Showing posts with label COVID-19. Show all posts
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Saturday, March 28, 2020

Doing the Netflix Thing in Quarantine


Ranking my top 5 binge-worthy TV series

“I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book.”
-Groucho Marx

The whole world is watching America, and America is watching TV.”
-Sam Levenson

All work - no way.
During COVID-19, all our gigs have been canceled, my hours at work are reduced, and now under a self-imposed quarantine (because I'm over 65!), what’s a guy to do?

I’ve played my guitar as much as my wife can handle, scrubbed the toilets (honey-do) and even braved the line at Costco to ensure a continued supply of toilet paper, so now what? Well, my hand-washing friends, it’s TV time.

Give me something good… wah, wah.

I’m not a critic. At least when it comes to television programs. I’ll watch anything, if the writing and acting are good, or it’s entertaining and not crap.

Okay, I’m a critic.

Nowadays, I find there are so few original ideas. Everything old is "new" again. Studios tend to rely on what worked once, slap some younger actors in place, and call it a series.

My question is: Can anyone write a rom/com where guy doesn’t meet girl, lose girl by doing something stupid and then get girl at end? Apparently not.

Action shows aren’t much better. Guy has girl/family. Bad guys kill girl/family. Guy gets revenge on bad guys for killing girl/family.

Because of all the drivel out there, I’m going to save you viewing frustration by giving you my top 5 Netflix shows that won’t suck up hours of precious time you’ll never get back.

Watch this.
In this list, the hierarchy of numbers is meaningless. These are just my favorites. I only numbered them because…. well, eh, it’s a top-5 list.

1.  Dark German/Netflix/2 Seasons
Do you love sci-fi/thrillers? Time travel? Subtitles? This has all three.

Young people in a small town begin to disappear. Here’s the thing, it’s not a matter of where they are… it’s when. Oooooh, me likie.

Subtitles can be a bit challenging to some – according to Jerry Seinfeld who claimed, “The reason we watch TV is because we don’t want to read.” But I disagree and guarantee it'll be worth your efforts. There’s an English, audio-dubbed option, but to me it loses something. Man-up and read the dang subtitles.

I suggest you pay careful attention to characters' names or else you’ll be tempted to start over from the beginning.

When you finish, don’t get angry. There are loose ends, but due to overwhelming hair-pulling and grumbling from the fans, they're filming a third season to tie up all those loosey-gooseys.

Crazy good series.

2.  The Tunnel British-French/Netflix/3 Seasons
You'll be hooked on this series from the get-go.

Here's the skinny. A well dressed, dead woman’s body is found in the Chunnel (the Channel Tunnel between England and France that goes under the English Channel).

The killer placed the body exactly on the line between the two countries, head on one side, legs on the other. When the body is moved, they find the woman had been cut perfectly in two, one-half in England (a politician), and one-half in France (a prostitute).

So, what the heck, and whose case is it? Wait… the two halves are from two different women. What, what?

The two main characters – a married male detective (English) who has a hard time keeping his piece in his pants, and a quirky female cop (France), team up to catch a serial killer called the “Truth Terrorist.”

When you get to the end of this limited series, you'll be mentally drained and yelling at your big screen.

Harry Potter Trivia: The socially awkward female cop, Elise, is played expertly by Clémence Poésy, who's known for her magical portrayal of Fleur Delacour in the Harry Potter film series.

You've gotta watch this.

3.  Marcella British-Nordic noir/Netflix/2 Seasons
Who doesn’t love crazy British female detectives?

In this dark series we're not talking Chief Inspector Clouseau, inept, sight gags, wacky. We’re talking blackouts, uncontrollable anger, cheating husband and murdered mistress, while trying to capture a crazy killer. This one is almost uncomfortable to watch, in a car-accident kinda way.

You’ll quickly fall sympathetically in love with this flawed cop, Marcella. I did. Don't tell my wife.

Okay, it’s another serial killer (yes!!!) but has a plot that will keep you not only on the edge of your seat, but just plain on edge.

The end will leave you begging for more.

4.  La Mante French/Netflix/1 Season
French female Hannibal Lecter? Holy spleen-eater, pass the Chianti and fava beans, I’m all in.

After being locked away for 25 years in solitary confinement, serial killer (again?), Jeanne Deber-dubbed The Mantis- is enlisted by the gendarmes to help find a copycat, psychopathic serial killer (old premise, I know) who seems to be slashing pages from her blood-soaked playbook.

