The 'Supernatural' in 'Lost'

Or the Lost in the Supernatural. Whichever works for you.

One of my favorite writers (or blogger, if you will), Maureen Ryan, has recently written a fun little article focusing on the strange similarities between Lost and Supernatural - two of my all-time favorite shows. This is why I love Ryan. She always tends to enjoy the same shows I do and she always has a great perspective on these shows. You can check out her Lost/Supernatural list here. I've included a couple of my favorite observations below:

Minions of powerful forces and factions battle each other for control of the fate of the people on the island.
Minions of powerful forces and factions battle each other for control of the fate of the entire world on "Supernatural."

Mark Pellegrino plays a powerful "Lost" character named Jacob -- who appears to be inhabiting a human body (and may have upgraded into Sayid's body?).
Mark Pellegrino plays a powerful "Supernatural" character named Lucifer -- who appears to be inhabiting a human body (and wants to upgrade to a Winchester body).

The characters on "Lost" have lots of daddy issues.
The Winchesters have lots and lots of daddy issues.

Also, thanks to the miracle of Twitter, the great and powerful Damon Lindelof tweeted a link recently to a blog entitled The Final Season of Lost as Seen by Someone Who Has Never Seen Lost. Sounds awesome, right? Yeah, D. Lindelof thought so too - and so do I. It's absolutely hilarious and definitely worth the time to check out. You can read the Introduction here and this guy's take on Episode One, Two and Three are linked. Let's just say, he thought Jack's name was actually Jake and that's just the tip of the this-guy-is-totally-confused iceberg. The funny is all in the concept and the fact that he's not far wrong on how confusing and convoluted this show really is, even to fans who have loyally watching it from the beginning. Oh, and it's also in his horribly drawn pictures - pregnant Claire smoking is my favorite.

As for Supernatural, you can check out the news on the renewal of the show for a surprising sixth season here, along with the news of Kripke's step-down and Sera Gamble's possible step-up.

As always, I apologize for the lack of posting, but life (coughWORKcough) often gets in the way. Plus, I'm relatively positive that not a one person is missing my amateur writing and blogging skills.

Hazzah!

The B-S-G in the 2-4

Yeah, I don't watch 24. That's one boat I never really found the interest to jump on. It's not that I don't love Keifer. I, like most of the creatures now inhabiting the known universe, do. I mean, he's one scary-ass vamp (The Lost Boys) that could kick Edward Cullen's sparkling ass anyday. Plus, he's one dead sexy Musketeer, no? Not to mention, his dad (Donald Sutherland) was Buffy's first watcher. No offense meant to the great Rupert Giles, but D. Sutherland was the original Man in Tweed and in my mind will always be the first stuffy Brit to reprimand Buffy for her totally unprecedented slayer-style. Which is unfortunate for him, I suppose.

No, it wasn't Keifer that turned me off of the show, but rather the cop-procedual vibe I originally got from it. I hate cop-proceduals. Like, a lot. So, I avoided jumping on the crazy whirl-a-gig of fun that was supposedly 24.

Cut to last year, around June/July, where I heard rumors of some very exciting casting for the new season of 24. I had just started Season 4 of Battlestar Galactica and I was a full-fledged BSG addict. The confirmed rumor was the casting of BSG alum Katee Sackhoff as Dana Walsh, some CTU goddess of computers and whatnot. I wasn't sure what that meant exactly, but considering I was soon to go through some serious Starbuck withdrawal, it was potentially interesting news. I soon come to find even more actors popping up in connection to 24. Freddie Prinze Jr., who was never a real talent in my opinion, but who married my girl, SMG, and who I still enjoyed watching on screen, was going to play Dana Walsh's fiance. "Ooooooo", went my mental commentary. And just to add another deliciously tempting layer of icing on the yet un-sampled 24 cake, Callum Keith Rennie, who played my very favorite (and yes, very sexy) cylon, Leoben, would be playing yet another evil-doer for the famous Jack Bauer to eventually beat to a bloody pulp (we hope).

