<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424</id><updated>2011-12-13T23:56:33.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rant</title><subtitle type='html'>Arrogant; Egotistical; And Just A Little Warped.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-109873205720971998</id><published>2004-10-25T16:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T16:20:57.210-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The TV Season That Was - Part 2 - More Returning Shows</title><summary type='text'>The Practice - After the majority of the cast was fired before the beginning of the new season, I figured that this show was just going to be an embarrassing shell of its former self. Considering how far the show had already fallen, I wondered why they were even going to bother trying to mount another season. Happily, the addition of James Spader led to one of the most entertaining seasons that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/109873205720971998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=109873205720971998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109873205720971998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109873205720971998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2004/10/tv-season-that-was-part-2-more.html' title='The TV Season That Was - Part 2 - More Returning Shows'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-109865665509265369</id><published>2004-10-24T19:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T19:24:15.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The TV Season That Was - Part 1 - Returning Shows</title><summary type='text'>Before getting into the new TV season, I thought I would throw a few thoughts out there about the old one. Let's start out with some of the shows from last year that weren't in their first seasons.CSI - It continues to be one of the best shows on the air, although I have to confess that I did skip it a few times in favor of The Apprentice.CSI: Miami - Continues to be a weaker show than the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/109865665509265369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=109865665509265369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109865665509265369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109865665509265369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2004/10/tv-season-that-was-part-1-returning.html' title='The TV Season That Was - Part 1 - Returning Shows'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-109632995017513915</id><published>2004-09-27T21:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T21:05:50.176-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeopardy And The Emmys</title><summary type='text'>Here are just a couple of thoughts about events from recent weeks. First, I'd like to thank all of the "real" news outlets for spreading the details of how Jeopardy contestant Ken Jennings' run will finally come to an end. At least the internet news sites have the courtesy and good sense to note that spoilers are contained in their stories.I'm surprised not to have seen more discussion of Tom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/109632995017513915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=109632995017513915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109632995017513915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109632995017513915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2004/09/jeopardy-and-emmys.html' title='Jeopardy And The Emmys'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-109380737011440162</id><published>2004-08-29T16:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T16:22:50.113-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotty Says Good-bye</title><summary type='text'>This weekend marks a sad farewell. Actor James Doohan, who played Scotty on Star Trek will make his last appearance at a Star Trek Convention, aptly titled "Beam Me Up, Scotty...One Last Time". He was recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease and has decided that it is time to retire from public life. On the up side, Doohan is going to be joined at this weekend's convention by all of the living</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/109380737011440162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=109380737011440162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109380737011440162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109380737011440162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2004/08/scotty-says-good-bye.html' title='Scotty Says Good-bye'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-109380609557718021</id><published>2004-08-29T15:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T16:02:54.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth Of PG-13</title><summary type='text'>While this isn't exactly news, CNN has an interesting article on the 20th anniversary of the PG-13 rating. It's worth checking out, even if just for a trip down memory lane.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/109380609557718021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=109380609557718021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109380609557718021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/109380609557718021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2004/08/birth-of-pg-13.html' title='The Birth Of PG-13'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-107638209043997296</id><published>2004-02-09T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T11:17:33.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Will The Fun Ever End?</title><summary type='text'>Here are even more old reviews to begin the week.The Hunt For Red OctoberThis is the first of the movies based on Tom Clancy’s bestsellers featuring the character of Jack Ryan. Alec Baldwin is the first in a series of actors to try his hand at the character. In this movie, CIA analyst Ryan is called upon to assist in the search for a missing, and apparently very advanced, Russian submarine, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/107638209043997296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=107638209043997296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/107638209043997296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/107638209043997296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2004/02/will-fun-ever-end.html' title='Will The Fun Ever End?'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-107585973180193350</id><published>2004-02-03T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:01:24.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'>More Movies To Get Off My Chest</title><summary type='text'>Janet Jackson had to get clothes off her chest. I’ll just stick with some more dated movie reviews that are long overdue to be posted.Red DragonRed Dragon is actually a remake of the movie Manhunter, with a few changes to give the character of Hannibal Lecter (Anthony Hopkins) a bigger role. Having watched Manhunter just before Red Dragon, I can say that this is the far superior version. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/107585973180193350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=107585973180193350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/107585973180193350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/107585973180193350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2004/02/more-movies-to-get-off-my-chest.html' title='More Movies To Get Off My Chest'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-107386908636527065</id><published>2004-01-11T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:03:00.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Cleaning Off That Desk</title><summary type='text'>Here are a few more old reviews that have been delayed due to chronic procrastination.City By The SeaThis is one of those movies that you watch and then forget about right after. It’s not a bad movie; there just really isn’t anything here that we haven’t all seen 1000 times before. Robert De Niro plays a cop whose drug-addicted, estranged son is accused of murdering De Niro’s partner. So De </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/107386908636527065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=107386908636527065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/107386908636527065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/107386908636527065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2004/01/still-cleaning-off-that-desk.html' title='Still Cleaning Off That Desk'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90210897</id><published>2003-03-05T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:06:09.