Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I Like Masterpiece Classic On PBS. It Calms Me.

We've had an unbelievably busy January so far.  I'm not complaining at all; it's been fun. Between the holiday season fallout, our new affiliation with a children's theater company in Lenox (a truly wonderful bunch of people), putting up the one-act play festival at Main Street Stage, swimming lessons with Elliot at the Y, a revitalized and gigging RBIT, and our normal day-to-day charges, we don't have much downtime. Or sleep-time, even.

We're going at least as hard as Obama. By the way: thank Jesus for Obama (or thank Buddha, Vishnu, someone else, or even nobody - all okay).

A nice bonus - between the two of us we made $300 this month for acting.  This actually means between the two of us we probably put in over five million hours of work.

Occasionally Lex and I collapse when we're in the same room together, sometimes on the couch in the living room, and sometimes even within reaching distance of the TV remote. On Sunday evenings we watch Masterpiece Classic on PBS.  It's becoming a habit.  

We happened on Tess of the d'Urbervilles one night. It was mesmerizing, the production itself. Seriously.  Especially the acting;  the approach seemed subtly different than most of what we see on American TV.  Plus, we like the accents.

It's the first time in a while I've seen something on TV with some novelty - true, honest-to-goodness novelty. It's not like the Japanese game show remake where people slam into moving walls and fall into a pool.  There's a place in my viewing schedule for that too, but what I've seen of Masterpiece Classic doesn't seem like the product of a commitee or focus group.  I can't help being drawn to that - decisions based on taste and vision.

The performances seemed less self conscious than what I'm used to seeing. The set and scenery were authentic, unpretentious and at times breathtaking.  The cinematography was brilliant.

Less impressive was Masterpiece Classic's take on Wuthering Heights, in part due to Lex's complaints about how unfaithful they were to the novel, which she was reading during the course of the series (there have been two episodes for each story so far).  It was more than that though - the actors were not as appealing as in Tess.  Plus the production approach, and this disturbed me a bit, was I think too close to what we saw in Tess.  I hope they mix it up a bit for the rest of the season.    

"That's totally not right," says Lex, at a scene that offends her.  There's a hint of satisfaction in her voice - I can see how this could be fun for her.  But it puts us both off this version of Wuthering Heights.  We added the Ralph Feinnes/Juliette Binoche to our Netflix - hopefully that will satisfy us.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Saved by Zero Will Kill You

Here's a pretty funny take on those supremely annoying "Saved by Zero" ads from Toyota.



... and a link to the video of the original song by the Fixx. So, so eighties.

(Meta note: looks like universal music group, who uploaded the Fixx video to You Tube, for some reason has not allowed imbedding. Lame-o.)

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Obama 2008 Presidential Campaign


Obama 2008 Presidential Campaign
Originally uploaded by Barack Obama

I'd like to point out that Obama has a friggin flickr page. How cool is that?

Monday, November 10, 2008

At dinner tonight

Elliot says, "I am a king."

Lex says, "Oh, you're the king. What are you the king of?"

"Ummm," says Elliot looking around the room, " umm, I am the king of ... the sink."

"You'll have to do the dishes then," says Lex.

That day will come, young one.

One of those many things

I've just decided I need to write down some of those crazy things Elliot (my two year old) says before I forget them. Most days I find myself thinking "I'll never forget that!" but the volume of cuteness is so large and the number and variety of funny things is hard for my aging mind to follow. So, here goes:

A month ago: I was reading a new "Thomas and Friends" story to Elliot. This part specifically:
Claaackty claack, claaackty claack. Thomas came to a stop. He felt just awful.
Elliot wasn't familiar with the word "awful" at the time. Although there was a word that he knew that sounded like "awful". He looked up at me and said "waffle?" I then taught him the word and what it meant (I think I said "it means 'very sad'", because it did in this context).

Since then he can't get to that part of the story without laughing - and reciting it (because he knows almost every one of his many books word-for-word) like this: "He felt just waffle". He then dissolves in a fit of giggles and then laughter, and so do I.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

looking sweet


looking sweet
Originally uploaded by mtrainor.

I love this pic.

I've been playing with a pretty neat flash photo album that integrates with Flickr - check it out here.

Thursday, October 12, 2006