Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Ten minutes until the sixth season of The West Wing starts. After the painful hamhandedness of last year, I promised myself I wouldn't watch anymore. Yet I find I'm tempted. That's the price of being an eternal optimist.

I must resist, though. The show I loved is gone, has been for a year. This is just an empty echo of what was once a great and special show.

Maybe I'll look in and see if Boston can complete their miracle run and down the Yankees instead.
Posted @ 8:35 PM

Sunday, October 17, 2004

To echo what my buddy Gina said recently, there are so many reasons to love Jon Stewart.

A few weeks back, I channel-surfed past a couple different shows featuring CGI-enabled talking animals. I struck me that there's a tolerance threshold for this stuff, but it varies depending on the particular animal. I worked up this handy list to help others navigate the treacherous waters of "cute" verbal critters:
  • cats & dogs - 30 seconds
  • kangaroos - 90 seconds
  • lizards - 2 minutes
  • cows - 5 minutes
  • horses - 22 minutes plus commercials (includes mules)
  • pigs - 85 minutes
Your mileage may vary.
Posted @ 10:49 AM

Monday, October 11, 2004

When I was a child, Christopher Reeve inspired me by bringing my favorite hero to life. And when I say "to life," I don't use those words lightly. He took a two-dimensional cartoon cut-out and made that character a living, breathing man.

In my teens and early twenties, as I began to take up acting as a hobby, he inspired me as an outstanding actor. His performances in movies like Somewhere in Time, Deathtrap, and Remains of the Day were outstanding. He had the chops.

After his paralyzing accident, he inspired the world. He redefined the word "perseverance."

Now he's gone, far too young.

Thank you, godspeed, and rest in peace, Chris. In your name, your fight will go on.
Posted @ 1:38 PM

Saturday, October 02, 2004

The reviews are in, and my brother's show The Great American Trailer Park Musical, is a smash! calls it the best show of the New York Musical Festival. Talkin' Broadway, in moderately condescending but no less laudatory tones, compares it to junk food, "tasty and guiltily addictive." The Old Gray Lady throws in her two cents as well, calling TGATPM a "heartfelt, humorous look at trailer park life... surely destined for bigger things."

Geoff gets good notices for his portrayal of Duke, a marker-huffing hick from Oklahoma City pursuing his errant stripper girlfriend to the show's north Florida setting. applauds him "for so flawlessly fleshing out the hyper-aggressive hillbilly male," while Talkin' Broadway says "Geoffrey Scheer infuses Duke's penchant for magic marker fumes with gleeful giddiness."

Take a bow, little brother. You've earned it.
Posted @ 11:19 AM


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