Showing posts with label Dollhouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dollhouse. Show all posts

Thursday, November 19, 2009

A Gaggle of Geeky Goodness (and Mya)

Sorry I didn't have time to blog the past two days. It's been a bit nutty. But boy do I have a list of geeky goodness for you, with more to come.

And by the way, if certain Twitter people don't like what a star says about a comic book, or thinks that said star is not correct, please take that up with the star. I'm just the messenger...don't shoot me, please.


He laughed! He didn't slap me or use the Vulcan nerve grip! I love him.


She had beds brought into the studio so she doesn't need to leave.


He suggested having Spock play Nirvana on the harp in the sequel.


Dude has CRAZY eyes!



I have to wait until fucking 2012 to see the next STAR TREK? Frak!


He swears that Priest vamps have fangs.


Damn it, I'm just telling you what she said!


I'm the one that suggested Greg Grunberg as a red shirt...so if it happens, you have me to thank. ;)


Friday, October 23, 2009

My Dollhouse Preview, interview with Salma Hayek and Elm Street

It's an odd mix this morning, my geeky buds. This is why freelance makes puppies cry...

First up today, my preview of Friday's Dollhouse.



I got a chance to check out the next two episodes of the Eliza Dushku fashion show. (I'm sorry...see below) I'm sure you've all heard that we'll have to wait until December 4th to see the second one. According to the Futon Critic, Fox has benched the show for sweeps. Baaad sign, Whedonites. Here's my article on why you MUST watch this Friday's episode, "Belonging". M.U.S.T. Dichen Lachman is awesome. If this episode had been the first of the season, the show would be rocking instead of floundering.


The lady who might save Dollhouse!


I've also seen the Dec. 4th episode with geek goddess Summer Glau. She plays a crazy tech chick with a vendetta against Echo. Look, I hope she and Dichen can save the show. And not just because I love me some Joss Whedon. I think the show has great potential. I really do. I just think that it should be more of an ensemble. Eliza has tons of talent, but she really shines in kick-assery and seduction. Keep her there and let the other dollies do more. Audiences can spot a "vehicle" a mile away, and if comments on the net are to be believed, they have.



Next my final post on Cirque du Freak. Check out my video interview with the lovely Salma Hayek. She's magic wrapped in candy, but she was clearly exhausted during the interview. She does get really excited about the upcoming Shreck spin off, Puss in Boots. More excited about an animated cat than a bearded lady. Hmmm...



And sadly, it's my last day on the set of Never Sleep Again: The Elm Street Legacy...Andres Jones today, btw.

Andras Jones-Rick Johnson in A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master


I've had an amazing time, and I'll be updating the photo album as the actors come in today. I promised to give a shout out to super cool Cimematographer Buz Wallick. He tells me he is a creepy guy in a beard. (Absolutely NOT creepy.) Seriously, everyone has been amazing! And producer Thommy Hutson told me he's going to call me in if they get Dokken. \m/ (If you don't know that particular emoticon, you won't get why that makes me so happy.)


Buz "Danger" Wallick, the creepy beard guy!

Side note: I lost my battle with craft services and surrendered to the strawberry doughnut. Hey, if you're going down in flames, make it spectacular!


Friday, October 16, 2009

Flash Forward...didn't I just go through this with Lost?


Is it weird that I can't follow Flash Forward? Maybe it's just that I don't want to bother anymore.

I jumped on the Lost bandwagon like everyone else. I had long, drawn out discussions about Battlestar Galactica. Hell, I just spent last night's dog walk discussing the concept of divinity vs. a being like "Q" from Star Trek: The Next Generation. (Someone's going to shove me in a locker.) I have no problem investing my time and energy in something really engaging.


But after years of trying to figure out why there was a damn polar bear wandering around the island, who's related to/sleeping with/wants to kill who, and why there was a pretty blond robot in the hot guy's head, I'm tired. After working all day, I want to sit down, have a glass of wine, play with the dog and the rabbit and zone out. If I really feel the need to concentrate on something, I'll whip out the laptop and kill demons in Outland. (Yes, I'm talking about World of Warcraft.) I don't want to spend my night checking Wikipedia to make sure I don't miss some miniscule fact that the entire show is going to pivot on 6 weeks from now.


My TV watching buddies.


Complex shows are fun to watch, if they're engaging. Mysteries are great if they're new. But Flash Forward is using exactly the same tactics as Lost, tiny facts that we'd better write down on whatever old receipt we have handy, because if we miss it now, we're going to have to call our TV-obsessed buddy down the street to explain why the little yellow piece of paper on the wall of Agent Mark Beford's flash forward predicted the end of the world or something.

Look, I'm not asking for a sitcom with a laugh track. I loved the maened mystery on True Blood, and trying to figure out if Team Eric is going to get their wish. I'm one of the few people (if ratings are to be believed) who is really interested in how Sierra got involved with the Dollhouse. I'm just saying, give it a rest. Wait a few seasons before you make me watch another show that requires note taking and homework. And for Q's sake ABC, there are more than 10 actors in the world. Stop recycling cast members. It's not helping me keep this all straight.

Check out this diagram from SCI FI Wire, explaining how Flash Forward and Lost are, well, pretty much the same thing.