What with Fox launching its Fall season earlier than everyone else, already K-Ville‘s time has come. The Carusometer must be sated. It dials are whirring, its sunglasses are flickering. It’s even bought a new suit – black, of course.
It’s time for a third-episode verdict.
There’s quite a few things to look forward to next month at the BFI, which is celebrating the 25th anniversary of Channel 4. It’s also celebrating the 25th anniversary of S4C but that’s apparently only produced one good episode of one programme ever. ‘British’ Film Institute my arse.
Anyway, here are things that you might want to buy tickets for, although you’ll have to join the queue or see if 4oD has them:
Plus there are six Film on Four productions, including My Beautiful Laundrette. Get thee to a membership application form, if you’ve not already joined.
Here’s one for the anoraks among us (which must include me, since I’m starting it): spotting subtle references to Doctor Who in The Sarah Jane Adventures. And I mean subtle, not Sarah Jane saying, “I met this alien called the Doctor and travelled in space and time”.
That’s very unsubtle.
I mean subtle references like the following:
That’s the most my hazy memory can dredge up from yesterday. Comment below if you spotted any others or want to whip back in time to last week’s episode and spot references there, too.
Ah, feel the nostalgia.
Current odds of the Doctor appearing in the final episode of the series, based on off-hand remarks made on-screen and in the press: 10-1
Doctor Who
Film
Books
Commercials/Music
British TV
US TV
In the US: Thursdays, 10/9c, ABC
In the UK: Not yet acquired
It’s hard to work out what kind of hate drives this “Sex and the City for men”. It’s clearly misogynistic: it has an extremely low opinion of women, thinks they’re all cheats or stupid or sex objects. But despite supposedly being pro-men, it’s clearly misandristic (is that even a word?), arguing we’re all cheats or stupid or put upon wimps. Misanthropic, maybe, since it must think we’re all rubbish, but with different reasons for hating each group, is it really the blanket hatred misanthropy suggests?
Whatever the hate, Sex and the City for men it is not. After all, Sex and the City was about four relatively likeable, initially single women trying to find love/sex/initmacy. They had interests of their own, talents, sense of humour and more.
Here, we have four “big shots” – CEOs and high flying execs of various companies – who are married or formerly married, all being extremely rubbish to everyone around them. Their one common interest appears to be being bitter and being pampered at a club for rich people.
Prepare to hate them back.
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