Who Let The Doctor Out? Who? — Who? Who? Who?

I have a question:

What happens when you’re so bad the Sci-Fi Channel won’t give you a tumble?

It seems the Good Doctor is OUT.


NBC Universal has passed on the British remake of the famous science fiction series Doctor Who. Everyone HAD been waiting for the series to appear on the Sci-Fi channel, (owned by NBC Universal) but things just didn’t work out. And what’s more, this doesn’t bode well for the series:

Sci Fi Channel has already had a chance at the new series and passed after viewing some of the completed episodes. Some of the executives at the network found the series somewhat lacking and didn’t think it would fit into the network’s schedule, which already has a number of series, mini-series and films in development.

You can interpret that several different ways, but it sounds suspiciously like “Our Execs saw the shows that were shot, and this crap isn’t much better than the crap we already put out, and we get a much better chunk out of licensing rights.” I mean, I don’t about you, but if the Sci-Fi Channel sounds like it’s getting downright picky, then they must be doing pretty well with their other shows.

I love Doctor Who. For me, (as with most fans) the Fourth Doctor is the only Doctor worth watching. The other Doctor’s are all passable, but Tom Baker is the only one of them that could make a real corny joke and make it sound as serious as the end of the universe… and mean it.

Now maybe NBC Universal could still run the series on another channel:

Formerly Bravo HD, the recently re-branded cable channel currently runs movies and television programs out of Universal’s vault. The revamped Battlestar Galactica is due to be seen on UHD later this year and there is a possibility that the new Doctor Who series could wind up there as the network’s first original program.
— filmforce.ign.com

What does this all mean? Well, if you’re a Doctor Who fan, it means you’re going to have to resort to finding your new Doctor Who off of the internets or … you could move to England or Canada.

Bad Boys will be Bad Boys

There’s an old fable that features a scorpion and a frog where the kind frog is convinced to give the poisonous scorpion a ride across the river. Since the scorpion can’t swim, it’s in the scorpion’s best interest to be nice and not use his stinger and kill the frog. But it wouldn’t make for a satisfying fable then, would it? No, in the middle of the river, the scorpion ends up fatally stinging the frog. The frog had been worried about just such a fate, but decided to ferry the scorpion across the river anyway.

Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog’s back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs.

“You fool!” croaked the frog, “Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?”

The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog’s back.

“I could not help myself. It is my nature.”

I was reminded of this story today when I saw the notice of a divorce announcement. It seems that a very pregnant Denise Richards is divorcing Charlie Sheen.

Denise Richards filed for divorce from Sheen Wednesday after nearly three years of marriage.

According to the divorce petition posted on CelebrityJustice.com, Richards cites irreconcilable differences for the split.

It’s not we didn’t really see this coming. Aside from most Hollywood divorces that are announced, the divorce isn’t as surprising as the fact that Ms. Richards agreed to marry Charlie Sheen in the first place. Face it, the guy’s got a bit of a history of being, well, a bad boy.

I mean, all the right noises were made by this bad boy; we were treated with interviews and magazine covers marveling over the happy couple and listening with rapt attention when Charlie swore off bad behavior and nodded with approval over the laser removal of some of Charlie’s tattoos – as this would prove once and for all Charlie had reformed his bad boy ways.

Sorry, ladies. Reforming bad boys is a fantasy. Hey, it’s a great fantasy. The romance shelves at the bookstore are brimming with “Bad Boys” — as in here, here, here, here, and here.

Of course, in the romance novel genre, so-called “Bad Boys” aren’t really bad, merely misunderstood. But some women insist on buying into the fantasy of Reforming a Bad Boy. The stories in these books are both promising and sexy. And it sounds so wonderful! After all, there’s nothing sexier than a Bad Boy who just might be converted into a loyal husband! Listen. This is why they sell the books, folks. It’s fiction and it’s appealing because it’s good fiction.

While I admit reform can work with some men (I AM a romantic at heart. No, really!), Charlie Sheen passed the “Three Strikes” mark some years back. While Ms. Richards was rumored to have sown her own wild oats, I’m pretty sure the issue at hand is Charlie Sheen going back on his old ways of… well, pretty much acting like Charlie Sheen.

Of course, this report on the breakup of Charlie Sheen is a surprise to everyone, including Charlie. Perhaps the shock of the divorce papers might shock Charlie into another few months of wedded bliss… perhaps this issue will shock him into actually behaving… uh, right.

Who are we kidding?

After all… It’s in his nature.

Best Picture

I won’t bother you with my picks for best picture from the nominees.

