Sunday, April 5, 2009

The Obligatory Gossip Girl Post


There's really no denying it. I partially wanted to start pop rocks again so I could blog about "Gossip Girl."
I should hate it. The TV snob in me should mock those who sign their emails with the now famous "XOXO." The repeated storylines, the ridiculous scenarios, the unrealistic portrayal of high school. Every now and then I question the merits of spending an hour with B and S.
But I just can't turn away. Not from the clothes or the prettiness of it all. I have to see Chuck and Blair finally make it work, because damnit, who else could they possibly end up with? I want to Serena suddenly become "bad" again, knock back a few cosmos and kind of-almost-but-not-really kill someone. I need Georgina Sparks to wreak havoc on everyone's lives because this season hasn't exactly been amazing. And I really want to see someone finally let Dan know he's a hack of a writer. I have to hear Kristen Bell say those corny lines before each commercial break because of my Veronica Mars withdrawal. And I just really want to look at Nate.
My roommate and I sit there week after week, criticizing this plot line or piece of dialogue. When the credits roll, we shake our heads wondering what the writers were possibly thinking.
And every morning I anxiously await the recaps. From New York Magazine to Gawker, I love seeing the opinions of others.
There's something about asking someone if they're a Blair or a Serena that you just can't help but love. This ridiculous show has absolutely captured the public's attention and no one is really sure quite how. Is it the New York backdrop? The fashion? The acting? (On second thought)
And then it hit me. Why does America love "Gossip Girl?" Dorota.

Seriously?


The numbers are still coming in tonight, but Fast and Furious has been shattering records left and right. Best opening this year. Best April opening ever. Best opening for the franchise.
I'm happy for the actors, who haven't exactly had the best success after they first filmed The Fast and the Furious in 2001. Sure, Michelle Rodriguez was on Lost and Vin Diesel attempted to continue as an action star, but neither of those panned out. Paul Walker hasn't been much more than a pretty face. Granted, I've enjoyed Jordana Brewster on "Chuck," but it's only a recurring role.
On the glass is half-empty side, I'm amazed that there were so many people ready to rejuvenate such a questionable franchise. When I saw the trailer months ago, I thought it was some weird prank by Universal. Somehow, the film studio finally got a sense of humor and chose to delete the "the's" in the title to pretend it was a brand new film. But alas, not so much.
I get the appeal of mindless action films. I've never enjoyed them, but I do understand the American need to watch things blow up. It's just interesting to think that in the times of a recession when hundreds are losing their jobs daily, this movie made 75 million dollars in three days.
That's America for you.

Restart

I missed blogging. Plain and simple, twitter is a cheep substitution, serving as nothing more than a quick fix for my narcissistic needs. Because when my friends get tired of my ramblings and my hand cramps from writing in my journal, I'll still have pop rocks. Here's to hoping to this time it sticks.