The App is destroying the experience. Watching some shows twice, or more, because the App doesn't remember what I do watch and worse, forcing shows I don't watch to the top of my "Shows You Watch" list... I'm less apt to turn on CBS these days than ever before.
I was enjoying Instinct but watching it a second time shows the poor casting flaws. Too many soft faces with too much make up and staging just does not fit the attempt as serious police drama. Too much wasted dialogue trying to explain the obvious as if a viewer can't see what is going on. The explanatory dialogue breaks the tension of the serious moments.
Contrived, unbelievable, poor TV.
BACK GROUND TV
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
Thursday, July 25, 2019
Bad Spectrum, Bad Syfy
It took just ten minutes of browsing Spectrum's guide, after not viewing cable for a couple of years, at least, for me to decide that I miss nothing it has to offer and I would rather not waste my time with it. Not even considering the money. Anyway, staying at Jackson's place allows me to explore the service and I am not even not impressed, I am ignoring it. Seriously background TV, as in, background noise. Then there is Syfy, a channel that has very little to do with Science Fiction, so the name change finally makes sense. I found what might have been science fiction, something called Atomica. Soap opera acting, almost pedophilic, definitely voyeuristic sexism, and a whole lot of scientific ignorance. What can be expected from a pretend Sci-Fi channel that pushes mostly bad horror shtick.
This is the first impression. An hour into the film, not much changed. From the motorcycle helmet to the golf shots, it's just wrong. Dragging a body sideways on sand? Sure, anyone with supermodel muscles (meaning lack thereof) can do that, right? Maybe it was hydraulic, and how long without food or water in radiation? What sort of radiation? Where are these people, anyway? Maybe I was nodding off when they explained what the "Red Zone" is and what planet they are on. And first time at a power plant for the supermodel facilities engineer, but she's also a doctor and scientist and she's whatever else the plot line needs? The people who wrote and made this film obviously were not.
Take her first task, getting the communications back up, seems to be forgotten. Then the guy goes from super creepy mysterious all-knowing to super needy hapless back to super creepy mysterious and in-charge. And back and forth. The men need full-out space-contamination suits, the sexy supermodel wears a skin tight body suit and a motorcycle helmet. So many other contrived situation and ultimately, ignorance. Hold out your finger so I can carefully chop it off and naturally, instant cauterization so no extensive bleeding. The list can go on all night. Suspending believe is part of science fiction. Suspending logic, not so much.
On a cable TV note, I never understood the business plan of cable. I mean, I understand it from the cable company's perspective, but it appears to screw the consumer and there are supposed to be laws and regulations to protect consumers. They charge a heck of a lot of money, yet they still sell commercials like network TV. So they double dip into our pockets and nobody thinks that is wrong? Network TV puts on plenty of shows without charging, so why does cable get to get a by on monopolizing our money?
Anyway, back to the really bad TV,,, so why, by the end of the film, am I at all interested in a sequel? I read Charlese Theron may be in it. Maybe she will insist on more authenticity, logic, continuity, story and character depth, less pandering to male voyeurism, and fewer exploitative sexism, near nudity, and butt-crack shots.
The things we do to pass the time on days off, aye? lol lam...
Narf :)
This is the first impression. An hour into the film, not much changed. From the motorcycle helmet to the golf shots, it's just wrong. Dragging a body sideways on sand? Sure, anyone with supermodel muscles (meaning lack thereof) can do that, right? Maybe it was hydraulic, and how long without food or water in radiation? What sort of radiation? Where are these people, anyway? Maybe I was nodding off when they explained what the "Red Zone" is and what planet they are on. And first time at a power plant for the supermodel facilities engineer, but she's also a doctor and scientist and she's whatever else the plot line needs? The people who wrote and made this film obviously were not.
Take her first task, getting the communications back up, seems to be forgotten. Then the guy goes from super creepy mysterious all-knowing to super needy hapless back to super creepy mysterious and in-charge. And back and forth. The men need full-out space-contamination suits, the sexy supermodel wears a skin tight body suit and a motorcycle helmet. So many other contrived situation and ultimately, ignorance. Hold out your finger so I can carefully chop it off and naturally, instant cauterization so no extensive bleeding. The list can go on all night. Suspending believe is part of science fiction. Suspending logic, not so much.
On a cable TV note, I never understood the business plan of cable. I mean, I understand it from the cable company's perspective, but it appears to screw the consumer and there are supposed to be laws and regulations to protect consumers. They charge a heck of a lot of money, yet they still sell commercials like network TV. So they double dip into our pockets and nobody thinks that is wrong? Network TV puts on plenty of shows without charging, so why does cable get to get a by on monopolizing our money?
Anyway, back to the really bad TV,,, so why, by the end of the film, am I at all interested in a sequel? I read Charlese Theron may be in it. Maybe she will insist on more authenticity, logic, continuity, story and character depth, less pandering to male voyeurism, and fewer exploitative sexism, near nudity, and butt-crack shots.
The things we do to pass the time on days off, aye? lol lam...
Narf :)
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
Indie or Outed (Part Two)
This one is in progress...
RE: E texts and assorted files.
from here
The great American crime continues. The news media said nothing. $24 dollars in trinkets. 30 pieces of silver. $3.4 billion dollars bought trillions of dollars and millions of lives. How can you be proud to be an American? Maybe you didn't know. 100 Years. Nothing has changed.
how can you not be angry?
how can you not scream?
maybe you really didn't know
or thought is was a bad dream
how can it not make you crazy?
do you even know what I mean?
how can you really be proud
of what this country has been?
don't tell me about the glory
don't wave the flag
to there
and all that comes before and after
we shall continue someday...
