Well, the year is nearly over . . . but will the Survivors make it into next year?
And if they do, will anyone care?
We left them with Greg suffering from a potentially fatal gunshot wound and Abbey abducted. And a teasing glimpse of a kid called Peter Grant.
The original series had Greg Preston as a dynamic, resourceful man who had vision and control, until forced to abdicate due to illness. This one had him as dynamic and resourceful and always spouting on about his plan, which never materialised. Instead of getting organised and on with it he always prevaricated - and look where it got him.
Abbey, having accepted Naj as a surrogate Peter, looks set to be distracted again when the new Peter makes himself known. Or is it another ringer? Who happens to have the same name.
Tom has fallen out with Sarah, the insipid slut, but has done so little about it that he must be vying to be the new Greg. Assuming the old one doesn't recover. I bet Paterson Joseph is hoping not . . .
Dexter, newly promoted from incompetant thug to Official Government Incompetant Thug, celebrated by pissing Tom off. Tom in turn proved to be a lousy shot (but with a shotgun not intented for distant single targets) but remains close-combat champion of the series.
One is still left with the feeling that the whole sorry ensemble will return unscathed. Unless the viewers have turned out to envy the dead.
QI:IQ:QI:IQ:QI:IQ:QI:IQ:QI:IQ:QI:IQ:QI:IQ:QI:IQ:QI:IQ no comments
Posted at 11:48 PM in Gloomy, Hungarian, QI, Sunday
A festive QI.
I must look up the song Gloomy Sunday - apparently it's the original Hungarian Ghoulish.
I must look up the song Gloomy Sunday - apparently it's the original Hungarian Ghoulish.
There should be a title here . . . how about Wallander? no comments
Posted at 12:04 AM in Branagh, Eddie, Izzard, Kenneth, Kurt, Volvo, Wallander
Wow! What a nasty moment for Wallander - nearly having a head-on collision with that lorry. Thank goodness he was in a Volvo, I thought.
Then I realised: it's set in Sweden - they ALL drive Volvos!
I also couldn't help noticing that Kenneth Branagh/Kurt Wallander looked like a very rough Eddie Izzard - just mentioned in my last post!
TV Blues no comments
Posted at 8:11 PM in Eddie, Geraldine, Izzard, Kay, McQueen, Peter, UK Subs
I thought that there was two parts to the Peter Kay Britain's Got the Pop Factor (et al), but I'd only seen the final.
I was hoping for a repeat of the first part . . . but now it looks like I've already seen the whole thing. I doubt I'll catch the Geraldine McQueen Christmas song afterwards - I'm too easily distracted, and it's rubbish. That's no bad thing: most Christmas songs are, and this one is supposed to be. (I saw the Cheeky Girls Have a Cheeky Christmas video the other night - why did they bother to write a song for it?)
Ah well, there's the Britain's Got an Extra Pop Factor and Then Some program next Friday - and I should be in. And later on Eddie Izzard: Circle, credited with "launching the transvestite commedian's Hollywood career".
Looks like a great TV night.
[ TV Blues is a song on Another kind of Blues, the first album by the UK Subs.]
I was hoping for a repeat of the first part . . . but now it looks like I've already seen the whole thing. I doubt I'll catch the Geraldine McQueen Christmas song afterwards - I'm too easily distracted, and it's rubbish. That's no bad thing: most Christmas songs are, and this one is supposed to be. (I saw the Cheeky Girls Have a Cheeky Christmas video the other night - why did they bother to write a song for it?)
Ah well, there's the Britain's Got an Extra Pop Factor and Then Some program next Friday - and I should be in. And later on Eddie Izzard: Circle, credited with "launching the transvestite commedian's Hollywood career".
Looks like a great TV night.
[ TV Blues is a song on Another kind of Blues, the first album by the UK Subs.]
Survivor of several Ms Adventures no comments
Posted at 12:21 AM in Survivors, The Sarah Jane Adventures
That bloke in the trailer - wasn't he the dad from the first two series of The Sarah Jane Adventures? I wonder if he'll skateboard to freedom?
This series has a very different tone to the original series (I won't use the ToS acronym - I know too many Trekkies), it seems driven by Abby looking for her son. I suppose that gives her the motivation to survive and rebuild society but whatever happened to Maslow's Hierachy of Needs?
Surely food, shelter and security should be the priorities? It's all looking a bit vague at the moment with the homely commune. The first gang of looters will take them to pieces and nick what little they have.
This series has a very different tone to the original series (I won't use the ToS acronym - I know too many Trekkies), it seems driven by Abby looking for her son. I suppose that gives her the motivation to survive and rebuild society but whatever happened to Maslow's Hierachy of Needs?
Surely food, shelter and security should be the priorities? It's all looking a bit vague at the moment with the homely commune. The first gang of looters will take them to pieces and nick what little they have.