My once-in-a-lifetime experience with the cast of 24, including the new additions, at San Diego Comic-Con last year, was the ridiculously large rocket that finally blew up the helicopter. The apparently divine Cake di 24 must be sampled and with the help of my good friend and fellow blogger, Corrie Duckworth, I started watching this past Sunday. I have spent four lovely (and highly stressful) hours with Jack Bauer in the past two days and enjoyed every high-intensity second of them.

The Battlestar Parked at CTU:

Here's the kicker with watching a new show that prominently features actors from one of your all-time favorite television shows; you squeal A LOT when they come on screen. For Katee, there was less squealing and more mental annoyance that went something like this...

SPOILER ALERT

"Who's this creepster guy calling you, Mrs. Soon-To-Be-Freddie's-Second-Coolest-Wife?"

"Ohhh...dang, he is going to cause you some tru-ble!"

"Ok, seriously...why are you taking this shit, STARBUCK? KICK HIS ASS! Where's your gun, anyway?"

"Ok, all this whining and begging is beneath you. Get your raptor and run that frakker OVER! He's making a mess in your nice apartment, for Adama's sake!"

Yeah, you see the problem. Watching Katee Sackhoff in a less than badass role was a little off-putting, but I'm sure I'll get used to it. The pretty hair and make-up? Not sure I'll ever get used to that.

As for Mr. Leoben, I feel bad for Corrie and her husband, Ryan. I spent the last couple minutes of the episode last night squealing "LEOBEN!!" every time Callum Keith Rennie's photo popped on the screen. We haven't even met his character yet and I'm already getting way to excited for the good of my fellow 24-watchers. Good thing I JUST got them into Battlestar, so they at least known where my hardcore addiction flows from. And yes, they LOVE it. Point one for the crazy sci-fi nerd.

So, what about you TV-watchers? Did you check out the four new hours of Jack Bauer goodness? What about our famous Battlestar alums? Good to see them shining onscreen again?

First Look at Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Don't have the money for Bluray? Still playing it old school with a DVD player anyway? Then fear not! Check out the Dailymotion.com exclusive (and my Examiner exclusive) on the first look at Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

Yes, you can thank me later. Or now. Whichever.

New Moon Midnight Madness

If you hit the comfort of your bed between 3am and 4am this morning, you might have just been someone out past closing time at your local Cheers bar or perhaps you were just someone who got lost in the excellent choices of Thursday night television over at a friends place - but most likely you were actually a die-hard Twi-hard, just getting out of one of the multiple midnight showings of New Moon. If you were of the latter, then you should have been pleasantly surprised to find that having to wait all night for the comfort of your bed was, many times over, worth the wait (unlike the last time that you might have put forth the effort to see a midnight showing of another certain vampire themed love story).

Late last night, gaggles of twittering, giggling teenage girls piled into the multiple theaters at the Atlantic Station Regal that would house the premiere of New Moon. They began to fill the seats around nine o'clock, the most hardcore of the fans arriving hours early in order to procure the perfect seating arrangement for the special event. The proceeding hours were spent gossiping about Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart, swooning over thoughts of Taylor Lautner's chiseled abs and debating the pros and cons of Team Edward verses Team Jacob. High school students, grad students and adults who should know better, from all over the Atlanta area, came together to celebrate their love/obsession for everything Twilight - and let's face it, that's pretty much just Edward. Morgan King (18), Brein Millea (19), and Kiersten Smith (18) were just one of several groups of girls that arrived at the theater early enough to claim some prized front-and-center seats. They confessed to being all Team Edward but differed on their opinions on the much-criticized Twilight. "I loved it because I'm a true fan...A lot of people think that the movie sucked because it didn't do the books justice but I think that if you love the characters, you love the movie anyway", Morgan argued. Brein and Kiersten had slightly different thoughts on the first film. "The acting, we thought the acting was quite comical but we still enjoyed it. We still had fun. It was just more hysterical laughing, most of it". No matter their differing opinions on Twilight, they could all agree upon their excitement about seeing New Moon. "There's a different director right, so I think that it's going to improve and I'm looking forward to that", Brein and Kiersten agree.

