Your Friday Video Link for this week comes from the cast of the CBS comedy Ghosts.
Goofing around on the set between scenes is Román Zaragoza (Sasappis) and John Hartman (Nigel) sing "In My Life" by the Beatles.
Trapped in a world he was not designed to cope with, Dave-El (the true Kryptonian name of alleged Earth creature David Long) writes about comics, Doctor Who, Star Trek, politics, the absurdity of the human condition and whatever other nonsense that befuddles his unbalanced mind. This is.... I'M SO GLAD MY SUFFERING AMUSES YOU!
Your Friday Video Link for this week comes from the cast of the CBS comedy Ghosts.
Goofing around on the set between scenes is Román Zaragoza (Sasappis) and John Hartman (Nigel) sing "In My Life" by the Beatles.
So June 3rd was my wife Andrea’s birthday where she hit the ol’ double nickel.
Yep, she’s 55.
As in Sammy Hagar’s “Can’t Drive 55!”
Anyway, June 3rd was on Monday this year and both us took the day off and we celebrated as we always do when it comes to our respective birthdays and our anniversary: we eat at Olive Garden.
I have not been all that happy with previous excursions to Olive Garden. It feels crowded like a cattle car on a third world train.
Now I'm a bit of a curmudgeon and easily annoyed but even Andrea seems to have become aware of the less than inviting environment of her favorite restaurant.
But the experience on June 3rd was different. Our dining experience was almost... civilized.
Andrea and I went to Olive Garden for lunch instead of dinner and it being a week day and not a week end, the restaurant was not over stuffed with people. The songs from Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra were at a pleasant volume.
The key to enjoying Olive Garden is to go on a week day at lunch.
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A few weeks prior, Andrea and I made what may be our last visit to Red Lobster for awhile.
In recent weeks, Red Lobster made news by closing dozens of restaurants and declaring bankruptcy. The blame was placed on customers eating too much limitless shrimp which used to be a special deal but then Red Lobster made it a regular thing.
Offering unending shrimp all the time is a recipe for financial disaster but the woes of Red Lobster were a thing long before that.
A private equity firm bought Red Lobster and scored a crap ton of cash by selling the land out from under all the restaurants. So the equity firm scores a quick billion and the restaurants have to pay rent to on land that used to be owned which just adds more pressure to bottom line.
As for Andrea and I perhaps not going there anymore, here’s that story.
The Red Lobster in Greensboro survived the purge. We’ve been going there for a few years now. When we started they had a combo that we quite liked: an entrée and 2 sides. The sides included baked potato, fries, slaw and salad and other things. Andrea’s favorite combo was popcorn shrimp with baked potato and a salad.
She likes shrimp but not “shrimp” with the tail on it and stuff .
Then a couple of years ago, Red Lobster added an up charge for picking salad as a side.
Then a year ago, they summarily removed the combo entirely. Popcorn shrimp was still available with one side and a full charge for the side salad.
Three weeks ago, Red Lobster dropped the bomb on Andrea: NO popcorn shrimp.
Well, not exactly. They offer it on weekdays but not on weekends. What….?
It was a death of a thousand cuts as Red Lobster kept hacking away at the last vestiges of Andrea’s enjoyment of her Red Lobster dining experience.
Red Lobster's motto seems to be "If it ain't broke, break it."
So last week a jury found Donald Trump guilty on....
How many counts was it?
Guilty of 34 counts relating to paying hush money to the porn storm he had an affair with, falsifying business records in the process of paying said hush money and for the purpose of hiding this information from the electorate prior to the 2016 election.
(Thanks to my son Dean for sharing the graphic for this post.)
But does this really mean anything?
All of us with at least two function brain cells to rub together who have seen past the facade from day one that Donald Trump is nothing more than a lying, cheating, ignorant, conniving asshole, well DUH! Donald Trump is guilty!
For everyone else who is mindlessly devoted to cult of der Furher, a guilty verdict is just another example of his martyrdom.
I really don't see the needle moving.
Come November, Donald Trump could still be elected President even with 34 guilty convictions that Trump needs to answer for from behind bars.
The Judgement of Donald Trump by a jury of his peers is conclusive: guilty on all 34 counts.
The Judgement of the United States is still a whole other matter.
We may not win this one.
This week’s Tuesday TV Touchbase reflects on the series finale of Star Trek Discovery.
