The Power of Intention
So, basically, you can have what you want in life. But only if you really, really intend to get it. Blah, blah, tapping into energy, blah. That's about all I got from this PBS special because I could only stand 13 minutes. I mean, I know people pay good money to hear Dr. Wayne Dyer talk, but dang. [Me channeling my inner Chandler Bing] Could this self-help guru be any more boring?
OK. I missed the first half of this show (Blame Dyer!). But somehow Jimmy managed to get onto Big Brother. And he was doing pretty well until Greg tried to "save" him from being ousted and got him kicked out of the house instead. But that's not what got me. My real deal with this episode — a funny repeat. But hey it's new to me! — is that it doubled as a blatant infomercial for Big Brother. Not only was it taped on the Big Brother set (which happens to be on the same lot as Yes, Dear), it used real Big Brother contestants. Talk about cross-platform, corporate family, product placement!
"I want a Will and Jada relationship," Eve told Rita and Janie of her hopes for a mature connection with J.T. Shoot. Don't we all. I mean, seriously. At this point, I would settle for a Nick and Jessica or a pre-shoot-out J.Lo and P.Diddy — anything but my usual Will and Grace. If you know what I mean. But curse of my single status aside, this was a good episode. Eve's struggle to keep from sleeping with J.T. was not only admirable but instructional. And you can bet I'm gonna steal her "Knowledge before nookie" dating mantra. Hello!
The New Nike Commercials
Serena Williams as a beach volleyball player. Marian Jones as an Olympic gymnast. Andre Agassi playing for the Red Sox... Oh, I get it. This is a cool but technologically demented spot.
Alright. Let me make sure I'm getting this right. Five guys worked five days, 12-hours a day, turning a couple's den into a sweet prohibition era-style speakeasy (complete with a new skylight, tin ceilings, a faux wall with hidden liquor compartments, a new bar, plus a boiler-plate covered fireplace). And all they won was some tools? Tools. Please tell me the exposure also nets them some contracting gigs or something. Otherwise I have to rename this show Monster Non-Union Labor.
Behind the Camera: The Unauthorized Story of Charlie's Angels
From the writing to the lighting, this exposé is so bad it's instant classic camp. The unknowns playing the angels really look like Farrah Fawcett-Majors, Kate Jackson and Jaclyn Smith. Poor things. You can actually feel them trying to move, sound and be one with the angels. Especially that Lauren Stamile, the woman playing Jackson. It's almost cute. (Look at me, Ma. I'm acting!) And that scene where Tricia Helfer enters as Farrah for the first time and walks, slow-mo down the stairs... Her boobs were out of control! I mean, I'm not one to eyeball a woman's rackage. But come on. Those things were like comic-book breasts — all perky, perfectly round oranges stuck in her chest. Who is her doctor? Oh, and don't get me started on Dan Castellaneta, a.k.a. the guy who's playing Aaron Spelling. He is killing me. Literally driving me to eat to dull the pain. How could he be this bad? It must be intentionally camp.
That's it. I'm getting a reality show. Because, clearly, they're giving them away at Fox.