Tag: Television

Fear the Walking MacBook

I haven’t watched last night’s Fear the Walking Dead episode. Let me rephrase, I haven’t bitterly hate watched last night’s Fear the Walking Dead episode. I have to watch it tonight. Why? Because I need it to go away and I don’t want to wait any longer. Let’s get the garbage overwith.

There’s a Bruins game on tonight though. I’d rather watch that. There’s a World Series game too and I’d rather watch that. Strangely, there is also an Apple event. Rumor has it they are going to announce new MacBook Pros with M3 chips. I would rather watch that too.

Nope. At some point tonight I am going to ignore all of the good things available and watch the new episode of the worst television show I’ve ever subjected myself to. What the hell is wrong with me?

Brian Blessed

So I am watching Doctor Who. Season 23, Serial two, Episodes five through eight. There’s this guy playing a sort of barbarian king type thing. He’s very loud. He’s very operatic. His acting is WAY over the top.

He seemed familiar. I couldn’t place him. It was driving me a little nuts. Then as I was watching episode seven it came to me. He yelled something that brought it all back to me.

Hawk Men! Diiiiiiiiiive!!!!

His name is Brian Blessed and IMDB confirmed for me that he was in a Doctor Who serial in 1986. That’s the guy. I knew it would come to me.

IMDB also told me that he was the voice of the Gungan Boss in Star Wars Episode One. Oh… well that’s too bad, I think. He was Epically Epic in Flash Gordon, so he’s got that going for him forever.

Perfect Timing

I’ve talked a lot over the last few months about my epically absurd Doctor Who binge watch. I started watching the current 13 season series back in June or July, and shortly after also started watching the massive 26 season original series as well. I finished the new show pretty quickly, but the old show is so vast that I am still going.

The reason I started on this ridiculousness was my step kids. They had both become fans of the new show over the last year or so and they inspired me to dig into it. Knowing that the show is currently on hiatus until the 60th anniversary in November made me want to see if I could get through all 436142757 episodes (approximately) before the first of the three anniversary episodes aired.

I think I am going to make it. I’m down to the last four episode serial of season 21. Just minutes ago I watched the fifth doctor regenerate into the sixth doctor. I only have numbers six and seven to go before I am through with the original show, and then there is number eight in a one off made of TV movie. After that I will be finished. I am kinda thinking about giving the David Tennant episodes of the new show a second watch, seeing as he is coming back for the anniversary. That could be interesting to see it all in a new light, you know?

As it turns out, earlier today the BBC announced the dates that the three 60th anniversary episodes will air. The first is November 25th. That is a nice coincidence as both of my step kids will be home that night. We have our planned family Thanksgiving (celebrated) that day. The kids will be at their dad’s on the actual Thanksgiving day so we’re doing an alternate date in our house. Looks like we’ll get to see David Tennant’s triumphant return that night as well. Talk about fortuitous timing, eh? You might even say it’s sort of a big ball of wibbly wobbly, timey wimey stuff, right?

One Awful Episode Down, Five Awful Episodes to Go

I did it. I watched the first episode of the final half-season of Fear the Walking Dead. It was just as atrocious as I expected it to be.

Spoilers ahead, sort of… but you’re not watching this dumpster fire of a shit show so you don’t have to worry about spoilers, right?

The worst part about the bad guy reveal is that it erases what was probably the most dramatic, intense, shocking moment of season three, which is not only the best season of Fear the Walking Dead, but might actually be the best season of the entire Walking Dead franchise. It was a holy shit moment for the ages and now it’s just a dumb after thought of stupidity. Gee thanks, Fear. Way to diarrhea all over your best moments.

Dumb

I am about to do something really dumb. Like… I can’t even believe how dumb it is.

I just brought up the AMC app on my AppleTV. I am going to watch last night’s mid-season premier of Fear the Walking Dead.

This once great show has deteriorated into the worst show I’ve ever subjected myself to. It is as awful as awful can get. Unfortunately for me when it comes to television I am kind of a completest. I started watching The Walking Dead ages ago and have since seen every episode of every series. I can’t really stop now just because one spin off has puked all over itself and now sucks more than any television show has ever sucked before.

I started the episode. I am not even through the cold open yet and already I have thrown up in my mouth in disgust at the horrible writing three times.

Why do I keep torturing myself with shitty TV? Why?

Fall of the House of Usher: Possible Spoilers, Maybe?