RE: E texts and assorted files.
from here
The great American crime continues. The news media said nothing. $24 dollars in trinkets. 30 pieces of silver. $3.4 billion dollars bought trillions of dollars and millions of lives. How can you be proud to be an American? Maybe you didn't know. 100 Years. Nothing has changed.
how can you not scream?
maybe you really didn't know
or thought is was a bad dream
how can it not make you crazy?
do you even know what I mean?
how can you really be proud
of what this country has been?
don't tell me about the glory
don't wave the flag
to there
and all that comes before and after
we shall continue someday...
Sunday, February 3, 2019
Innie or Outie? (Part One?)
The background TV for tonight, at least for the moment (it's one of the shows I added to the Amazon "watchlist" as I browsed through the other day. I've already started two or three and deleted them from the watchlist after a short watch. I wish the "History Channel" did not lose it's mind and go stark raving conspiracy crazy. Someone should really put our a real History Channel for the intelligent rational minds who want fact and not convenient coincidences and left field suspicious speculation.
The show's blurb goes like this...
and opens with the opening of Auguries of Innocence from Blake, you know...
And ok, I can buy into the opening, the link is energy, but I am hearing way too much religious dogma already and the premise is this is fact, not simply reasonable logical theory or merely something really nice to believe. So we are selling the word akasha as whatever anyone else calls the things they worship, bow to, believe in, and/or blame for everything that is. Ridiculous manipulatons in the first ten minutes have my finger reaching for the delete button. Tell me something new.
The embedded intelligence of the matrix of time and space.
Lots of clever words, but so repetitious.
Lots of quoted truths, but so repetitious.
My instinct says the endless sales-pitches that ultimately asks for money, control, or belief (which is control, even if it doesn't seem like it because it feels given more than taken), something it does not come right out and say up front is strong in this one.
And I come to the same question.
What's the point?
Everything is connected.
So?
Everybody seems to need something to believe in, some explanation for their existence, some godhead. This one is selling akasha.
It's so much fun, for those who love words as I do, to put power into words, but the fun ends when we start believing the words matter more than we do, and by we, I mean everything, everything, all.
Logos, aye?
So I watch and listen and I wonder, real connections or optical coincidences? Everything is illusion, after all.
Until people accept everything without ego, there is only pointless repetition. Embedded intelligence? If you are not laughing, you are not here. Who believes this is true because it is true, and not because they need to believe it is true, understands.
A question?
a statement?
Both?
What's the word for both? lol.
So this long winded movie appear to want to convince the viewer that all religions are of the same origin.
It is stating the obvious.
What do you do when this is no longer a revelation and you are left with sadness and loneliness for you've found no one for who this is not either a revelation or simply, above their heads?
Repeating the truth becomes boring for one who knows the truth.
What's next?
Maybe he knows.
This is happening in real time!
lol.
It is.
Did I emotion (emote?... I think I meant mention) it was a bacon ritz cracker?
Can we go out to play now?
Narf :)
The show's blurb goes like this...
There is one vibratory field that connects all things. It has been called Akasha, Logos, the primordial OM, the music of the spheres, the Higgs field, dark energy, and a thousand other names. Many of history's monumental thinkers have come to the threshold of this great mystery. It is the common link between all religions, all sciences, and the link between our inner worlds and our outer worlds.
and opens with the opening of Auguries of Innocence from Blake, you know...
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
And ok, I can buy into the opening, the link is energy, but I am hearing way too much religious dogma already and the premise is this is fact, not simply reasonable logical theory or merely something really nice to believe. So we are selling the word akasha as whatever anyone else calls the things they worship, bow to, believe in, and/or blame for everything that is. Ridiculous manipulatons in the first ten minutes have my finger reaching for the delete button. Tell me something new.
The embedded intelligence of the matrix of time and space.
Lots of clever words, but so repetitious.
Lots of quoted truths, but so repetitious.
My instinct says the endless sales-pitches that ultimately asks for money, control, or belief (which is control, even if it doesn't seem like it because it feels given more than taken), something it does not come right out and say up front is strong in this one.
And I come to the same question.
What's the point?
Everything is connected.
So?
Everybody seems to need something to believe in, some explanation for their existence, some godhead. This one is selling akasha.
It's so much fun, for those who love words as I do, to put power into words, but the fun ends when we start believing the words matter more than we do, and by we, I mean everything, everything, all.
Logos, aye?
So I watch and listen and I wonder, real connections or optical coincidences? Everything is illusion, after all.
Until people accept everything without ego, there is only pointless repetition. Embedded intelligence? If you are not laughing, you are not here. Who believes this is true because it is true, and not because they need to believe it is true, understands.
A question?
a statement?
Both?
What's the word for both? lol.
So this long winded movie appear to want to convince the viewer that all religions are of the same origin.
It is stating the obvious.
The true crisis in our world is not social, political or economy. Our crisis is a crisis of consciousness. An inability to directly experience our true nature. An inability to recognize this nature in everyone and in all things.
In the Buddhist tradition, the Bodhisattva is the person with an awakened Buddha nature. A Bodhisattva vows to help to awaken every being in the universe, realizing that there is only one consciousness. To awaken one’s true self one must awaken all beings.
There are innumerable sentient beings in the universe
I vow to help them all to awaken.
My Imperfections are inexhaustible
I vow to overcome them all.
The Dharma is unknowable
I vow to know it.
The way of awakening is unattainable
I vow to attain it.
What do you do when this is no longer a revelation and you are left with sadness and loneliness for you've found no one for who this is not either a revelation or simply, above their heads?
Repeating the truth becomes boring for one who knows the truth.
What's next?
Maybe he knows.
This is happening in real time!
lol.
It is.
Did I emotion (emote?... I think I meant mention) it was a bacon ritz cracker?
Can we go out to play now?
Narf :)
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