The poor little Star Trek series no one asked for and no one wanted. It began as an egregiously misconceived prequel to the original series. It was a dark version of what has otherwise been a positive view of our future among the stars.
It takes a lot of fortitude to get through season 1.
But in it’s defense, Star Trek Discovery got better.
Season 2 with Anson Mount’s Capt. Christopher Pike taking over as interim Captain of the Discovery was a balm not just for the weary viewers who had put up with this show’s missteps but also for the crew of the ship.
The plot device that propels Discovery to the 32nd century for season 3 is a major change to the status quo and finally gives the show a distinctive voice and vision, making it in my mind a worthy part of the Star Trek pantheon.
Star Trek Discovery deserved better than it got, disrespected even in death. After completing season 5, then Paramount+ announced the show should not be renewed. While the cancellation was not overturned, somewhere a saner head prevailed to let the Discovery crew come back to complete some additional scenes to make the season 5 finale "Life, Itself" a series finale.
Let's break this down in 2 parts, first as a season finale and then as a series finale.
"Life, Itself" brings to a action packed finale the quest for the Progenitors' tech. The Progenitors were first introduced in the Star Trek: The Next Generation episode "The Chase" as the ancient race that seeded the galaxy with humanoid life. The power of the Progenitors would have far reaching implications for good in the right hands and it also have extensive potential for death and destruction if it falls in the wrong hands.
Such as the militant Breen.
After enduring trials and solving complex riddles as part of the quest, the Progenitors' tech accepts Capt. Michael Burnham as the right hands. Burnham can keep the tech away from the Breen but is she or anyone in the galaxy really ready to be the right hands to possess this technology?
Burnham let's it go. The Progenitors' tech slides past the event horizon of 2 black holes to disappear forever.
This may seem to be a bit anticlimactic but it is in keeping with the spirit of Star Trek. Frequently in Star Trek, wisdom takes precedence over power. Efforts to solve problems with MORE power often fail while approaches that involve intelligence, compassion and wisdom work.
As the episode winds down, Saru and T’Rina get married. Saru gets a bad ass moment in "Life, Itself" where he makes a Breen dreadnought turn around with only the force and convioction of his words. "Action Saru" strikes again!
Saru, I'm going to miss you most of all, scarecrow.
We find out that Dr. Korvich is actually the time travelling Agent Daniels from Star Trek Enterprise. Well... that's somethng we know now. Do we really care? Eh.....
But even in the 32nd century, 800 years from the time of the original series, it's a reminder that Star Trek Discovery is still part of this sprawling thing we know and love as Star Trek.
Burnham and Book officially become a couple again. Yay!
So that is that for the season finale.
But we are not done yet.
We have a series finale to contend with.
Thirty years in the future...
We find Burnham and Book older now, living lives of quiet domestic tranquility. Their son, now a Starfleet Captain, has arrived to collect Admiral Burnham for one more mission: to send Discovery and it's AI Zora off into deep space and await the arrival of something or someone called Craft.
Which is an effort to make the Short Trek “Calypso” fit in continuity. That episode was released between seasons 1 and 2 when Star Trek Discovery was still a prequel set in the 23rd century.
Sitting in the captain's chair one last time, Burnham reflects on her crew (giving us cameos of Reno, Bryce, Owosekun, and Detmer).
And one last command from Burham: "Let's fly!"
And thus ends the saga of Star Trek Discovery.
This was not an easy series to love at first. It was only when the show jumped the 32nd century that it became it's own thing and not bound to the limitations of being a prequel.
In many ways, Star Trek Discovery encompassed the ideals of the original Star Trek better than a lot of other Trek projects, the pursuit of knowledge and understanding.
The trolls unfortunately were out in force for Star Trek Discovery, deriding the show as "woke" and never accepting a black woman as Captain. These trolls do not truly understand the vision and the ideals of Star Trek and to hell with them.
The epilogue does give Star Trek Discovery a relatively good sense of closure, poignancy of over things lost coupled with hope for a future with more things to come.
Next week, Pat Sajak says goodbye to Wheel of Fortune.
Until next time, remember to be good to one another and try to keep it down in there, would ya? I'm trying to watch TV over here.
Let's start this week's edition of Doctor Who is NEW! at the end.
It's Friday night and Andrea and I are sitting on our sofa as the closing credits of this new episode of Doctor Who play us off for another week.