A slightly older group of women could be found a couple rows up. Twilight Mom Gina Roche (39) and sisters Tina (24) and Katie Hrinda (24), all Atlanta locals (and incidentally all Team Edward), took time away from their smartly packed Twilight-themed crosswords and word-searches to discuss the merits and downfalls of having read the novels before seeing the films. "I was not a huge fan [of Twilight]. I was slightly disappointed but I loved the books so much, I think that had a large part to do with it", Tina said. However, she is was still very excited about seeing New Moon. "It looks like they did a much better job on it". Katie agrees wholeheartedly with her sister. "I was not a fan of the first movie. It was very disappointing." Katie is taking a unique approach to the viewing of New Moon. "I'm trying not to be too excited so I won't be disappointed if it's not good", she reasons. Gina, mostly likely one of the very few in the crowd who has not read the books, had a very different opinion on the first movie. "Because I did not read the books, my perspective is, I loved it! But if I read the books, I would be interested to see how I felt afterwards".

As for the film itself, shockingly after the quality of the first movie, it was a stirring and quite thrilling ride, even for those who already knew all the twists and turns. Under the gentle and knowledgeable ministrations of director Chris Weitz, the acting was elevated several notches from the previous film's performances, which was extremely helpful in taking down the level of cheese and corniness and allowing for more time to "ooohhh" and "ahhhh" instead of giggling uncontrollably. Most prominent in the improvement area were the three main actors, Kristen Stewart, Robert Pattinson and young Taylor Lautner. Lautner, though young and still in need of some polishing, gave both an uplifting and heartbreaking performance as Jacob Black. Not only did he obviously train physically to keep his role, he also proved to be someone worth watching over the next few years, showing that he has what it takes to become an excellent and versatile actor. Stewart and Pattinson also both showed signs of having got to know their characters on a much deeper level than for Twilight. Stewart's Bella was much warmer and much more accessible in this film and Pattinson proved Edward could be more than what the swooning girls force him to be, which is merely an objectified sexual being. As for the developing relationship between Bella and Jacob, Weitz's tendency towards close-ups and medium close-ups gave the audience an intimate and emotional view of their story - most likely with the effect of giving those of Team Edward a moment of doubt over their chosen alliance.

All in all, the film was far more enjoyable than its predecessor and certainly worth missing bedtime for. Feel differently or want to throw your weight into the yay-New Moon camp? Make your opinions heard below.

Review: 2012

Roger Ebert once wrote, "A lot of people just go to movies that feed into their preexisting and not so noble needs and desires: They just go to action pictures, and things like that." Now, I'm not saying that Ebert is wrong. On the contrary, I completely agree with this statement. But Ebert has always been very close-minded when it comes to movies. He tends to wear his Snob-Goggles while watching films, which leaves very little good opinion for "action pictures", as he says. All great, Oscar-worthy films tell a capturing and emotional story (ie, see A Beautiful Mind, Million Dollar Baby, No Country for Old Men, etc) but that does not necessarily mean that every capturing and emotional story will always be Oscar-worthy. A good story doesn't have to be complex, nor does it have to parallel the current state of our country or be dubbed "a true story". In fact, I am of the opinion that a good story, a good film, is one that instead does the opposite - or at the very least shows us how very much worse (or better, for that matter) our situation could be. 2012 does that, and is therefore, in my humble estimation, a good film.

