Gary Coleman: R.I.P.
Sniff. Yes, it’s true. The star of The Kid With the Broken Halo is now a real angel in Heaven. The No. 1 pick on VH1’s “100 Greatest Kid Stars” passed away today at the Utah Valley Regional Medical Center in Provo. An intercranial brain hemorrhage is listed as his cause of death. Perhaps he was jealous of all the attention Brett Michaels was getting. Who can say? Coleman is survived by his wife of two years, Shannon Price, and—shockingly enough—his decrepit TV dad Conrad Bain. Coleman was 42. Feel free to leave your condolences on the as-yet-unpurchased website garycoleman.com.
“Lost” Ending: Winner or Loser?
The Interwebz are ablaze today with chatter about last night’s “Lost” series finale. A lot of people are anti, a sizable minority are pro. Me? ... I’ve come to terms with it. I got six—well, five and a half, let’s say—highly enjoyable seasons out of the show, have a ton of indelible TV memories and got to watch the cast ride off into the sunset (kinda literally). None of that is diminished by a finale that failed to provide concrete answers to mysteries I knew wouldn’t be solved anyway. Though “The End” didn’t provide the monumental, soul-cleansing sense of closure I was wishing for, it didn’t diminish or alter anything that came before it. Of all the after-show buzz I’ve waded through, Noel Murray’s exhaustive analysis in The Onion’s AV Club is certainly the most well-thought-out. Give it a read here and see what you think.
Where is “Breaking Bad” in Burque?
WallDruggie on flickr lived in Albuquerque from March 21 through April 14. During that time, she tried to identify and photograph as many of the “Breaking Bad” shooting locations as she could. She analyzed episodes, scoured the DVD commentary and talked to local actors for clues.
Real estate-philes, Albuquerque historians, 505 priders and the show’s fanfolk will dig her 76-photo collection.
(Look for the Alibi in future episodes. We signed a release allowing our paper to appear in the show.)
This Blog Is Cool; or, Since the Internet Is Super-Literal--Read This Because It Talks About Hurley From “Lost”
This morning, I was pleased to stumble across Jorge Garcia’s blog (via Jezebel). Jorge Garcia plays Hugo/Hurley on “Lost,” so if you don’t watch the show, you may not care. Which, I just, I mean ... not watch “Lost”? What the hell?
If you started watching it but fell behind and are waiting until it’s over so you can watch it all on DVD, you’re excused. That’s fine; people have shit to do. If you’ve never, ever seen it, well then, you either have terrible taste or are a hippie so let’s just accept that we’ll never have a real relationship anyway. Not owning a TV is not an excuse. It’s 2010. iTunes that to your computer. No computer? Go to the library with a pair of headphones and have at it. Find a way, lazy ass.
But the group I really have a problem with are those who say, “Yeah, like I totally watched it but then it got really confusing. Like, a lot of people were saying things and sometimes in different places, so, I like was all, ohmygod I’m really confused. What time is “The Hills” on?” (I don’t know what “The Hills” is but Devin has talked about it in a way that indicates that it’s stupid. I wouldn’t know because I spend my time watching awesome things.)
I have no time for this group. You make bad TV and politics happen. Goodbye.
Everyone else, though, should check out this blog. Jorge seems super funny, nice and self-depricating. Here he is talking about the perfect way to eat a cupcake.
And my favorite so far (I just started): Dharma Bears invade his home.
He and a friend also have a new “Lost” podcast called Geronimo Jack’s Beard (hilarious). I haven’t listened to it yet because I’m at work and the computer is so finicky, if I ask it to do two things at once it takes a hit out on a close friend. I lost half my softball team before I figured out the connection.
This Week in Ladies: Tina Fey on SNL
Last night I was at a BBQ at a friend’s house when a new acquaintance said, “God, who watches ‘Saturday Night Live’ anymore?” Answer: people who do not go out on Saturday nights past 10:30 because that’s really late and there’s early morning gardening and muffin-making to do. Answer: me.
Anyway, Tina Fey was the host of SNL this weekend. She is, obviously, super. Her superness has become so well known that if you are a white lady aged 19-50 who wears glasses and has half a brain that you use to talk about dumb shit you hate, someone is gonna call you Tina Fey, even if you’ve had this schtick for years before she was on t.v. but whatever.
Exhibit A: “Brownie Husband.” Reinforcing or making fun of stereotypes about single women in their thirties? My vote? The latter. Also, really hilarious.
Exhibit B: Fey calling Bombshell McGee a slut on Weekend Update. My vote? Not great for feminism. She goes after an admittedly slutty woman but leaves the uber-slut dude Jesse James alone, underscoring the old belief that men are going to cheat only if slutty women make them.
Here’s the discussion thread on Feministe.