There’s nothing old on TV anymore. Back in the 80s they often repeated classic TV shows and it would be an event for me to watch them even if everyone else had already seen them. I can’t believe I watched Roots when it was first broadcast in 1977. I would have been too young. But sometime later it ran again on the BBC and I sat through the entire thing. It had a profound impact on me.
I fully intended to start this post with a juicy quote from my diary of Sunday January 15, 1984. It seems I may have attended a party of some description. Unfortunately the entire page has been redacted as it is nothing more than a long list of people who snogged their current girlfriend/boyfriend, people who chucked their current boyfriend/girlfriend and people who want a new boyfriend/girlfriend so they can re-commence with the snogging.
Let us instead consider the new Top 40 for the week, beginning with the new entries. Barely scraping onto the chart at no. 40 was a debut hit by an American singer. The young singer visited England to plug this first single pretty comprehensively. No one looked like her. No one danced like her. She incorporated synchronized dance moves into her performance in a way we hadn’t seen since the heyday of Motown bands from her native Detroit. Continue reading →
Back in 1984 the new top 5 was unveiled to the public at lunchtime on a Tuesday. Then the host of the Radio 1 Breakfast show would run through the new entries and the highest climbers the following morning. 30 years ago today, on Wednesday January 11, 1984, Mike Read took the needle off the highest climber while it was still playing. He declared the song obscene and he vowed never to play it again. Continue reading →
It’s also the 30th anniversary of the first new singles chart of 1984. I have already stated my goal of proving that 1984 was the greatest year in the history of the world for popular music and, if I’m being honest, this first chart isn’t doing me any favours.
Let’s start with the new entries to the top 40. In at 40 is something by Whitesnake that I don’t recognize. New at 39 was Eartha ‘Catwoman’ Kitt’s novelty hit “Where is My Man“. Fresh at 38 was Gloria Gaynor’s cover of “I Am What I Am” from the stage musical version of La Cage Aux Folles. Continue reading →
So, we went to see The Wolf of Wall Street last night. First movie of 2014. I thought the trailer was excellent. Leo looked smashing. Matthew McKnobblyknees sounded great and he seemed proper funny. And that pounding soundtrack (Kanye’s “Black Skinhead,” pop pickers). It was all so promising.
I’ve seen a bunch of Scorsese movies. Goodfellas was one of the great cinema-going experiences of my life. It was so bold, exciting. The Wolf? Not so much. Continue reading →
Fans of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s most famous creation have never had it so good. While I confess to never having read a single story featuring Sherlock Holmes I am currently in thrall to two separate versions of the character and his supporting cast.
The BBC version of Sherlock debuted to enormous acclaim in 2010 as three 90 minutes movies. Set in modern day, Sherlock fully exploits every modern medium of information gathering at his disposal while displaying an extraordinary eye and a superior intellect. Played by an angular alien with the improbable name of Bendymutch Cummerbund, this version of Sherlock can seem cruel. He is motivated by solving puzzles far more than solving crimes. Continue reading →
It’s been a long time, I shouldn’ta left you. Without a dope beat to step to.
January 1st, 2014. Perfectly sandwiched between ‘20 years ago today‘ and Forty Years On, it’s time to celebrate the annus mirabilis that was Nineteen Eighty Four.
My main hypothesis which I intend to establish in a series of blog posts this year states that 1984 was, by any sane metric, the greatest year in popular music in the history of the world. In addition, I will establish that 1984 was also the greatest year of my life, against which all others have been measured and found wanting. It was the year that I peaked academically, socially and sexually. Continue reading →
I’ve watched an awful lot of crap in the last few days. I’ve been trying out new half-hour sitcoms trying to find something fresh.
Here are some of the new shows I have tried.
Running Wilde – It’s got Will Arnett. Will Arnett is very funny. He was very funny in a supporting role in Arrested Development. He was very funny in a supporting role in 30 Rock. Here he plays the lead. Turns out his brand of funny isn’t good for the lead. He’s too kooky. Too nuts. When your part requires you to be the most ridiculous character in any given scene, it’s hard to find the pathos necessary to win the audience over.
HBO may well be the second best TV station in the world. I haven’t watched every show that they’ve produced, but I’ve seen quite a few and I like what I’ve seen. From Sex and the City to Entourage, every episode of The Sopranos through all five seasons of The Wire. I’ve spent enough time watching HBO shows to know that they understand the medium and can deliver quality entertainment.
In almost every instance where I committed to an HBO show, it’s come after the show has already broken out. This time I thought I would try something different. The only things I know about Boardwalk Empire before watching are that it stars Steve Buscemi and it’s directed by Martin Scorsese. That’s a heady combo. Crazy Eyes out of Mr. Deeds and the guy who put Wesley Snipes in a Michael Jackson video. Awesome.