The Morning Dump: What’s wrong with SATC2, Batman Forever friends, Defining Canadian comedy
Posted on 19. Jun, 2010 by Anupa in Morning Dump
- If you know me well, you know that I think we’re headed for a cultural apocalypse–you know, total breakdown of society based on the values that have been propagated via shitty music, television, books. Anyway, this write-up of Sex and the City 2 (by a dude, no less) for the AMAZING AWESOME FEMINISTY-KINDA BLOG Tiger Beatdown basically reinvigorates my faith in humanity and also articulates exactly how much this franchise has brainwashed women into thinking a Choo, a cocktail and a cock (both gay or straight, varied usage) can solve all of life’s problems. And, with that, I’ve just created The Ashcan’s very first Sex and the City tag.-am
- Here is where I follow Anupa’s winding of the cultural doomsday clock with a fine piece of arts criticism guilelessly titled “In Praise of Batman Forever“. Ah yes, what a wonder of cinema! [*lifts pinky*] [*sips wine*] I can’t say I overall agree with Matt Ealer on this one (watching Tommy Lee Jones try to out-mug Jim Carrey is fucking depressing), but in criticism there’s a difference between genuine chutzpah and contrarian trolling — if the pop apocalypse comes, Ealer here is on the side of the angels. -jc
- Ever tire of hearing about just how damn funny Canadians are? Ya, me too, but then again, it is sorta true. I mean, we do have some pretty amazing comedic exports, and while I wouldn’t call Michael Cera amazing (and despite the criticism that he is too one dimensional [ps that one dimension is a funny one]), the Walrus ran an interesting and well-written piece by Adam Sternbergh that looks to define the overall Canadian schtick – and he’s right. -jkg
- Now that the NBA Finals are over, I’m already starting to feel the pangs of basketball withdrawal (sorry WNBA, but, no. Just no.) Fortunately, New York magazine has a feature up that sates my desire for long, well-written stories that detail not the glamourous televised side of pro-sports, but the fanatical, addictive, gritty world that helps make all that ABC studio gloss possible. Who’s Tom Konchalski? He isn’t LeBron, but his life is certainly no less surreal. -sy