Simply put, I don’t agree with the movies chosen as nominees. Which one of the movies up for “Best Picture” would I enjoy seeing a second time?

— None.

There are movies from 2004 that I’ll happily rent, and perhaps even purchase, but none of the them are movies nominated for “Best Picture” and certainly not the winner of the Os*ar for Best Picture.

One of my favorite movies did win an Os*ar, though.

INCREDIBLES won for Best Animated Picture.
Steal from one, Plagerism; Steal from many, Genius.
It was a fantastic mosh of some of the best tidbits, and it had plenty of originality — (though you’d have to be a stickler to separate the ideas they’ve borrowed from the original items on the screen) overall, it was a great and coherent work.

I don’t know if I liked THE INCREDIBLES better than any other picture last year.

I can say I like THE INCREDIBLES as a movie better than any picture up for Best Picture at this year’s Academy Awards. It was written more along the lines of the classic traditional “Writer’s Journey” and as such, I knew when I had left the theater I had finished watching a movie.

With THE AVIATOR, the movie kind of just, well, ended. I wasn’t impressed, I wasn’t excited. I knew it was time to leave because the credits were rolling. Interesting bio-pic, crappy ass ending. Scorsese might be considered a brilliant director, but I for one wish he’d save all the boring crap for the Director’s Cut, and let me go home with an intact bladder.

Paris Hilton Hacked Pt. 3

It’s like watching a slow motion train wreck, really.

One story currently has Paris Hilton’s hacker calling Paris for two months before actually releasing the data on the cell phone account. I can’t see this happening to anyone I know. Someone you suspect is reading your phone messages, calling you… I mean, you’re a star and you’re clinging to the hope that this is a giant troll, so you don’t want to change your phone number… but I’m guessing she never thought about actually contacting anyone at T-Mobile. But what REALLY gets me as this guy had the gonads to continue to call and threaten her. Again. And Again.

Turns out that someone had been calling Paris on her Sidekick for a couple of months, telling her that something bad was going to happen to her and threatening to mess her up (remember how she had complained back in January that someone was reading her email?). Last week while she was at Disney World (seriously!) she got one last phone call from the hacker telling her that today was going to be the day something finally happened to her (our source says he said something along the lines of “It’s gonna happen now.”). A few hours later she started getting tons of phone calls from all sorts of random people (care to guess what’d happened?), at which point she freaked out and flew home on her private jet.

–Courtesy of Endgadget -link

Carpe Demon: Adventures of a Demon-Hunting Soccer Mom

Well, it’s official!!

I was previously sworn to secrecy, but now the news is out!

Julie Kenner announced this yesterday on her blog and especially here.

and here’s the official Hollywood Reporter piece:

Brothers Kevin and Dan Hageman have been hired to adapt Julie Kenner’s upcoming novel “Carpe Demon: Adventures of a Demon-Hunting Soccer Mom” for Warner Bros. Pictures. 1492 Pictures partners Chris Columbus, Michael Barnathan and Mark Radcliffe are producing. “Demon,” set to hit bookstores in the summer, is an action-adventure tale about a stay-at-home mother with a demon-hunting past who is called back into action to rid her small California town of monsters. Jenny Blum is overseeing for 1492, which is housed at Warners. Jeff Clifford and Geoff Shaevitz are overseeing for the studio.

Yes, you CAN guess the general plot. Soccer Mom… Demon Hunting… Thoughts of Buffy come to mind and I’m sure that’s the inspiration…

But knowing Julie Kenner’s work it’s going to have some really strong twisty hooks!

Julie really started a great sub-genre when she began weaving SuperHeroines and Romance together with Aphrodite’s Kiss and then got stronger with additional books in the same vein. (I have to confess I only read the first two)

Carpe Demon the book comes out this June, and hopefully we’ll hear more about the progress of the movie!

Side Note on the movie: While looking up domain names, I noticed that Julie Kenner picked up the domain for www.carpedemon.com some time back, but it seems that Warner Brothers themselves picked up www.carpedemonthemovie.com just this week–shortly before the public announcement — which tells me that someone at Warner Brothers is VERY serious about this project.

I’m REALLY looking forward to this movie!

Congrats, Julie!

Tarantino and Blood Spatter Patterns

 

The one deals with blood…

The other deals with blood evidence…

 

The season finale of CSI (yeah, the only one of the three CSI’s that’s actually worth watching)
will be directed by Quentin Tarantino.

I wonder if anyone is destined to have a giant syringe stabbed through their breastbone (and thus missing the heart)

Link to Kill Gil (no, that’s not what it’s officially called… yet)