd never work again, so what the hell?
I've always dreamed of someday meeting the Dalai Lama (hasn't everybody?); sitting down with him, picking his brain, asking him the questions of the day: What do you think about war and famine and global warming? If I knew I was actually going to have the chance, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be working up a joke to tell him. But then I'm not Australian anchor Karl Stefanovic, who had been saving his best joke (I'm guessing) for his best interview ever only to find it painfully lost, in translation and everywhere else. Watch this.
I caught one large summer flick this weekend, X-Men: First Class, and one small art-house film, Still Walking.
Hey, you heard it here first at the site that specializes in the hottest entertainment news! It seems The Penis in the Anthony Weiner Penis Pic Controversy has accepted a spot on a new reality show with Donald Trump!
The title of the show will be "Trump & The Junk"and highlight the pair's wacky shenanigans around New York and the world, trying to raise awareness for Donald Trump. [Read more]
I'm a documentary fan, and even with my other-worldly Internet research skills, I often come up dry when searching for a new documentary. Thus, I am creating this post where you, the reader, can tell me, the documentary watcher, what to watch.
I'll give a list and some comments of some docs I've seen:
I read once that the original Phoebe Snow was a media creation. Railroads were trying to show that diesels were much cleaner than coal, so they invented this ephemeral socialite named Phoebe Snow who could travel the rails wearing white, and emerge unsoiled by soot. The name carried to an Erie Lackawanna passenger train, and Phoebe Ann Laub borrowed it for the stage.
The New York Times takes a look at the contract disputes that have been delaying production of Mad Men. (But Deadline Hollywood suggests that the show is now a go, even though the fight with series creator Matt Weiner is not over.)
What's enlightening is the nature of the dispute. The network is ready to make Weiner very, very rich. But they demand that he turn in a slightly shittier product. From the Times:
Elizabeth Taylor was the most beautiful human being on this earth for so many years you had to wonder if her not-of-this-world violet eyes didn't have something to do with it. Because, honestly, who else on this earth ever had violet eyes? But beyond her beauty, she had something else that most incredibly pampered child stars never had: an ability to look outside herself and see the other half of the world. She worked tirelessly to bring attention to HIV/Aids, bringing honest assessments and putting human faces on a scourge that others chose to ignore because it was only a "gay issue" and didn't affect the rest of us. Except it did, and she showed us  [Read more]
After the chitchat about Washington, DC on Articleman's post, I was thinking about the time I rode Beach Drive with a young girl who was visiting MD (I just got in trouble for writing that BTW). About all I remember is that we rode up Linden Lane so I could show her the odd little buildings of the National Park Seminary, like the Pagoda pictured above.
Okay, this was the week of Charlie Sheen. He was all over the place (in more ways than one) and actually set a Guinness World Record by opening a Twitter account and getting a million followers in 25 hours and 17 minutes. (Thereby giving some credence to his semi-delusional "Rock Star of the Planet" claim.)
Jon Cryer isn’t all about winning. Jon Cryer is happy with a draw.
Jon Cryer’s best-known role as an actor was as Ducky. And he’s Ok with that.
If a neighbor asked Jon Cryer to pick up their mail while they were on vacation, Jon Cryer would do it. Maybe he’d miss a day, but he would never let the mail pile up.
Hardly anyone actually hates Jon Cryer. On the flip side, no one’s completely obsessed with him. And Jon Cryer thinks that’s Ok.
Jon Cryer is fun at parties but likes to leave early because he likes to get up fairly early. [Read more]