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Jersey Shore

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on November 12, 2010 at 10:24 PM Comments comments (2)
by Cody "Code-Slaw" Little

I think it is somewhat fair to say that anyone who watches Jersey Shore and believes that anything represented within the confines of its pseudo-reality is just as insane as the concept of the show itself.



I am not an expert on “Jersey Shore”, and in no way do I claim to be. My minimal experience is being subjected to the absurd notions of “T-Shirt Time” and the room they all fornicate in (known as the “Smash Room”;). I have found that my mouth goes dry with the inane and illogical constructions this show puts forth. 

This series highlights several concepts I find appealing: I don’t actually have to work for my money; I can throw around racial slurs in public and absurd language and will not be held accountable; and I can also have sex with whomever I want, including my friend's girlfriends, most likely in the same room as they may have previously performed these acts.

If I were a self-respecting Italian-American, I would do everything in my power to have these people silenced. However that may come about, it doesn’t matter. You’re resourceful people. 
 
Now as an educated individual, I know these are not facts, nor are they even rubbing elbows with reality. But how many of the poor fuckers that dive head first into this insanity base their lives around Michael “The Situation” Sorrentino and his vapid representation of manhood?

He was the manager of a fitness center, which basically means he stood around, sweat enough to re-wet the immense amounts of moose and/or grease in his hair, and tried not to shit his pants from all of the supplements he was on.

Trying to decide which idiotic quote to use here was harder than deciding if I could read through enough of them to find one that sounded dumber than the last. I will leave you now with one of the most unintelligibly dumb quotes I may have ever read:
“…I wait till the last minute to shave, I wait till the last minute to put the shirt on 'cause you feel fresh. These are rules to live by, shave last minute, haircut the day-of, maybe some tanning and the gym. You gotta do the guido handbook…”

But, as Leonardo DaVinci once said: “Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.” 

Well congratulations, you simple bastards. Possibly the smartest Italian who ever lived just proved that you are some sophisticated Guidos. 

I sometimes wonder if anyone actually likes these types of shows, or if society as a whole is so used to being told what is good or funny that (OH YEAH!) we can no longer decide what is good and what is T-Shirt Time. That’s the situation. 

-Code-Slaw

RIP Gary Coleman

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on May 28, 2010 at 7:59 PM Comments comments (0)
 by Paulie Walnuts

Gary Coleman (February 8, 1968 – May 28, 2010)




I remember when I was a little kid and the catch-phrase, “whatcha talkin’ ‘bout Willis” was all the rage. In all truth, it’s pretty timeless, and probably one of the most quoted phrases in television history. Gary Coleman was about 17 by the time I was old enough to watch “Diff’rent Strokes,” but he still looked like a little kid. When I was a little older, I found out about his condition, and I learned to admire him.

I was outraged when “Webster” came out. I’d already learned how to be a short person from Coleman.

In all seriousness, Coleman lived a tough life, and he died young. He was bogged down by personal and legal issues throughout most of his adulthood. Worse yet, he was burdened by numerous health issues, and lived on dialysis for a long time. He attempted suicide. But through it all, he was recognized as a gifted comedian, and it’s hard to find a photo to suggest otherwise – he always seemed to be smiling in spite of his troubles.

Forty-two is too young to die, no matter who you are (excepting murderers and rapists). Coleman touched lives when he played Arnold Jackson. He was recognized as someone who broke through despite physical adversity – whether that adversity be of his race or his condition. Black and white kids alike admired him. When jokes about his size began to surface, he shrugged them off, and even played along. Perhaps this is the greatest legacy he leaves us – to remind us to laugh at ourselves; to remind us not to take things too seriously; to remind us to smile when all we want to do is cry.

We’ll miss you, “Arnold.”

The Last Episode Of The Simon Cowell Show

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on May 26, 2010 at 9:57 PM Comments comments (2)
by RFP


Like the "Lost" series finale, which left many burning questions unresolved, tonight's American Idol "Farewell to Simon"/ Lee DeWyze shocker had the synapses firing, causing me to pose the following unanswered queries to you, o' faithful MRS reader.

Why does American Idol feel the need to pile every season finale with "legends" in the music business?

It's sad when these acts and their decaying voice boxes are outperformed by the finalists they are paired with.

