Ass You Like It
“Shake your wiener!” — Welcome to Myrtle Manor’s Chelsey, above
Winning Me Back: Welcome to Myrtle Manor. OK, I’ll admit that a lot of this stuff is probably staged (how many trailer parks conduct beauty pageants?), but the knuckleheads at Myrtle Manor are an engaging bunch, gosh darn it.
Losing Me: The Walking Dead. Major, longtime characters keep getting killed off by the show’s writers, and I’m just fine with that, which is probably not what AMC’s producers have in mind.
Game of Thrones: Downton Abbey for the dungeons and dragons crowd. It’s soap opera, but so well-produced, well-acted, and visually arresting that it’s easy to get sucked in to its fantasy world.
Orphan Black: I don’t know if it’s a good sign or a bad sign when your opening episode goes out of its way to showcase the heroine’s derriere. OK, I’m lying; it’s definitely a good sign.
Basic-cable channels seem to occupy a nudity no-man’s land. Not bold enough to flash full-frontal and too timid to bare boobs, basic channels opt instead for shapely rear ends. So do we. Keep up the good work, basic cable.
Tatiana Maslany and her two co-stars on the premiere of BBC America’s Orphan Black.
Myrtle Manor’s Chelsey doing what people usually do at trailer parks: strutting her stuff in a beauty pageant.
Game of Thrones’s Emilia Clarke demonstrates why teenage boys want their parents to get HBO.
An extra on the set of AMC’s The Walking Dead.
From New York magazine:
No, no, no. Bad idea. You’ll ruin the show for teenage boys and for … other people. You want male nudity, go watch Spartacus. Below, a gratuitous penis for Matt Zoller Seitz (and, of course, for Myrtle Manor “wiener girl” Chelsey).
Meanwhile, on Survivor, Brenda (below) strives for success.
I haven’t been watching much Rachel Maddow lately. She spends too much time on issues of great importance to a relatively small number of people, including gay rights. But when Maddow turns to matters like government corruption or military misadventures, there’s no one better in cable news. On Tuesday, she and Eliot Spitzer skewered former SEC chief Mary Schapiro, and it was terrific journalism.
Two weeks ago, I introduced a “please let them be struck by lightning” list by spotlighting a pompous, irritating spokeswoman for AARP. Money-grubbing, shameless Fred Thompson, shilling for AAG in the picture above, makes the list this week.
The thumbs are all buried now, and that’s a bummer.
I thought Roger Ebert was a superb writer but a critic with … uh, peculiar taste. But if you love movies, Ebert was a big part of your past, and it’s sad to see him go.
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