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay And Silent Bob Strike Back</title><summary type='text'>I had enjoyed earlier Kevin Smith films like Chasing Amy, but this is the film that made me a fan of the director. It is easily one of the funniest movies that I’ve seen in a long time. Losers Jay and Silent Bob find out that a comic book based on them is being turned into a Hollywood movie, and they aren’t happy about it, mostly because they want a piece of the action. So they take a very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90210897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90210897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90210897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90210897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/jay-and-silent-bob-strike-back.html' title='Jay And Silent Bob Strike Back'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90209555</id><published>2003-03-05T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:06:21.846-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear Dot Com</title><summary type='text'>Ah, where to begin? I suppose it should be pointed out first that this will easily be the worst horror movie that I’ve seen during the past year. It is also in the running for the worst overall movie. The dopey premise is pretty simple. Go to a website, watch a horrific killing on that website, die a horrific death yourself. As dumb as dumb gets. Instead of real scares, this movie relies on gore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90209555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90209555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90209555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90209555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/fear-dot-com.html' title='Fear Dot Com'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90209254</id><published>2003-03-05T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:06:33.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Spy Kids 2: The Island Of Lost Dreams</title><summary type='text'>The original film was entertaining; the same cannot be said for the sequel. The idea that kids could rescue their super spy parents was novel in the first film, and that’s why it worked. This one takes it to a whole new level with the kids playing spies with so much power and influence that they can even boss the President of the United States around. If that wasn’t enough to lose me, the special</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90209254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90209254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90209254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90209254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/spy-kids-2-island-of-lost-dreams.html' title='Spy Kids 2: The Island Of Lost Dreams'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90153711</id><published>2003-03-04T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:06:47.593-03:00</updated><title type='text'>To Catch A Thief</title><summary type='text'>It’s another Hitchcock classic. Cary Grant plays a reformed cat burglar now living on the French Riviera. His quiet life gets upset when a string of high profile jewel thefts has the local police looking his way, convinced that he is the only man with the criminal talents who would be able to pull of the heists. So he has to come out of retirement to prove that he isn’t the man that the cops are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90153711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90153711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90153711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90153711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/to-catch-thief.html' title='To Catch A Thief'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90153248</id><published>2003-03-04T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:06:58.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving Sara</title><summary type='text'>While Serving Sara isn’t likely to be the funniest movie that you will see this year, it is surprisingly entertaining. Mathew Perry is actually pretty darn good in this movie, which is a welcome change from the movies that the cast of Friends usually churn out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90153248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90153248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90153248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90153248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/serving-sara.html' title='Serving Sara'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90145859</id><published>2003-03-04T21:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:07:09.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing In Action</title><summary type='text'>It stars Chuck Norris, so right away you know that there aren’t going to be any Oscar winning acting performances. Norris plays a Vietnam vet who travels back to that country to free POWs that he believes are still being held there years after the war has ended. Not surprisingly, his little trip ends up involving gun battles and explosions. Missing In Action is a formula action flick. There is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90145859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90145859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90145859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90145859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing In Action'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90145668</id><published>2003-03-04T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:07:23.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Hearts</title><summary type='text'>Harrison Ford plays a cop; Kristin Scott Thomas plays a congress woman. Their respective spouses are having an affair with each other. Neither Ford nor Scott Thomas knows about the infidelity. That changes when their cheating significant others go down in a plane crash while on their way for a romantic tryst. Ford meets up with Scott Thomas while he is investigating his dead wife’s secret life. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90145668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90145668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90145668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90145668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/random-hearts.html' title='Random Hearts'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90145100</id><published>2003-03-04T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:06:52.286-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Master Of Disguise</title><summary type='text'>When even the commercials are embarrassing to watch, you just know the movie is going to stink out loud. The few tiny laughs here don’t make up for the rest of the mess that populates this movie. Let us all hope that Dana Carvey fades into Hollywood obscurity after this disaster, never to return again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90145100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90145100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90145100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90145100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/master-of-disguise.html' title='The Master Of Disguise'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90145023</id><published>2003-03-04T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:07:03.113-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Crush</title><summary type='text'>Hot babes in bikinis, that’s the movie. Oh yeah, they also surf. So that makes them wet, hot babes in bikinis. It’s every male’s dream. I’m not even going to bother with the plot. This is another movie in the vein of Coyote Ugly. The looks of the female leads and how they fill out their bikinis is far more important than something minor like a story.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90145023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90145023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90145023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90145023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/blue-crush.html' title='Blue Crush'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-90133192</id><published>2003-03-04T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:07:14.