With the exception of Bret Michaels' corpse outperforming Casey James on "Every Rose Has It's Thorn" and Alanis with Crystal Bowersox, every other established artist seemed pathetic alongside their younger, more talented virtual unknowns.

When did Joe Cocker begin to look like Popeye? Does Joe Cocker even like spinach,  I wonder?



Who thought it would be a great idea to let Paula Abdul wander onstage without feeding her some whiskey first? A sober, coherent Abdul is no Abdul that I want to see.

What's the deal with Janet Jackson sounding exactly like the King of Pop? If I had my contacts out, I would've sworn that Michael was onstage.

Why did Lee sing U2's "Beautiful Day" after he won, instead of some sappy drek about conquering all odds, climbing the tallest mountain, etc.?

My guess is that last year's winner was so GD awful that the producers were like, "sing whatever you want." He should've sang that acoustic cover of Marilyn Manson's "Beautiful People" that's been floating around.

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How awful is it that the highlight of the night (in my mind) was General Larry Platt teaming with surprise guest William Hung for a live performance of the smash hit, "Pants on the Ground"?



Although Alanis/Bowersox was a close second.

Anyway congrats to Lee DeWyze. Poor kid looked like he got kidney-punched when he won. 


Lost Audition Tapes

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on May 23, 2010 at 11:31 AM Comments comments (0)
by Paulie Walnuts

So. It’s Lost week. In preparation for the epic series finale this Sunday. In preparation for what’s 99% sure to be a disappointing end to what is, in my opinion, the best television show ever. RFP got it right when he said the show has “science fiction elements that focus on the characters first rather than the fantastic things around them.” It’s interesting that Lost has no clear-cut protagonist, although the argument can be made that Jack has always been just that. But what I’m getting at is that everyone has a different favorite character. We didn’t just get to learn about one particular character – we were given glimpses into all their lives, and have therefore been allowed to decide for ourselves who we like best.

As the show went on and dug deeper into its strange plot, I began to find myself appreciating the actors. These roles could not have been easy. I knew Michael Emerson as the weird guy in the first Saw movie whom everyone thought was the killer. Now he’s one of my favorite actors. Josh Holloway does a fantastic job as Sawyer. Matthew Fox was born to play Jack. Jorge Garcia, likewise, was meant for the role of Hurley.

Sometimes, to appreciate the end of something, we have to look at its origins. So, as a tribute to Lost, its characters, and its actors, I’ve decided to post a link to a site that has all our favorite Lost actors’ and actresses’ audition tapes. Check out Matthew Fox trying to be Sawyer. Hilarious.

Watch them here.

-Walnuts

Lost University

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on May 20, 2010 at 5:44 PM Comments comments (0)

 

by Paulie Walnuts


As I stated in my Essay on Lost, part of what makes the program so great is its use of the internet as a promotional tool. The writers and developers implemented many little online games that viewers could take part in. These games are most commonly referred to as The Lost Experience.




Perhaps the most entertaining and fun idea for The Lost Experience is “Lost University.” Here, viewers can “enroll” in the fictional online university, and take part in various “classes.” Examples of these classes are: History 101, Ancient Writing on the Wall; Language 101, Foreign Language for Beginners; Philosophy 101, I’m Lost Therefore I Am; Physics 101, Introductory Physics of Time Travel; Science 201, Jungle Survival Basics; and Physics 301 Seminar, New Physics with Jeremy Davies.


“Students” take part in these classes through the use of their Blu-Ray player and Lost: Season 5. This sucks for me because I don’t have a Blu-Ray player. But, if you do, check it out and take part.


If not, you can still check out the site, enroll, and take a placement test.

Personally, I think it would be pretty fun to “graduate” from Lost University (Est. 2004), but I can’t really justify buying a Blu-Ray player and another copy of Lost: Season 5.



-Walnuts

 

My Ridiculous and Completely Wrong Theory On 'Lost'

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on May 19, 2010 at 9:09 PM Comments comments (1)
by RFP

There's two things that everyone knows about Lost.

1. It takes place on an island where crazy shit happens.
2. Everyone that watches the show has a theory on what the island is and what it all means.

