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21st Century Entertainment

Posted in Television with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 21, 2008 by gothicusmaximus

Adhered to the wall of the 155th Street subway terminal is a poster advertisement for Showtime, a network home to some of television’s most acclaimed programming, which displays the lead players in several of the channel’s series as they appear in their respective roles. Scrawled by some vandal on the foreheads of each actor or actress was a brief summation of his or her character’s primary occupation: Michael C. Hall as Dexter of the eponymous show was marked with “Serial Killer”,  Billie Piper as Belle of Secret Diary of a Call Girl with “Whore”, Jonathan Rhys Meyers as The Tudors‘ Henry VII with “‘Loved’ his sister”, Mary-Louise Parker as Nancy Botwin of Weeds with “Drug Dealer”, and David Duchovny as the sex-addicted protagonist of Californication with “Who Cares?”. I found the defacer’s implication interesting. 

– Gothicus Maximus

OMG A BATman: Part I

Posted in Films with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 17, 2008 by gothicusmaximus

In approximately twenty hours and thirty minutes, I will bear audience to The Dark Knight, the anticipation of which film I feel, in retrospect, has been my primary occupation for the past two months. Professional reviews of the movie have been overwhelmingly positive, but no critics’ words so excite me as those of the few who found it to be unimpressive. Marc Savlov of the Austin Chronicle asserts that Batman’s latest cinematic adventure is “shrouded in grim portent, overlaid with a filigree of despair, and, for good measure, covered in a patina of dire consequence”, while David Edelstein of New York Magazine proclaims, “The Dark Knight is noisy, jumbled, and sadistic.” David Denby of the New Yorker writes, “The movie is grim and jammed together. The narrative isn’t shaped coherently to bring out contrasts and build toward a satisfying climax. The Dark Knight is constant climax; it’s always in a frenzy, and it goes on forever”, and Marshall Fine of Star Magazine states succinctly, “this movie is too in love with itself to make you love it.” Indeed, each of these criticisms has, on at least one occasion, been leveled against my character and/or sexual performance by a girl I’ve dated, a fact whose evidence provokes me to deduce that The Dark Knight is nothing less than me in motion picture form.   

– Gothicus Maximus