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Undisputed</title><summary type='text'>Ving Rhames plays the boxing heavyweight champion of the world who gets sentenced to prison for rape. Gee, where have we heard that before? Anyway, in prison, Wesley Snipes plays the reigning boxing champ. You can see where this one is going from the moment the opening credits role. The whole movie is just a lead up to the inevitable bout between the two men. And it isn’t a particularly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/90133192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=90133192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90133192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/90133192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/03/undisputed.html' title='Undisputed'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89496467</id><published>2003-02-21T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:07:27.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>XXX</title><summary type='text'>This is Vin Diesel’s take on the secret agent. Diesel plays the anti-hero who is recruited by the US government to help them infiltrate a criminal group who are experimenting with a deadly biological weapon. It’s short on plot, but the action sequences more than make up for the weaknesses in the story. This was easily one of the most entertaining movies of 2002.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89496467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89496467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89496467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89496467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/xxx.html' title='XXX'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89496368</id><published>2003-02-21T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:07:41.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Ball</title><summary type='text'>Keanu Reeves plays a chronic gambler who takes a job coaching a little league team to earn a few bucks to help pay off some of his gambling debts. Surprise, surprise, he quickly morphs from a hard-hearted gambler into a nice guy who begins to care about the kids. This movie couldn’t get more formulaic if it tried. It’s predictable and just plain bad. Did I mention that Reeves is an awful actor?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89496368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89496368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89496368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89496368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/hard-ball.html' title='Hard Ball'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89475618</id><published>2003-02-21T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:08:13.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumanji</title><summary type='text'>There once was a board game called Jumanji that brought its jungle characters to life, much to the dismay of those playing it. A young boy was one of those unlucky players and he got sucked into the fantasy world of the game. Years later, two other kids find the long forgotten board game, which releases the now grown boy (Robin Williams) from his jungle prison. Unfortunately, they have also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89475618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89475618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89475618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89475618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/jumanji.html' title='Jumanji'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89473644</id><published>2003-02-20T23:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:08:28.546-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Destination</title><summary type='text'>A group of teens survive a fatal plane crash when one of them has a premonition that their flight is doomed. He creates a disturbance that gets them removed from the plane before takes off. But death isn’t happy that it missed out on killing all who were supposed to be on the plane. The rest of the movie is spent by the teens trying to avoid “death” who wants to finish the job that it started on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89473644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89473644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89473644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89473644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/final-destination.html' title='Final Destination'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89402721</id><published>2003-02-19T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:08:40.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Nicky</title><summary type='text'>Adam Sandler plays the not so bright son of Satan. He is called to action when his brothers make a hasty exit from Hell which could lead to the Devil’s death. So the only way to save his father’s life is for Nicky to make the journey to Earth and capture his two hell raising (literally) brothers and bring them back down below. You would think that Adam Sandler as the spawn of Satan would have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89402721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89402721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89402721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89402721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/little-nicky.html' title='Little Nicky'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89402441</id><published>2003-02-19T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:08:54.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Score</title><summary type='text'>With a cast that includes Robert De Niro, Edward Norton and Marlon Brando this should have been a great movie. Sadly it was only a mediocre movie at best. I’m not sure if it was all the fault of the movie, or the fact that with the cast that was assembled, it would have had to have been one amazing film to live up to it’s expectations. Either way, I walked away disappointed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89402441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89402441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89402441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89402441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/score.html' title='The Score'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89402191</id><published>2003-02-19T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:09:06.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter And The Sorcerer’s Stone</title><summary type='text'>This is the first big screen adaptation of the best selling series of novels about the young wizard in training, Harry Potter. One of the more entertaining movies aimed at kids in recent years. Even the adults in the audience should enjoy it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89402191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89402191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89402191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89402191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/harry-potter-and-sorcerers-stone.html' title='Harry Potter And The Sorcerer’s Stone'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89401994</id><published>2003-02-19T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:09:18.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Maximum Risk</title><summary type='text'>Jean-Claude Van Damme plays a cop who searches for the killer of the twin brother that he never knew he had. Along the way, he meets up with Natasha Henstridge, who plays his dead brother’s girlfriend. The only redeeming quality that this movie has is that Natasha gets naked. Other than that, everything about this movie is garbage.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89401994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89401994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89401994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89401994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/maximum-risk.html' title='Maximum Risk'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89401839</id><published>2003-02-19T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:09:29.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Run</title><summary type='text'>Robert De Niro plays a bounty hunter who has the misfortune of taking an incredibly annoying bail jumper (Charles Grodin) on a cross country journey. Good movie. The interaction between De Niro and Grodin more than make up for any flaws that the movie has. Who knew that De Niro would be so solid in a comedy?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89401839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89401839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89401839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89401839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/midnight-run.html' title='Midnight Run'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-89401657</id><published>2003-02-19T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:09:49.