For the most part, the true nature of the island and what the show is all about has been revealed.  There's still a few minor questions, but those just might remain unanswered. 

At this point, the majority of Lost fans have seen their theories fall to pieces. 

My own theory was shattered with the very first episode of season 2. After that, I vowed never to construct a theory again and to just let the show take me where it will.

Now, days before the series finale, I shall reveal my highly laughable and mildly retarded theory of Lost.

I started watching Lost a few episodes in during the show's first season. I don't really watch that many television series and a show about castaways on an island that didn't involve Gilligan or Wilson the volleyball wasn't that appealing.

I finally caved in due to a combination of boredom and curiosity. 

I wasn't that interested in the mysteries or the unseen monster in the forest. Instead, I became hooked on the characters. This was a show with science fiction elements that focused on the characters first rather than the fantastic things around them.

ANYWAY, my theory was this:

The island was a movie set. 

WTF, Right?

I have a degree that says I am smart, but sometimes I can be pretty ridiculous.

 But I was convinced that this was the one, true answer to the show.

I thought that the castaways were people that were drugged on the plane and deposited onto the island for a Survivor-type reality show. Kind of like the Truman Show. 

The evidence that supported this theory is, as follows:

30 or more people survived a plane crash. That just doesn't happen. If your plane crashes, you are more than likely dead. Hence the idea that they were thrown onto the beach alongside plane wreckage.

An unseen monster was in the forest. Something to provoke fear in the people and create drama for the reality show viewers.

There were whispers in the jungle. I thought it was camera men communicating with each other on headsets.

John Locke uncovered a sealed hatch. I thought that inside the hatch was master control. The heart of the operation filled with directors and producers and tv monitors. 

Obviously, my theory was shot to shit when the hatch was opened and Desmond was inside. Also, watching the episodes I had missed during rerun season that summer, I realized some of my other ideas didn't hold any weight. 

The idea that the monster didn't exist, for example, was destroyed based on the fact that Locke had actual seen it. 

But, there it is. My theory. Laugh away. At least I tried to create an original idea rather than be a sheep and say, "They're in Hell / Purgotory"


-RFP

An Essay on Lost

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on May 19, 2010 at 3:07 PM Comments comments (0)

by Paulie Walnuts



Lost is one of the most successful and entertaining programs in television history. The writers are brilliant, conjuring a storyline that is uniquely mysterious, yet somehow believable enough to hold the attention of dedicated viewers for six years. Those who have watched from day one have become addicts, perpetually obsessed with the idea of seeing the show through to its end. The program spawned an online phenomenon as well, as viewers began taking part in discussions on message boards and countless websites dedicated to solving the conundrum. Questions such as, “What is the island?” and “What is the black smoke?” have tortured not only dedicated viewers, but those who lost (no pun intended) interest long ago.


Perhaps of more interest to critics, however, is the mystery of what exactly makes this show so popular. This is also a mystery that plagues ABC’s program developers. Lost has inspired numerous rather unsuccessful “spin-offs,” such as Flash Forward, V, and most recently Happy Town. These programs implement the same writing techniques, the most obvious being the shroud of mystery and the suggestion of supernatural influence. The sublime (or what cannot be grasped/comprehended by the human mind) has always been attractive to us. Readers, critics, scholars, and viewers feed off this idea, and professional writers/developers are well aware of it. Therefore, the mark of any successful television series (outside of comedic sitcoms) is its dabbling in the paranormal or, perhaps more accurate, its reliance upon what cannot be easily understood. Examples of this ideal include X-Files, Twin Peaks, and Heroes. The sciences of war, government, and politics are other examples of the sublime. Shows like Alias, 24 and M*A*S*H delve into these subjects, although M*A*S*H served more as a relief from the terrors of war, offering comedy instead of the brutality and turmoil commonly associated with war.


So, then, why is it that Lost has entertained such widespread and long-term success, while other programs continue to fade into obscurity? Why did people lose interest in Daybreak? Why has the Heroes franchise all but fizzled out? Why can’t viewers stay interested in Flash Forward or V, despite their best attempts at liking these programs? They’re all, in some way, re-adaptations of the same plot structure. So what is it, then? The vagueness and rhetoric of these questions suggest complex answers, of course, but one such answer may be found in the show’s function as a whole. M*A*S*H was wildly successful because it arrived on the heels of the Vietnam War, a time of intense political and social turmoil in America. People needed an outlet – a reason to smile. M*A*S*H let them laugh at war. This brilliant move eventually culminated with the series finale, the most watched event in television history (a title that has since been surpassed by the 2010 Super Bowl).


