Never has 90 looked so good. Grandma B. Curious. Articulate. Cool. Mahvelous. mAdBen thinks so.
Genius journalist Richard Engel reports on the destruction of artifacts in Assyria. Modern iconoclasts’ obliteration of civilization. Bibi invades Congress as his election looms. Netanyahu is not Israel. False premise. Scott Walker likens American union workers to ISIS. Frank Underwood would be a better choice. Streaming!
As our false idols defile the culture on every cover. Kardashians. Meanwhile, American Idol does have lots of talent this season. Bon weekend.
Red Carpet. Publicists dressed like handlers at the Westminster Dog Show. Leading their pets around the ring. Not as many actors navigated the gauntlet. ABC didn’t ask who-are-you-wearing questions. E! gets sillier every year. Hope they’ll disappear. Neil Patrick Harris. Runner-up. Not as great as expected. Lady Gaga stole the night. Hollywood’s narcissism reigned in the end with Birdman.
Switched to Downton. Perfect time to fast-forward back at the Academy Bores.
Build a fire and forget the cold and snow. Make a winter version of the classic Veal Oscar with asparagus and crab or lobster meat. Sip Sancerre with it and enjoy the red carpet and the show. Hope a new trend continues where actors refuse to answer questions about bling and couture rather than their craft and accomplishments. Has anyone seen the nominated films? Heard one good review of Boyhood and Patricia Arquette. All unappealing, depressing themes. For me. So. No. Haven’t watched a one. Except still waiting for Gone Girl to rent.
House of Cards starts next Friday. That’s something to celebrate. Bon weekend.
Indoors. All the time. 20 below. So. More television and books. SNL 40 Anniversary show. Fallon, Timberlake, Wayne’s World live performances held up. Celeb audience turned cue card readers boring. Old clips funniest and still relevant. Miley has talent. Pauls should rest on their laurels. Like those delusional kids on American Idol, it’s not loving to let them sing anymore.
Desperation brought me to an Oprah Book. Ruby, by Cynthia Bond. Her prose is beautiful and takes us into Ruby’s world. But, hard to love the grisly depraved tale of a poor little girl in the American Deep South in the 50’s and 60’s. She endures horrors heaped upon horrors. Tough to handle, even if many children probably experience this brutal brand of daily terror. Worse that such demented violence came mostly from her own people. Churchgoing elder, Celia, was the most selfish and evil, the all too often woman who blames other women victims for their own abuse, holding deadly secrets as collateral. A slice of life that most of us will never understand. Worth the read if you can get through it.