Flummoxed, I ask, "What the hell was that?"
Andrea observes, "I'm sad.... AND angry!"
How did a new episode of Doctor Who leave us in such a state?
I'll explain more after the break.
Caution: Spoilers!!
Dot and Bubble
by Russell T Davies
OK, two weeks in a row and we're getting very little Doctor in our Doctor Who. We get a bit more of Ncuti Gatwa than we did in last week's "73 Yards" but mostly it's Ncuti Gatwa and Millie Gibson interacting via social media on electronic screens save for one in person scene at the end.
Most of this episode takes place from the perspective of Lindy Pepper-Bean (Callie Cooke), a perky, incessantly happy young woman with her floating AI "Dot" and a virtual reality “Bubble” around her head. She lives in a community called "Finetime" where it's not all fun and games. Lindy has a data entry job that she has to work at a whole TWO HOURS A DAY while her Dot recharges then the rest of the day is for having, well, a fine time.
Listening to Lindy and the others in her interactive chat bitching about having to work two hours of day makes me want to reach through the screen and slap them.
But this isn't what makes Andrea and I angry.
We'll get to that.
Meanwhile trying to get Lindy's attention away from the mundanity of her virtual world are the Doctor and Ruby. People are disappearing from Finetime and stuck outside the protective dome that surrounds the community, the Doctor and Ruby need someone to help them by dropping their Bubble and actually looking around.
Bugged and annoyed by this intrusion on her day, Lindy finally lowers the Bubble and sees what she's been totally oblivious to all day: giant bug creatures eating people.
Gross!!!
As only a virtual presence, the Doctor and Ruby do what they can to guide Lindy to safety.
Except... the giant bug creatures are not trying to eat her.
Why? Why are the giant bug creatures eating some people but not others? The Doctor struggles to determine a pattern.
Meanwhile in the real world, Lindy gets help from online superstar (and Lindy's idol) Ricky September.
Ricky's cute. And smart, witty, charming, compassionate, capable. Hell, I think I'm in love with him. Anyway, Ricky guides Lindy to a room where they are safe from the giant bug creatures while the Doctor has sussed out an escape route to an underground river. There's a locked door between the safe room and the escape river but the Doctor has worked out the code sequence which Ricky is entering to unlock the door.
AND the Doctor has worked why the giant bug creatures are killing some people and not others.
The giant bug creatures are killing the inhabitants of Finetime in alphabetical order.
Which means the killings are part of plan.
A plan developed by the AI Dot.
Forced to listen to the insipid ramblings of self absorbed privileged young people, Dot has learned to hate these people and is killing them.
In alphabetical order.
And it's now working it's way through the letter "P" and one Lindy Pepper-Bean is next.
AND if the Dot can't get the giant bug creatures to a victim, it will do the job itself. It starts zapping lasers at Lindy.
Ricky tells Lindy to take over entering the codes in the door lock while he throws himself into harms way to save Lindy from Dot. Ricky is knocked down just as Lindy unlocks the door but too late to stop Dot from killing her.
Except...
Lindy reveals Ricky September's real last name actually begins with the letter "C" and that means Dot needs to kill Ricky before it can kill Lindy Pepper-Bean.
Lindy runs through the door and slams it shut, leaving Ricky no chance to escape Dot before he is slaughtered.
What the hell? REALLY?
We come to the underground river where Lindy is not the only one who has made it here. Also present is the Doctor and Ruby with the TARDIS.
The escapees plan to get away in a boat down the river to live in the wilds beyond the Finetime dome.
There is no way these pampered young people are going to survive out there. The Doctor offers to take them in the TARDIS to a truly safe place.
They refuse.
Why?
As Lindy puts it, "Because you, sir, are not one of us."
How is the Doctor different from these people? These people who are young. And rich. And white.
Wait! Is that it? Are we dealing with some good old fashioned racism here?!?!
Every single person on screen in the Bubble was white.
The only person that Lindy tried to block was the one black guy who showed up in her feed, the Doctor.
These people don't deserve to be saved!
But the Doctor still pleads with them to let him save them.
They pull away in their boat, lest they become "contaminated" down the river out in to the wild where they will surely die.
Flummoxed, I ask, "What the hell was that?"
Andrea observes, "I'm sad.... AND angry!"
Whoa!
OK, props to Russell T Davies for a tight script.