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman &amp; Robin</title><summary type='text'>As if one bad George Clooney movie wasn’t enough, for some reason, after watching From Dusk Till Dawn, I decided to sit through Batman &amp; Robin again. That was a mistake I won’t soon stop regretting. Two hours worth of another Clooney movie that stinks up the joint. Clooney stars in the movie that brought down the Batman franchise to new lows of stupidity. For his part, Clooney isn’t half bad in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/89401657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=89401657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89401657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/89401657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/batman-robin.html' title='Batman &amp; Robin'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-88998848</id><published>2003-02-12T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:09:58.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'>From Dusk Till Dawn</title><summary type='text'>It’s a good thing that this is a vampire movie, because it sucks. Yeah I know, that line was almost as bad as the writing in this movie. From Dusk Till Dawn stunk when I first saw it, and it was no better the second time around. George Clooney and Quentin Tarantino play a couple of bank robbing brothers who kidnap a man (Harvey Keitel) and his kids and have them take them to a bar in Mexico where</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/88998848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=88998848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/88998848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/88998848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/from-dusk-till-dawn.html' title='From Dusk Till Dawn'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-88993678</id><published>2003-02-12T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:10:15.770-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shining</title><summary type='text'>Jack Nicholson is great in this big screen adaptation of the Stephen King novel. Everything else stinks. This movie is as scary as a dust bunny. And could they have found uglier actors to play Nicholson’s family?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/88993678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=88993678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/88993678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/88993678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/shining.html' title='The Shining'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-88992478</id><published>2003-02-12T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:01:55.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wag The Dog</title><summary type='text'>I caught Wag The Dog a while back. I think I enjoyed it more the second time around than I did when it first came out. The premise of the movie was a simple one. It is just days before the presidential election, and the current president finds himself embroiled in a sex scandal. So the president’s spin-doctor (Robert De Niro) and his assistant (Anne Heche) are forced to use desperate means to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/88992478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=88992478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/88992478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/88992478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/wag-dog.html' title='Wag The Dog'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-88569798</id><published>2003-02-04T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:11:08.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>First Knight</title><summary type='text'>First Knight was another recent cinematic experience. I have to say that I didn’t like it any more this time than when I saw it then when it first came out. This is one of the more recent retellings of King Arthur and Camelot. In this version, Sean Connery is Arthur, Richard Gere plays Sir Lancelot, Knight of the Round Table, and Julia Ormond plays the lovely Guinevere. All would be happy in this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/88569798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=88569798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/88569798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/88569798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2003/02/first-knight.html' title='First Knight'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-84392683</id><published>2002-11-11T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:11:41.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Solaris</title><summary type='text'>Am I the only one who is confused by the TV ad campaign for George Clooney’s new movie, Solaris? It’s a sci-fi movie, why exactly are all of the TV spots emphasizing the romance involving Clooney’s character and his dead wife? Sure it may turn out to be integral to the plot, but it seems a strange thing to focus on. The largest audience for sci-fi flicks is young males, who aren’t exactly known </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/84392683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=84392683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/84392683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/84392683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2002/11/solaris.html' title='Solaris'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-82374571</id><published>2002-10-01T14:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:13:10.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><summary type='text'>Um, am I the only one who has noticed this? The other night I was flipping through the TV dial and noticed that they had given Hollywood Squares (an already crappy show) the cute new nickname of H2. Sorry to point of to the dumbasses running that show, but H2 would make the show Hollywood Squared, not Hollywood Squares. Either the show’s producers didn’t spend a great deal of time in school (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/82374571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=82374571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/82374571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/82374571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2002/10/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-80540549</id><published>2002-08-21T19:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:13:20.970-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vertigo</title><summary type='text'>So I watched Alfred Hitchcock’s Vertigo the other night. This summer has been a regular Hitchcock retrospective for me, as I think I’ve seen a majority of his movies over the last couple of months. I have to say that Vertigo is my least favorite of those I’ve seen up to this point. That having been said, this is the first time I’ve seen Vertigo, and I’ve found that in the case of most of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/80540549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=80540549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/80540549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/80540549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2002/08/vertigo.html' title='Vertigo'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712424.post-80438489</id><published>2002-08-19T15:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T20:13:55.023-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Work</title><summary type='text'>Well, I caught Clint Eastwood’s latest, Blood Work, the other day. Not a bad idea for a film, and for the most part it wasn’t all that badly done. But there were a couple of glaring exceptions, one of which nearly wrecks the film. First, and this is probably not an annoyance to most, was the inclusion of comedian (and that is a term I use loosely) Paul Rodriguez as a big-mouthed annoying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/feeds/80438489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3712424&amp;postID=80438489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/80438489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712424/posts/default/80438489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmg.blogspot.com/2002/08/blood-work.html' title='Blood Work'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05518200147999844661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