Lost, like M*A*S*H, was born during a time of political and social turmoil. But instead of immersing us in a straightforward story about government and politics, the writers took a different approach. They took into account two facts:  a fictional series about literal politics would be overkill; and technological advances play a vital role in America’s social make-up. So, the writers capitalized on the mystique of the show and started an official discussion board (check out www.thefuselage.com). They also implemented little “Easter Egg” games that could be played online, commonly referred to as “The Lost Experience.” In short, they used the internet to their advantage, and the public bought into it. The television show became more than just a show – it became a sensation that anyone could take part in.


What most people do not realize, however, is that Lost is a political and social allegory in which the writers took a fictional group of people, cast them onto an island away from all government, and let them develop their own society. This, in the face of the political turmoil that so markedly defines the 2000s in America, gave our society something to smile about and dream about. Viewers have had the pleasure of watching the birth and growth of a new society, and in turn have created and flourished within online societies birthed by the show. This is brilliant marketing and a vital reason why Lost has enjoyed such consistent popularity for six seasons.


Another aspect that sets Lost apart from similarly structured television programs is the impeccably complex cast of characters. There is something inherently human about the show that draws viewers in deeper, and this ideal is clearly outlined in this wide array of characters. Viewers have come to know these characters’ pasts through a bevy of flashbacks and flash-forwards. They’ve cheered for them, or hated them, or sympathized with them. Perhaps most importantly, viewers have recognized themselves in these characters, and have therefore played a vital role in helping them come alive on the screen. This is the movement that defines the show itself, and the very thing that will lead to its legend. It will be remembered as the television show that came to life, and gave people in our country something to look forward to when they most needed it.


Lost, in essence, is a show about relationships. It embodies the struggle of relationship maintenance, whether pertaining to a lover, an acquaintance, an enemy, or – perhaps most obviously – one’s father. Lost is about both faith and science. It is about forgiveness and letting go. It is about acceptance and moving on. All of these things are characteristics which are essential to our country’s well-being. Therein may lie the writers’ true intentions. If so, this revelation may be the key to solving the crux that is Lost. Could it also be, then, the key to overcoming this strenuous age we live in? If so, then Lost is the most important television show of all-time, and its series finale (May 23, 9pm EST) deserves more attention than both M*A*S*H and the Super Bowl combined.


Lost: Son of a Bitch

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on May 13, 2010 at 4:56 PM Comments comments (2)

by RFP


Lost is going away. The hit sci-fi, drama, mind-fuck of a guilty pleasure is going out on its own terms on May 23. 


It's a series finale that's bound to disappoint, as most series finales usually disappoint. The only one that I have ever seen that seemed to be perfect was Cheers. But Cheers didn't have numerous stories of redemption, mystical islands, and a smokey, disembodied soul that takes the form of the dead. There's a lot to loose ends to tie a knot in. We'll see how it goes.


In the meantime, we're going to celebrate a show that I, along with millions of others, love. 


Let's talk about Sawyer for a minute.


Portrayed by actor Josh Holloway, there's a few basic characteristics that make up the character of Sawyer.


-He was driven to find the con man who indirectly caused the deaths of his parents.

-He's sarcastic and snarky.

-He used to (still does?) love Kate and hates (so he says) Jack

-He has nicknames for everyone.

-He says "son of a bitch" a lot.


Just as there is nothing like an Al Pacino "fuck", Josh Holloway is the king of "son of a bitch".


Don't believe me? Just watch.


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-RFP





Hollywood Destroys Bugs Bunny

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on April 24, 2010 at 9:13 PM Comments comments (1)

by RFP


According to Yahoo and the Hollywood Reporter, Cartoon Network is bringing back your favorite Loony Tunes characters...but with a crappy twist. I'll quote the article and then let the snark fly.