I just finished watching the new Mike Flanagan series on Netflix. The Fall of the House of Usher. Eight episodes, kinda based on Edgar Allen Poe stories and poems. I don’t think I am spoiling anything, but I can’t tell for sure. If you’re planning on watching it and you’re sensitive to spoilers then maybe now’s the time to stop reading this post.

Okay?

Can I go on?

Okay.

I have seen all of Flanagan’s Netflix shows. I haven’t seen anything else he did. House of Usher is better than Bly Manor. Probably better than Midnight Mass. Definitely better than Midnight Club, though that’s not a knock on Midnight Club, I enjoyed it very much. It’s not as good as Haunting of Hill House, but that’s because nothing is as good as Hill House. That show was amazing.

Like most of his shows, I watched up to the last episode thinking that I was enjoying the series and yadda yadda blah. Then you get to the finale and oh my god the horror genre show turns into this massively emotional roller coaster that you did not see coming, even though after five series we probably should see it coming.

My spoilerish comment here is that I teared up over Lenore. Nevermore.

The Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon – Spoiler Free Review

The first season of Daryl Dixon just wrapped up. My spoiler free review is this:

On the whole, I enjoyed the entire season, though there’s a lot of French dialog so you can’t get distracted by your phone or you’ll miss all of the subtitles and you’ll have to rewind to find out what you missed while clearing off the notifications on your wordpress.com blog, or your instagram, or whatever.

Apart from that, I will say that the entire six episode series is worth it just for the tag scene at the end of the last episode. I won’t give you more than that, but the bad assery that you’ve come to love through 11 seasons of The Walking Dead is alive and well.

Enjoy, zombie fans.

IKEA Explosion

I had one job today. Put together the day bed we got from IKEA.

It came to us in four boxes. None of them seemed terribly large but once I had all of the boxes open and the pieces separated it sure felt like a lot. The instruction book was only 2436612457 pages long. I think I am a little more than half way through it all but I am toast and will finish it after I sleep a lot and recover.

My stomach has been okay today outside of another one of those 3+ hour stomach aches. I finished lunch at 2:30 and at about 5:30 my stomach was hurting. Jen made a wonderful chicken and quinoa dish for dinner and it solved my problem. I have a long way to go to hit my 80 grams of protein goal though so I think I am going to go have a protein bar or something.

The season finale of Walking Dead: Daryl Dixon is on tonight. I need to brush up on my French. Wish me luck.

How Are We Doing?

Hey folks. How is it going? Are we all doing all right tonight? It’s Friday the 13th, has the universe thrown you any curve balls?

Today has gone okay for me. I found out my nephew has Covid. Sigh in frustration. I hope he’s okay, and I hope he kicks it way faster than I did. I don’t want him to be sick for three weeks the way I was. I have a whole new perspective on this particular plague and somehow it makes everything worse.

I had another one of those empty stomach things that I wrote about last night. Usually it hits about three hours after eating. Today it hit two hours after I finished lunch. I had a snack and thought I would be okay until dinner, but an hour later it came back. Weird. That’s the first time this issue was not predictable. I didn’t eat dinner until 7:00, which was about an hour after the stomach ache came back. We’re going to have to keep an eye on this tonight. I don’t want any weirdness. Unpredictable weirdness is not as fun as you’d think.

Jen and I just watched this week’s episode of Loki. Season two episode two. At lunch today I was poking around news.google.com and I was almost spoiled about seven times. I am going to have to be more careful on Fridays for the next four weeks.

I just checked the weather for the weekend. It is going to be clear at sunrise tomorrow and clear just after sunrise on Sunday. There must be photos this weekend. It’s a necessity. I have a lot of stuff on my agenda and I’m booked pretty solid. Still, from a mental health standpoint a photowalk somewhere must happen. The mornings are getting cold and there are only so many more opportunities left before the winter ruins everything. I have to take advantage of this. Ocean sunrise and maybe some Merrimack River stuff tomorrow and then either around town on Sunday or maybe finally spend an hour or two walking around the city? Boston at sunrise on a Sunday should be easy to social distance, shouldn’t it?

Like I said, there is a lot on my plate this weekend. I need to make time for some creative stuff. I’m still feeling a little shell shocked from the covid journey so my brain needs to stretch its figurative legs a little.

Here’s hoping we can make something happen this weekend. Assuming Friday the 13th lets us through the day, right?