But not so much loving that this is 2 Doctor Who episodes in a row with the Doctor in a supporting role. I mean, in terms of this being a 61 year old TV show, way to go in finding new ways to tell stories!
But given this is whole launch on the Disney+ platform is being billed as a "Season 1" which means potentially a lot of new eyes checking out Doctor Who for the first time, this seems a questionable time to go all experimental before we really get a handle on who this Doctor really is.
And making the POV character so unlikeable, that was a risk. Callie Cooke has to do a lot of heaving lifting using only her face in most shots and making us care about a character who inherently doesn't care about others. You keep hoping she's learning to get beyond her petty self centered privilege and then....
Dot killed Ricky! YOU BASTARD!!!
Lindy callously sacrifices Ricky to save her own skin and then fucking lies about it?!?!?
And then...
AND THEN...
Racism?!?! Really?!?!?!
Andrea said, "I'm sad.... AND angry!"
Me too! With an emphasis on the angry!!
Russell, you OWE me a good time for next week's Doctor Who.
So today's Cinema Sunday looks back on a classic American screwball comedy from 1953 starring Marilyn Monroe along with Betty Grable and Lauren Bacall.
It's How to Marry a Millionaire.
Three women are on a mission: to land a husband but not just any husband but one who is a millionaire.
It's all there in the title, honey: How To Marry a Millionaire
To facilitate their mission, they secure a high class penthouse address in New York City. They are renting the penthouse from Freddie Denmark who is hiding in Europe from the IRS.
And our three women get to work.
Schatze Page (Lauren Bacall) conveys a polished sophistication, resourceful and smart. Well, mostly. She's not so smart when she fails to recognize a millionaire when he's right in front of her. How dare he not wear a tie and buy his own sandwiches! Really! Poor Tom. Well, not so poor. He may be the wealthiest guy we'll meet in this picture.
Tom is in love with Schatze even as she sets her sights on J.D. Hanley, a delightfully charming (and rich!) widower who never thought he would find love again. And he still may not have since Schatze is finding Tom's charms hard to resist.
Loco Dempsey (Betty Grable) is brash and spunky and pairs herself up with Walter Brewster, a grumpy but rich (very!) businessman who turns out to already be married. She dumps Walter and buddies up with Eben Salem who Loco believes is a wealthy landowner but he's not. He's a state park ranger.
And there's Pola Debevoise (Marilyn Monroe) who is a bit of a ditz and it doesn't help she refused to wear her glasses. She's blind as a bat without them but you know what they say, "Guys don't make passes as girls who wear glasses." Pola has fallen in with an oil tycoon who is... not. He's a con man working an angle and Pola would've gotten sucked into in his nefarious scheme if not for her poor eyesight puts her on a wrong plane where she meets Freddie Denmark.
Freddie's problems with the IRS stem from a crooked accountant and he's trying to gather evidence to prove his innocence. Freddie wears glasses and convinces Pola she should wear hers. She puts on her glasses and two immediately fall in love.
Pola marries Freddie even though he has no money.
Loco marries Eben even though he has no money.
Schatze marries Tom even though she thinks he has no money.
Turns out he's worth about $200 million.
And we reach the end.
So we have a movie where the women have the life goal of getting not just a husband but a millionaire husband. But these women do exercise some agency in their pursuit of that goal. Such as renting the upscale penthouse apartment to bolster their personas as upscale women who would be attractive to millionaire men.
The apartment scam backfires when the plan to land to millionaire husbands takes a bit longer to accomplish than expected.
The rent is due! Schatze pawns Freddie Denmark's piano!
The rent is due again! This time Freddie's sofa set goes to the pawn shop.
As Schatze, Lauren Bacall lends a level of class and depth to the proceedings. This is not Schatze's first go on the matrimonial merry go round but her last turn left her high and dry and poor. Schatze is determined not to let that happen again.
Marilyn Monroe brings both the sex appeal and a gift for adroit comedic timing to her role as Pola. Monroe was frequently underestimated for playing the role of the "ditz" but it takes true talent to make such a character truly likeable and funny.
Of course true love does triumph over blatant scheming for wealth with only Schatze landing a millionaire but she didn't know of his wealth until the very end.
How To Marry A Millionaire is a fun movie which tells us that wealth (like love) is to be found where you least expect it.
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Welcome to another edition of Comic Book Retro 50 where I look back at comics I bought 50 years ago., This month takes us back to July 1976....