Started Messiah series. So far intriguing. Also The Outsider. Jason Bateman. Different. Then. Sunday Marathon.
Mahomes never quits. Spunky finish to send Kansas City Chiefs to the Super Bowl. Over in Santa Clara. Jimmy G didn’t have to work hard. Mostert and blockers dominated to easily take Niners to the NFC win.
Next. Ray Donovan finale. Characters stay true to themselves. Well-written and acted. Sláinte on a gritty season. Then. Capped off the evening fast-forwarding through the SAG Awards. Highlights. Schitts’ Eugene & Dan Levy. Peter Dinklage. Jennifer Anniston. Wow.
Oh. And. NYTimes endorsed Amy & Lizzie. Sorry Joe & Bernie.
Meanwhile. Scanning great photos from St. Vigilio Dolomiti Italia.
mAd Ski Ben.
Ray Donovan is back. Mick takes Bunchy’s place in the slammer. For how long? Cartoon-ish. But. Still fun. Aunt Sandy is worth the watch. Meanwhile. Nancy is baiting Donny to testify before Schiffty’s Committee. Now. That could nix everything. And. What a show.
West Side Rag did a great article illustrating what restaurants & storefronts look like before and after the epidemic scourge of scaffolding. The two examples have been dealing with this blight for over six years. Killing small businesses all over the City. Hoping it will elicit local government action. We need Ray to fix this contractors’ cabal.
NFL Conference Playoffs set. Youth be served. Mahomes at 22 and McVay at 32. Yet. The experience of Belichick and Brady and their arsenal cannot be denied. The Pats look as sharp as they’ve ever been.
Ray Donovan’s season finale took on a grisly Fargo-esque end. Chainsaws and shovels were involved. Bridget earned her place in the family. Vengeances dealt. Rule of play. Never mess with Ray’s kids.
William Barr takes questions in his confirmation hearing to become AG in a most crucial time. He seems a perfect QB for the DOJ of today.
Game of Thrones 4. Valyrian dagger. Needle too. Brienne challenges Arya who emerges as the steel of the North. Sansa is depressed. Littlefinger is impressed. In the South. Cersei is possessive of her Iron Throne. Jon Snow tries to thwart dragon incineration of her Lannister shields. Khaleesi not to be deterred. Who pushed Jaime into the drink? A hunky Tyrell?
Meanwhile. Over at Ray Donovan. It will take mettle to get through this one.
Bill O’Reilly sliming up Surf Lodge in Montauk as former colleague Bolling’s junk surfaces. FoxBot fun. Liev Schreiber ditching his Victorian britches for L.A. Ray. Donovan returns. Yay. Hacked footage. GOT to stay away from HuffPost. Tiger and Putin shirtless spear-fishing.
No. Donald. No. Please keep yours on!
Saw “Ray Donovan” on Broadway in Les Liaisons Dangereuses. Liev Schreiber the unlikely Vicomte de Valmont. Although the play stayed incredibly true-to-Laclos’ 1782 French novel, Liev was a big lug of a roué. Not sure why he chose this particular role.
Read the risqué epistolary work in its original French. Graphic and ribald typical of the day. Très débauché. The play kept to the piece all the way. A good thing? Hmmm. It was 3 heures long.
Yogi Berra. Junipero Serra. Yankees. Mets. Putin. Trump. Mickey. Terry. So. When you come to a fork in the road take it.
Final Papal thought. He met with sex abuse victims. Ray. Bunchy. Unless you speak Spanish, you missed most of what Pope Francis really said. Idioms, off-script quips, dropped by abysmal and sanitized translations. Duplicated voiceovers. His passionate literary Argentine soul was totally lost. Che.
As someone who thinks they watch too much TV. Can’t believe how few shows I’ve seen from Emmy nominees. House of Cards. MadMen. Homeland. Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt. That’s pretty much it. Hope Jon Hamm’s year. Ray Donovan best of the bunch.
Hillary does well when she conversationally talks issues. Not when she laughs. Ben Carson is fine with a Christian theocracy.
Forty Niners’ new thug uniforms. Look more like Raiders. Sun low as a cool wind blows right on cue. Autumn rolls in. Can it be true?
Rory took the reins and galloped to the finish line in the dark at Valhalla to win the PGA. If he could have played through, he would have. Then, after he trampled the field, he thanked them for their sportsmanship. Cunning, tough, smart. Have to admire Mickelson’s class. He could have complained about being rushed. He was. But, note to golfers. Play faster! Works for Rory.
During rain delays at the PGA, read a disturbing psychological novel. Hell hath no fury like a daughter scorned. Hell too cool for Harriet Lane’s horrible Nina in Her. Personification of veiled hatred and evil. If only Joan Crawford were around to play the lead. She is the only one who could. Chilling read.
Great Ray Donovan tonight. Sweet tableau of familial bliss. Ha!
A tiger cub roared at Royal Liverpool. Rory ruled wire-to-wire. Sergio accepted well-earned accolades. Rickie lost the orange pants. Right direction. Solid round. Young guys stepping up and taking the shots. No hinking or dinking. Love it. Old Tiger finished British Open at the bottom of Hoylake.
I am probably the only one watching Ray Donovan last night to have recognized Ann-Margaret. Elvis the King’s former squeeze. Will she hook up with Mick? Gritty great episode.
Happy birthday shouts out tomorrow to a Prince and a Queen.