The rub is, she won’t cooperate unless she gets to work one on one with her estranged son who’s grown up to be a detective and wants nothing to do with her.

Will mom and junior catch the bad guy? Will the bodies pile up? I guess you’ll have to watch and see.

5.  The Frankenstein Chronicles British/ Netflix/2 Seasons
Mary Shelly rises from the dead once again. This British series is based on, well, ya know… Dracula. Just kidding. Duh.

When a corpse made of pieces and parts of children washes ashore, Sean Bean (who’s fabulous as river policeman, Inspector John Marlott), starts an investigation into who, and why someone would stitch a dead body together. Who and why, indeed?

Guess he never read the book.

Acting and writing are top notch, and this is not your grandma’s grunting, clumsy, flat headed, neck-bolted Frankenstein.

I’m just going to leave it at that.

These are just a few shows I’ve found to be worth vegging to. Grab a snack and binge on.

Thursday, March 12, 2020

Can't Spare a Square



“Today you can go to a gas station and find the cash register open and the toilets locked. They must think toilet paper is worth more than money.”
-Joey Bishop

“Sorry, I can’t spare a square.”
-Elaine Benes (Seinfeld)

Déjà flu.
Just when I thought life couldn’t get any more bizarre, along comes the coronavirus. Now, it’s not like we haven’t had our share of outbreaks, but if memory serves me right, they've involved animals of some sort; birds, swine, cows, sheep, and bugs (the buzzing kind), mostly. Oh, and the now infamous Ebola, which though it's not named after, but in my opinion should be, called the Cheetah flu, just to keep this whole animal theme going.

The end of the world as we know it.
Do any of you remember the Y2K hoopla? What about the Mayan calendar hooey and the frequent giant asteroid predictions that have caused similar, but not this panicky of reaction in people?

My assumption is because those events were meant to either wipe out all humanity as we know it, or at the least send us back to the stone age - which, considering the legalization of marijuana, we might already be there.

You can rest easy, though, my friends. This Corona thing will apparently only take out those of us who don’t have enough double-ply Charmin on hand.

Just crying wolf.
Don’t we have enough real-life disasters with floods, tidal waves, earthquakes, tornadoes and the McPizza (not a McJoke) and Urkel-O’s cereal to freak out about than this virus? The thing about these other global and regional disasters is there’s no warning. No chance to panic due to amped up media coverage until after the fact.

Hmm… is there a connection here? Could the news be spreading the flus?


Are you feelin’ froggy?
My curiosity pauses at this question: Has anyone done a study on leap years and wacky behavior?

Perhaps the alignment of the planets Dagobah and Andor every four years produces a ripple in the force, causing a gravitational pull on the tiny part of the brain that controls rational thinking. I’d like to think so. Otherwise, “Crazy you are, I think,” as Yoda would say.

Life is a masquerade, old chum.
As I let my mind wander (I know, a dangerous thing to do) I wonder if bank tellers and 7-11 employees get nervous when someone walks in wearing a white dust mask. I would. People are hard enough to read as it is.

Without seeing the mouth, how do we know if someone is smiling?

If you’re having a bad day, I would like to know it. I don’t want to piss you off any more than you already are. For. Sure.

I’m Dow Jones-ing it.
Why does the stock market always do a big Sherman during these mysterious pandemics? I see nothing but golden opportunities. When life hands you Lyme’s, make a margarita. Companies that sell products like latex gloves, toilet paper, water, and masks are set to make a fortune.

Famous actors, sports stars and musicians should jump on the bandwagon. This is a marketer's dream. Imagine Michael Jackson's signature medical masks and limited-edition, white glitter latex gloves, or a Seinfeld-promoted hand sanitizer? It’s gold, Jerry! Gold!

She gives me fever.
I did a little research. All flu illnesses and deaths are estimated calculations by the CDC and may take years for the numbers to jive. I also read, (you should read, but not Facebook. Real reading is good for you) that the coronavirus test kits are proving unreliable. Really?

Could this mean we have no idea how many true cases there are? This fact might make you feel less stressed or may cause you to feverishly search the Internet for the latest flu-conspiracy theories.

Zika the truth and you will find it.
·         What’s left for humanity?
·         Are we to be squished like a bug by a bug named after a beer?
·         Is Sears going to reissue their famous catalog due to a toilet paper shortage?
·         Will three ultimately really be a crowd?

Don’t call me for the answers.

I’ll be in Hawaii. I hear flights are getting cheaper by the minute.