“I appreciate Hanukkah because it’s the only Jewish holiday that doesn’t encourage the ruthless consumption of gefilte fishes.”
Tell Your Friend Veronica
21 DecHanukkah starts tonight at sundown, so to get you in the spirit, here’s Adam Sandler’s song. Oh boy! I hope I get a harmonica on this lovely, lovely Hanukkah.
Snowy Day
20 DecThis was the view out my window onto Commonwealth Ave. around 10 p.m. last night …

… and this is what it looks like around 8:30 this morning.

It’s certainly nicer than the view out my old window was. There’s lots of snow, lots of digging and plowing to do. Thankfully, my car’s now parked indoors in a garage so I can relax and make some waffles and wait till it’s all clear and I can go out again. From the looks of it, I could be waiting a while.
Not So Frightful
19 DecWe’re expecting a big snow storm here in Boston today, so in that spirit, I thought I’d repost (nearly two years later) Jamie Cullum’s great performance of “Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!”
Mother Nature, I say bring it on.
Mano a Mano
15 Dec
Much like, say, Gladiator or Rocky, at the core of Frost/Nixon there is a battle. Two men enter a ring, both seeking the respect and admiration of the audience, both trying to make up for past wrongs. On one hand, there is David Frost (Michael Sheen), a celebrity talk show host. On the other hand there is Richard Nixon (Frank Langella), the disgraced former president. The film, an adaptation of the award-winning stage play by its writer, Peter Morgan, documents the legendary TV interview that Frost conducted with Nixon in 1977, and how Frost essentially gave Nixon the “trial” he would never have for Watergate. As directed by Ron Howard, the film is completely engaging. The two leads both give fantastic performances (Langella, in the showier role, especially), but they are only two members of an impressive ensemble that also includes Sam Rockwell, Oliver Platt, and Kevin Bacon.
Howard expands on the play (which I never saw) by adding documentary-style “interviews” with the supporting players. This helps to give the film some context, though it’s not really necessary. The whole thing doesn’t feel stagey, which is great, though I wondered how much more exciting it would have been to see just Sheen and Langella duking it out on stage without the help of a score or any other enhancements. Then again, the big screen helps to showcase what brilliant and subtle performances these are by putting the camera right in the two lead actors’ faces.
I really enjoyed this movie, and thought the early interviews, with Nixon coming off quite humorously as a charmer and totally in control, and Frost totally ill-prepared for how to deal with it, were pretty funny. But I have to say that when we get to the final interview, after Frost has found his cojones, the tone of the verbal sparring shifts so dramatically and almost unbelievably, that it’s a bit off-putting. These interviews are a matter of public record, so it’s hardly a spoiler to reveal that Frost does finally put the screws on Nixon. And yes, it’s thrilling in the film when he does. But till then, Frost has been so out of his element and so unevenly matched that you wish the film had built a little more to that final confrontation so it feels just a little more rewarding. Had that been so, I’d be giving Frost/Nixon a higher grade. Instead, it gets a B+ from me.
Watch Out for that Shoe!
14 DecPresident Bush made a trip to Iraq this weekend, and at a press conference, an Iraqi journalist shoe’d, er, I mean showed him how happy he was to see Bush there.
A Stand Up Idea
14 Dec
Just a quick shout-out and thanks to whoever first thought to hang newspapers above the urinals in men’s bathrooms.
What a brilliant idea this was.
I was reminded of this Saturday night when I went to Border Cafe and had to go.
Men never know where to look when they’re in the restroom, and on this particular occasion, I had the front page of the Boston Globe Sports section to stare at and read.
Newspapers hanging at urinals is nothing new, but they’re always — always— appreciated.
So yeah, thanks.
Don’t Walk … So Slowly
13 Dec
Alright, so I get it: Pedestrians in a crosswalk always have the right of way.
But here’s my question … If the light for cars is green, and you’re crossing the street when, technically, I (or any other driver) have permission to drive without stopping, and it’s not like you started to cross when the light was still red, why can’t you walk just a little bit faster to get to the other side of the road?
I’m not going to hit you (really), but come on.
The light at this time is not in your favor. You’re just being a pain in the arse.
Especially if you’re on your cell phone.
Hurry it up.
She’s Our Only Hope
11 Dec
In the unnecessary remake The Day the Earth Stood Still, a large green orb drops down out of the sky and lands in — where else? — New York City’s Central Park. (Why New York? Well, aside from being a total cliche, why wouldn’t aliens want to visit New York?) Out pops Klaatu, a strange creature who turns out to be an alien messenger in the form of Keanu Reeves. He tells astrobiologist (and of course she’s an astrobiologist) Dr. Helen Benson (Jennifer Connelly) that because the humans have treated the earth so poorly, he is going to destroy them all. How trendy. (In the original 1951 film, Klaatu was there to address nuclear warfare and other Cold War–era concerns.) But this is the Age of Barack Obama, so the good scientist (and really — why are they always scientists?) believes that she can convince Klaatu that the humans can change, and thus, she can prevent Klaatu from accomplishing his mission. Thankfully, you only have to wait an hour and 45 minutes to find out if she succeeds. DTESS feels like it wants to be part horror film, thriller, and action flick, but it never really succeeds as either of those. It’s science fiction, but as mentioned, it’s pointless, ineffective science fiction. Characters — including Kathy Bates’ Secretary of Defense — speak with all the expected gravitas, but none of it seems particularly worth watching. On the plus side, DTESS looks great. But I’m still giving it a C+.
She Ain’t Heavy, She’s Just Oprah
10 Dec
Not that anyone asked her, but Oprah Winfrey has admitted that she now tips the scales at 200 pounds (the story is in the latest issue of O magazine). So as if my week wasn’t already going well, now I can also take pride in the fact that as heavy as I am, I don’t weigh as much as Oprah Winfrey does. Phew!