I have always enjoyed Roland Emmerich's films. Independence Day is a complete, brilliant classic and you should probably back away slowly from anyone that tells you different. He's had some misses; don't even get me started on Godzilla and though I never saw 10,000 B.C., I did not hear great things. But I thoroughly enjoyed The Day After Tomorrow, perhaps even more so than 2012. That could have just been due to the movie's Gyllenhaal-shaped eye-candy, but 2012's yummy Russian pilot certainly held his own in the in that particular department. All in all, I would say that Emmerich's love for world-ending disasters is not a bad or far-too-repetitive thing, as some have claimed, but rather a great thing for those of us movie-goers who enjoy watching a intense three hours of our world going to shit. And it was a fun three hours. In fact, though I was sure I would need at least two bathroom breaks for such a lengthy film, I was far too enthralled with 10,000-feet tall tidal waves and with Yellowstone blowing it's top while the always-appreciated Woody Harrelson provided much-needed comic relief. I did not once get bored and my eyes were unceasingly and willingly glued to the canvas of destruction that was in front of me. They even teared up a couple times, I'm ashamed to admit.

This is not a spectacle film with no real, genuine story attached to it. This is spectacle film that portrays a world-shattering event and with some surprisingly smooth storytelling, follows around a few, very different individuals through that event. It is a very effect method, one that many other films have followed in the past, to show different angles of the same story. See, not all effect-heavy films are without a good story to give them credit. 2012 may not have offered up a great or original story, but it was a good story.

The point, along with the fact that this movie IS worth seeing in theaters, is that you do not have to walk out of every movie a better or different person than when you walked in. You don't have to remember the movie for the rest of your life - or even until the following day. A great movie doesn't have to be Oscar material to fulfill the purpose that movies have have since The Great Train Robbery in 1903; to entertain, to provide escape, to tell a story, to thrill an otherwise thrill-less audience. 2012 serves these purposes - John Cusack is just an added bonus.

Joss Whedon's Letter to the Terminator Owners

I'm not really sure how anyone can not love and adore Joss Whedon, but just in case you are one of those dumbos, just take a little look at this Open Letter to the Terminator Owners that Joss wrote on Whedenesque yesterday. This is honest to goodness genius stuff people, and he just pulls it right out of his genius a**. I could not even DREAM about being as bada** as this man is. I know you hear my praises for Joss a little too often and maybe I should tone it down a notch...but really...why? I'm not the only person with eyes wide open that sees him for what he really is; a god in geek clothing. No joke. I'm pretty sure the Greeks even had a very specific god that was actually Joss Whedon. Not a god that moved mountains or controlled the sea or fell down on unsuspecting, beautiful mortal women as a shower of rain and impregnated them, to the horror and shame of their mortal husbands. No, this was a god that entertained, a god that moved people, not mountains or oceans. Not a god that worshipped wine and scantily-clad women, but a god that worshipped the light and dark of humanity and strangely-clad lesbian women. I'm almost 99% sure that there was a god just like that up on Mount Olympus...they just forgot to add him into our mythology textbooks. Which is a horrible misdeed, if you ask me.

Luckily, the world took pity on those that have come after the times of Greek gods and though beautiful mortal women will only have to explain the normal suspicious pregnancy to their husbands and not the god-like kind, we have been sent the real Joss Whedon; a modern day Geek (not to be confused with Greek) God to brighten up our lives, to move us as easily as Zeus moved mountains and Poseidon moved the sea.

And if that doesn't convince you, he would also give Christan Bale's John Conner a throat lozenge. Because we all know he REALLY needed one.

Check out Joss Whedon's comments about his "letter" here.

10 Reasons Dating a Vampire Sucks

In this day and age where vampires, both the good and the naughty, are all the blood-thirsty rage, little twittering tween girls (and oh, I admit, me too) will gladly give you about a million reason why dating Edward or Stefan or Mr. Bill Compton (or if you're old school like me, Spike or Angel) would be the only thing worth living (or hey, dying!) for, the ever insightful Park Bench throws its weight with the opposing camp with 10 Reasons Dating a Vampire Sucks.

Now, it's not necessarily true that you can only ever find yourself a vamp-boytoy who doesn't merely sparkle like a gay little fairy in the sun or that doesn't happen to have a family ring that acts as the most powerful sunblock in existence - but I'm sure there are vamps out there who DO burn-up like La Push driftwood if caught in the sun. And it's not necessarily true that every eligible vampire has such bad fashion sense as to always tend towards wearing capes... or that every hot, young, single vamp has a garlic allergy... but anything is possible.

