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Alas Poor Nicky | May 21, 2005 15:51

Bit of a shock exit by Nicky Watson and her partner, er, whatsisname, from Dancing with the Stars the other week. But were we really surprised to see Ewen Gilmour and his partner, er, whatsername, booted off? He looked like he wasn't quite trying hard enough, although he did have the best jokes. Rumour has it that Nicky was distraught with disappointment, although probably not as distraught as the producers at the loss of all those women's mags covers on which she will now not appear. Damn that voting public.

My guess for next exit would have to be Nicky's compatriot in fake body parts, Georgina Beyer, who is good at miming and drag, but moves like a rugby player, which strangely, Norm Hewitt doesn't. (You'd think I'd been watching the bloody thing wouldn't you?) DWtS is weirdly compelling, in the same way that Eating Media Lunch's compilation of biff was compelling. Is it wrong of me to admit that there's a sad little place deep down inside that is watching to see if anyone falls on their arse?

For anyone worried about Sunday Theatre, I'm told it's coming back after Dancing with the Stars, but in the meantime there's Prime's drama slot on Sunday night, which is sporadically excellent: The Long Firm was brilliant, although I bloody missed the last one (my tape got stopped by someone in the household who shall remain nameless) and coming up is a Ray Winstone drama called Lenny Blue. Jolisa mentions Miss Marple in her post, of which there was one recently.

So I, er, just found out that season five of Angel is rentable on DVD. Duh. Although – yay, no more taping it every Tuesday. I thought the season was a little bit ropey to start with, but I'm tellin' ya, it's getting really good, what with Spike having horror movie moments and Lorne having an Incredible Hulk problem. The episode "Harm's Way" is, like, totally excellent, with Harmony facing off against another female vamp in the lunchroom with … chopsticks. Heh. Oh, oh, in other news from the Whedonverse, my sources tell me that Serenity will play here in November on the big screen. Joy. (Speaking of sauces, what's happened to Rocket Fuel? Best sauce ever with snarlers. Can't see it in the supermarket anywhere.) Also, reader Craig asks if there is a New Zealand branch of the Browncoats. I can put both of you guys in touch if you want.

Check out the video for The Checks' "What You Heard" on the NME site. They're destined for superstardom, according to the site, although they had to cancel a gig on the NME new music tour because singer Ed got a throat infection.

Deadwood's Sol Star is in a band. Best brilliantly black moment of the week: Swearengen spitting, "Welcome to fuckin' Deadwood!" at little William just as he's about to stick a knife in his new daddy's gut out in the mud and filth of the street. Those Shakespearean soliloquies are fantastic – I like EB Farnum's the best – and all that scrubbing at bloodstains on the floor like testosterone-fuelled Lady Macbeths.

If you'd like to know how to burgle a house, I'd heartily recommend To Catch a Thief on TV2 which features two former burglars showing naïve homeowners just how easy their stuff is to pinch. This instructional programme is tempered by particularly stilted conversations between the reformed pair about how their lives have been turned around, how much happier they are now, yada yada, yada, but mostly is a fantastic primer for trainee burglars. Hell, even I know how it's done now and I'm seriously wondering how the Listener's word rate compares to flogging off my neighbour's DVD player and digital camera. Okay, so yeah, it did make me think about security around the house, but really …

Letterman list:
Monday 23: Ellen DeGeneres, Hot Hot Heat
Tuesday 24: David Arquette, Gordon Ramsey
Wednesday 25: Paul Newman and the guys from Mythbusters
Thursday 26: Adam Sandler, The Wallflowers
Friday 27: Alexis Bledel (Gilmore Girls), Ryan Adams
Monday 30: Robin Williams, Martha Wainwright

Looking forward to the Great Blend tonight, peeps. Less looking forward to Star Wars: Return of the Revenge of the Clone Army Sith Lords and Their Evil Empire tomorrow, but the two younger members of the household are insisting.

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Aimin' to misbehave | May 01, 2005 13:23

Yes, yes, I was so right about Hugo on Shortland Street. Ahh, the fan leans back with feet up and sighs, content in the knowledge that all that couch time wasn't for nothing. Oh, alright, so the video camera was a dead giveaway, as was the fact that he was the only one who knew Robyn was lying about her home invasion, but I'm allowed a little self-congratulation aren't I?

Loving the Shortie, although Campbell Live can be distracting. Friday saw both Campbell and Paul Holmes go big on Civil Unions and good on Holmesy for including those lovely chaps in his "Our people tonight" sign-off. I'd hate to see the negative texts the show got – I'm sure there must have been some – but the ones on screen were lovely too. I always cry at Civil Unions.

The Serenity movie trailer is out, but comes with a tinge of sadness – how likely are we to even see the movie down here in September? And how likely are we to enjoy the full, sexy, Mal misbehavin', Reavers-at-dawn big-screen experience? Sigh. However, the trailer is very fun, with – as we've come to expect and love – fantastic lines. And, once again, Joss Whedon creates another girl superhero. The guy can't help himself.

Ga-ga Browncoats, as the most rabid of the fans are called in the US, have sold out 10 preview screenings of the movie in less than a day. Apparently, some theatre managers were even threatened, earning unruly Browncoats a telling-off from Joss himself, who sometimes posts on fireflyfans.net. The screening is May 5 in the US, so no doubt there'll be write-ups squirting all over the Internet on May 6.

Graeme writes to say that, yes, episodes of Firefly were shown out of order – and that the DVDs have been available here for about a week.

Serenity is so going to kick Star Wars ass, in terms of satisfying storylines anyway, but what with George Lucas appearing on The O.C. and all, it's a slam dunk for the SW publicity machine. That story outlines George's plans for a live-action TV series, which is fine, but George, we're begging you, please get someone in who knows how to write dialogue. [Oh God, this makes me a total geek, doesn't it?] Hey, here's the review of the first Star Wars movie from the New York Times.

Have the makers of this show on Channel 4 in the UK been watching Eating Media Lunch?

Does anyone else think that Carnivàle is taking the piss a little bit? All that supernatural nonsense. It's thoroughly watchable, but I wouldn't be taking any of it seriously. I do think that liberal Hollywood is having a debate with conservative America at the moment and that's where the preacher-man (Clancy Brown) and the mystical boy (Nick Stahl), whose futures are linked, come in. Torture seems to be a theme too (not in Carnivàle) – there's been torture scenes in Lost and Battlestar Galactica and apparently one comes up in Angel.

I actually got a Letterman list recently:

Monday 2nd: Paris Hilton
Tuesday 3rd: Teri Hatcher
Wednesday 4th: Martin Short and Elisha Cuthbert
Thursday 5th: Jennifer Lopez and Snoop Dogg
Friday 6th: Orlando Bloom
Monday 9th: Luke Wilson
Tuesday 10th: Christina Applegate

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