" "The Looney Tunes Show" takes Bugs and Daffy out of the woods and puts them into the suburbs with "colorful neighbors" including Yosemite Sam, Granny, Tweety and Sylvester. "Looney" will also have classic characters singing original songs in two-minute music videos called "Merrie Melodies" and the Road Runner and Wile E. Coyote in computer-animated shorts. " 


Since every concept ever created in the last 60 years of entertainment has been/or will be rebooted because Hollywood has completely run out of original ideas, it's only natural that they ruin Bugs Bunny and co. as their next brilliant move.

Since I know a group of illiterates in a big room will get paid a truckload of money to completely destroy everything that people love about these characters, I have decided to save the WB some cash and do it for free. Hey, these are hard economic times. Everyone needs to chip in.

Without further ado, here's my pitch for the modern, suburban take on the Loony Tunes.

  • Porky Pig - Coping with a lifelong inferiority complex due to his Tourette's Syndrome, Porky chokes down a handful of pills each day to ward off the mental anguish of never being able to seal the deal with the voluptuous Petunia Pig.

  • Taz - Bounces in and out of jail due to his hair-trigger temper. Taz is forced to endure the dirty looks and constant scowls of intolerant middle Americans who cannot tolerate immigrants who cannot speak English. His impenetrable language leaves him all alone in a foreign land, causing him to lash out violently.

  • Marvin the Martian - Refuses to come out of the closet, despite the fact that he loves to do anal probes.

  • Yosemite Sam - The older folks in the neighborhood call him a southern gentleman. The younger folks realize he's a confederate flag waving bigot.

  • Granny - Aimlessly mills about the house with no friends or family to talk to. Her cat, Sylvester, and bird, Tweety, are constantly bickering back and forth. She thinks it's cute how they argue with each other. This is because she is in the advanced stages of Alzheimer's and is suffering from dementia. Her cat and bird can't really talk.

  • Daffy Duck - Used to waver from batshit crazy into a scheming, egotistical bastard without warning. A stint in rehab for alcoholism and a prescription for Zoloft has evened him out.

  • Bugs Bunny - Sterotypical underachiever. His smartass attitude and a never-ending stream of sarcastic comments gets him into trouble often. Bar fights, unemployment, mounting debt. But his asshole demeanor scores him plenty of chicks and illegitimate children. 
Tune in next week when I re-imagine the Muppet Babies as Vietnam vets. You're welcome, WB. You're welcome.

-RFP


My Brilliant Brain and Its Brilliant Ideas: Real World/Road Rules Death Match

Posted by Miserable Retail Slave on March 31, 2010 at 8:14 PM Comments comments (1)

by RFP


While aimlessly surfing the vacuous airwaves of cable television, a familiar sight caught my interest. 


It was a teaser for tonight's season finale for the 187th season of The Real World, the granddaddy of all these annoying reality shows that have been cluttering up programming for the last decade. 


On this, the season finale, it appears the roommates are foregoing the usual made-up drama ("I have an opinion and you don't share the same opinion. It's the end of the world, let's argue about it!") for the usual make-out drama ("We're all hot. Let's fornicate!).


At this point, The Real World and its spin-off, Road Rules has produced hundreds of artificial celebrities. 


MTV is fond of funding "challenges" where castmates from various seasons are forced to compete for large sums of money, as well as engage in their usual bickering and dickering.


So here's my pitch.


The Real World/Road Rules Challenge: Escape From Murder Island


Look at it as a way to thin the herd of stupidity in America. Take every single nonproductive former castmate of both shows and throw them on one island. All of them. Sweeten the pot by offering a one million dollar cash prize for the survivor.


And there would be only one survivor. The show would draw HUGE ratings so most of these fame sycophants would latch right on to the idea of so many eyes looking at their manufactured faces. 


There would be no more stupid events like who can balance on a log the longest or a chin-up contest while suspended above the water.


I want to see who can swim across a piranha-infested lake with an open wound the quickest.


I want to see which soulless fame puppet can escape from a herd of velociraptors while blindfolded. 


I'm thinking dodgeball games played with grenades and wrestling matches with rhinos.


My ideas are brilliant.


But I'm afraid America is too weak to handle such a program. Maybe if we write a petition, MTV will see the light. 


Until then, we'll just have to endure MTV's endless production line of false pop culture idols.


-RFP





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