I'm just saying... Don't knock it til you've tried it... I mean...ummm...

10 Reasons Dating a Vampire Sucks

10. They can't go outside in the daytime.
Honestly, you might as well be dating a well-dressed rock for all the daytime action you won't be enjoying with this dead weight around your neck. No days out at the art fair or trips to the ballgame. Even if you somehow get him to the beach, he'll just embarrass you with his gamy white skin before bursting into flames and taking his shame with him. And in the time it takes him to immolate, you wouldn't even be able to roast a marshmallow. Vampires even ruin beach s'mores. Jerks.

9. They don't like garlic...and now you can't either.
Remember all those fun times and delicious meals you had at your local Olive Garden? Yeah, I hope you took some pictures because those were the last bread sticks and meatballs you'll ever ingest, thanks to the big pasty loser moping next to you.

8. They're invisible in mirrors.
Vampires can't see their own reflections. That means your bloodlusty beau will be depending on you, missy, to tell him what he looks like EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY. "Do these pants make me look hippy?" "Does this cape make me look fey?" "Is my widow's peak too derivative of Grandpa Munster?" Natter, natter, natter. Trust me, you're going to wish you could stake him twice.

7. They're nocturnal.
You know how sometimes your cat spazzes out and gets all hyper in the middle of the night, running back and forth over your face and yowling until you pet it? Right there? That's your new boyfriend. He just hasn't decided to poop in a box yet.

6. Stranger in a strange land syndrome
Have you ever gone to a foreign country and met one of your countrymen out of the blue and suddenly, you two are best friends because there's no one else like you within a 50 mile radius? Count Lonelypants is going to do that too. He'll want to be friends with every other vampire he runs into. And then he'll drag them back to your place and they'll stay up all night drinking hamsters and talking about is how much Transylvania's changed and how you never want to let him bite you anymore even though you guys used to bite each other like bunnies four or five times a day. Wah, wah, wah!

5. He'll relate to every vampyric pop culture reference ever made.
Want to make a joke about "Twilight?" He'll sulk for days. Casually mention that no vampire will ever be better than Spike? He'll lock himself in his casket for a week. Declare that Coppola's "Dracula" wasn't as bad as you remembered? He'll freeze you out for months. Even worse, he'll get all excited about the vampires he likes -- Count Chocula, Bram Stoker, Ann Coulter. Boring!

4. He'll be skittish around the word "stake."
No more "going Outback tonight" for you guys. The first time he hears "$9.99 for a 6 ounce steak" he's going to run like a pretty little girl, and berate you for your insensitivity. And then you'll laugh and laugh and laugh...

3. He'll be all arrogant and authoritative about vampire lore.
Could Bugs Bunny really turn that vampire into a bat by saying, "Hocus Pocus?" Would the mullets of "The Lost Boys" have been accepted within the stylist wheelhouse? Do fang whiteners really work? And how the hell do you floss overgrown incisors anyway? He'll tell you, and probably in a fancy voice.

2. One word: capes
Some of your more old school and debonair vampires likely will wear capes, better suited to sweeping departures down dark alleys and hiding stolen watches for sale after baseball games. That's all well and good, but here's your problem. Have you ever tried to hang up a cape? It's impossible! There's no shoulders or sleeves; they just slide right off the hanger. So then you just drape them over a chair right? No, because then they get wrinkled. How about hanging them over a balcony? Again with the wrinkles. You could pin them to something, but then there's holes in the fabric. You, quite literally, will spend weeks trying to figure out what to do with this goddamn cape.

1. Everyone hates a biter.
Remember in grade school when there was always some little boy named Timmy or Blake who would run up and just randomly bite people to get attention? Remember how much you hated him and tried to stuff him into the tire swing? Your buddy Count Nipalot is going to want to bite you ALL THE TIME. And sure, the first few times are fun if you're into that, but after a while, you're going to get anemic and then you're going to have to eat more spinach. So think about that: biting and spinach. What kind of life is that?


I really do hate spinach...

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