Posts Tagged ‘entertainment’
Oscar week…
I didn’t waste more than three seconds contemplating the dwindling in importance Oscars, but I found this piece on Jimmy the Raven quite interesting and well-worth a couple of minutes to read it. I will henceforth refer to the hollywood snots, not as bird-brained, which is an insult to a very intelligent avian actor, but as just plain stupid and unaware.
As it turned out, sore losers were featured, along with category winners. Even the critics were displeased. Would it have seemed better with a host? Aren’t you glad you watched something else last night?
Charles Aznavour, R.I.P.
In my youth I spoke French well enough to enjoy listening to the man many called the Sinatra of France. He wrote many of his own songs, everything from love songs to political and cultural protests. He was rather humble about his talents, and his looks. The latter was justified; not the former.
Burt Reynolds, R.I.P.
Burt Reynolds was a flawed man, one of many drawn to Hollywood, and one of the many whose character flaws were exacerbated and magnified by that town. By all accounts he was an incorrigible flirt who cameras loved, especially when he played the loveable rogue, which was often the case.
That was a bit much…
I didn’t mind the miles of pink Cadillacs parked near the church in tribute to Aretha Franklin’s hit song, though I found changing her burial outfit three times a little over the top, though one could have guessed she would have made an entrance befitting her life as a entertainer.
I didn’t watch the actual funeral services, so I happily missed a preacher fondling one of the performers, Bill Clinton ogling a performer, the anti-Trump rhetoric, and racist Louis Farrakhan sitting smugly in the front row.
The most charming thing is that Buckingham Palace played “Respect” at the changing of the guard to honor her.
Neil Simon, R.I.P.
If you saw a Broadway play any time in the last several decades, it was probably written by Neil Simon. He had a few failures along the way, but some of his successes not only thrived on Broadway, but also became hit television series and movies. I can almost guarantee that your funny bone has been tickled by Mr. Simon’s work at some point in your life. To me his genius was looking at American families instead of focusing on the elites and aberrants. He will be missed.
Aretha Franklin, R.I.P.
Like so many of the Motown artists, she led a rather chaotic life and made a host of very bad choices, but the woman was a fantastic performer.