I, I DID Survive no comments
Posted at 10:30 PM in Catch 22, Joseph Heller, Something Happened, Survivors
Actually that was better than I expected, if only because something happened in it.
[Aside: Something Happened is a novel by Joseph Heller, author of Catch 22; look it up on Google but expect the likes of Amazon and worse to predominate in the results. Must dig out my copy of Closing Time when I've got some.]
Let's be fair: it is improving . . . but it will have to keep doing so at at least this rate in order to qualify as 'passable'. It'll really have to pull the stops out to do justice to the original in my memory. I still can't bring myself to care about who lives or dies.
Did I ever copy those original series videos to DVD? I have misgivings about going back and watching them - I fear it will seem awfully creaky. It's the old problem that I remember the original version being bleakly brilliant (or brilliantly bleak) . . . but at the time the production values were current, and television technology has improved a lot since then.
Conversely I still have to get over such crass ploys as Abby pointing out that salesmen were "desperate to get into her knickers" in order to establish how sexy she is - before examining the lumps in her armpits. Perhaps it was supposed to be irony.
One has to wonder why all the media were using the "European Flu" label for an illness that causes buboes, an obvious hark back to historical plagues with a non-influenza symptom. It doesn't quite gel as a dig at the paranoia over Asian and Avian flu. [Late entry: swine flu.]
I'm not worried about Avian flu: I'm never going to Avia.
[Aside: Something Happened is a novel by Joseph Heller, author of Catch 22; look it up on Google but expect the likes of Amazon and worse to predominate in the results. Must dig out my copy of Closing Time when I've got some.]
Let's be fair: it is improving . . . but it will have to keep doing so at at least this rate in order to qualify as 'passable'. It'll really have to pull the stops out to do justice to the original in my memory. I still can't bring myself to care about who lives or dies.
Did I ever copy those original series videos to DVD? I have misgivings about going back and watching them - I fear it will seem awfully creaky. It's the old problem that I remember the original version being bleakly brilliant (or brilliantly bleak) . . . but at the time the production values were current, and television technology has improved a lot since then.
Conversely I still have to get over such crass ploys as Abby pointing out that salesmen were "desperate to get into her knickers" in order to establish how sexy she is - before examining the lumps in her armpits. Perhaps it was supposed to be irony.
One has to wonder why all the media were using the "European Flu" label for an illness that causes buboes, an obvious hark back to historical plagues with a non-influenza symptom. It doesn't quite gel as a dig at the paranoia over Asian and Avian flu. [Late entry: swine flu.]
I'm not worried about Avian flu: I'm never going to Avia.
I, I will survive - but will probably wonder why no comments
Posted at 8:47 PM in Dead Set, Survivors
Am just steeling myself to watch the second episode of Survivors.
I think I'd rather dig out the videos of the original series, based on the awesomely tedious pilot.
At least it's moving to a weekly slot, a great advantage over C4's Dead Set nightly ramble.
I think I'd rather dig out the videos of the original series, based on the awesomely tedious pilot.
At least it's moving to a weekly slot, a great advantage over C4's Dead Set nightly ramble.
So here I am once more . . . no comments
Posted at 1:31 PM in emoticon, Marillion
. . . and intending to stop ripping off Marillion lyrics any day now. It shows my age.
Having got this turkey off the ground I'll have to get in training to keep it fit.
Please bear with me while I absorb the conventions of blogging, I only learnt real-English-as-used-by-native-speakers at school and have ignored the various fads of email, text and other transient technologies.
I have no intention whatsoever of littering my paragraphs with emoticons in place of something coherent to say - at least until I design some of my own. Or is there already a 'disgruntled' emoticon? ;)
Having got this turkey off the ground I'll have to get in training to keep it fit.
Please bear with me while I absorb the conventions of blogging, I only learnt real-English-as-used-by-native-speakers at school and have ignored the various fads of email, text and other transient technologies.
I have no intention whatsoever of littering my paragraphs with emoticons in place of something coherent to say - at least until I design some of my own. Or is there already a 'disgruntled' emoticon? ;)
JavaScript for a Jester's Tear no comments
Posted at 9:31 PM in Marillion, opening opus, pastische
So here I am at last -
In the playground of the broken links.
One more experience, one more entry
In a diary self obsessed.
Just another email suicide,
Overdosed on sentiment and pride.
Too late to go to YouTube,
Too late to MySpace the text.
Abandoning the lost topics,
In my postings of yesterday.
In the playground of the broken links.
One more experience, one more entry
In a diary self obsessed.
Just another email suicide,
Overdosed on sentiment and pride.
Too late to go to YouTube,
Too late to MySpace the text.
Abandoning the lost topics,
In my postings of yesterday.
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