Category: Entertainment

The Wednesday Eudemon

Interesting biography of Kris Kristofferson, sprinkled liberally with quotes from an interview. I always look for the Catholic angle or nugget in an article. Barring that, I look for the humorous. If nothing else, I post the bizarre. In this lengthy piece, I found all three:

If becoming a sought-after Nashville songwriter was hard, becoming a movie star proved easy. Kristofferson’s first experience was on Dennis Hopper’s calamitous The Last Movie, in 1971. “We were down in Peru in this old Inca village, and Dennis was as crazy as he ever was. I mean, I see the guy he’s mellowed into now, doing his retirement-fund commercials on TV, and I ove Dennis, but back then he was” – and here his voice assumes an awed tone – “the most self-destructive guy I had ever seen! He got a priest defrocked, because he got him involved in some kind of weird mass for James Dean. He antagonised the military and all the politicians. It was crazy.”


Did the Hells Angels try to kill Mick Jagger? This article says it’s true. Excerpt:

The plot was hatched following the Stones’ tragic Altamont Speedway performance in December 1969. Eighteen-year-old Meredith Hunter was killed during the gig, allegedly by one of the Hells Angels providing security. Jagger resolved, rather sensibly, that the band would never use the Angels’ services again. . . .

“The Hells Angels were so angered by Jagger’s treatment of them that they decided to kill him,” presenter Tom Mangold explained to the Sunday Telegraph.

The gang decided to attack the singer at his holiday home in Long Island, New York, the BBC claims, and to approach by sea.

Unfortunately for them – and fortunately for rock’n’roll, – the weather was having none of it. “The boat was hit

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Saturday Stuff

I watched Longford with Marie and the older kids last night. Highly recommended, but I wouldn’t let anybody under 14 watch it (disturbing theme). It’s about a devout and sincere Catholic’s efforts to get the notorious Myra Hindley paroled. The movie did a good job of presenting the problem–did Myra really repent? was her conversion to Catholicism sincere?–without trying to slant the answer.

As for me, I found Longford’s efforts on Myra’s behalf inappropriate. He had the right mental and spiritual framework: Hate the sin, love the sinner; no one is beyond redemption; judge not. But then he combined it with pride in himself and concluded that Myra’s conversion and repentance were sincere. He seemed to acknowledge that he didn’t really know for sure, but then he actively and publicly lobbied for her parole as if he were sure. In this, he was violating his own principle about judging others: he didn’t want others to judge her as the proper subject of continuing incarceration, but he was pretty comfortable judging her reformed. In this, I think he held his powers of persuasion and perception in terribly high regard, which distorted his approach to the monster Myra.

Much of his efforts to parole her centered around the fact that Britain on average paroled other murderers after only a few years (15 or so, but I can’t remember exactly). That could be, but Britain’s refusal to mete out justice to some murderers doesn’t mean it needs to ignore justice in the case of a serial murderer that molested and killed five youths. Based on the movie, that concept completely escaped Lord Longford. … Read the rest

Tuesday Blurbs

Summer is over. The kids start school today, and things return to normal. Thing is, I kinda like it when things aren’t normal, especially when it means my days aren’t sandwiched between getting the kids to school and getting home in time for children’s extracurricular activities. Oh well. The school year begins!

I’m looking for Catholic beer blogs: Either beer blogs with a Catholic tilt or Catholic blogs with a beer tilt. I’m easy. Please post them below or email me (email link on your left). Thanks.

Noble, but from whence the publicity? A 41-year-old coffee shop owner in Waukesha, Wisconsin, has decided to take vows as a consecrated virgin. Her life will not change all that much, however. She will continue to work at the coffee shop, pray and volunteer at her parish. She will wear a simple gold ring as a symbol of her consecration.

Ten myths about the Romans. If you’re into classical history, it’s a pretty good list. Otherwise, move on to the next blurb.

Making typical American college high jinks look lame: Two South African men have been arrested for going on a drinking spree in a stolen hearse with a body in the back.

Not the biggest crime of the year, but sure to be treated that way by multi-culturalists:

Two men walked into a mosque and urinated on worshippers’ shoes and clothing have been branded “disgusting” by police. . . They had sneaked into the hallway of the city centre mosque during evening prayers and urinated on shoes and other belongings, which worshippers had taken off before the service.


Owen Wilson is doing well as he recovers from an apparent suicide attempt, and is even making colleagues laugh, the director of his latest Read the rest

The Disco Scene?

I couldn’t help it. When I read this passage from The New Book of Lists, I immediately thought of the vertical foreplay in American discos circa 1978:

Hippos have their own form of aromatherapy. They attract mates by marking territory, urinating and defecating at the same time. Then, an enamored hippo will twirl its tail like a propeller to spread this slop in every direction. This attracts lovers . . .”

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More Sopranos Fall-out

Deadline Hollywood Daily. Excerpt:

Apparently, my extreme reaction was typical of many series’ fans: they crashed HBO’s website for a time tonight trying to register their outrage. HBO could suffer a wave of cancellations as a result. (Already, the pay channel’s replacement series like John from Cincinnati are getting panned.) Chase clearly didn’t give a damn about his fans. Instead, he crapped in their faces. This is why America hates Hollywood. Unlike some network series that end abruptly because broadcasters pull the plug without warning, The Sopranos has been slated for years to go off the air tonight. But instead of carefully crafted, this finale looked like it had been concocted in a day or two. (Some of the scenes were cut so abruptly, they caused whiplash.) Let’s not forget that, in later years, Chase had to be dragged kicking and screaming back to the computer to write more episodes against his will even though The Sopranos made him rich beyond what’s reasonable.

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Welborn on Sopranos

Amy understands fiction, and she has done a good job of breaking down last night’s final episode of The Sopranos. She dismisses Kathryn Lopez’s explanation (to wit, “We see everything through Tony’s eyes; he got whacked at the end; that’s why everything went black”). I love that explanation, but it falls short for a variety of reasons. For starters, the entire show isn’t shot from Tony’s perspective; if it were, we’d never see Tony’s face and we wouldn’t see any scenes where he isn’t present (I’m being a little sarcastic and narrowly literal, but it’s simply not true that the whole show is from Tony’s perspective). Another reason: not enough time elapsed between the door jingle and the alleged whack, if the whacker came in through the front door.… Read the rest

Spidered Out

No blogging this morning. I went to see Spider-Man 3 last night.

I’d give it a five.

I’m not bummed I went, but it’s too long (the same thing happened with SM2; there was an urge to scream, “Move it along!”). The plot didn’t hang together (what was that substance that made Pete turn aggressive?). There were too many bad guys (three, when one would be fine) and none of their characters developed.

They also showed way too many previews (eight, I think). What should’ve been a 110-minute theater experience was unnecessarily stretched by movie lulls and trailers into 150 minutes.

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