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This week's NEW COLUMNS: La Floridiana Movie Reviews: Terminator 3 28 Days Later Couch Potato Ashley's Hollywood Splash Page Creature's Corner Matt's Rail Mike's Rant FINAL EDITION On the CF Homepage: Florida Filmmaker Update
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Terminator 3: Rise of Summer Profits
Sorry about my hissy fit where I pleaded for mercy in the "emergency" early edition of PCR this week folks---I was cracking under the strain. I've had some rest since then and am better now. Thanks for your patience.
Terminator I'm soon hoping to catch the zombie-flick-for-the-new-millenium 28 Days Later which has provoked a lot of reaction around the CF compound (in this issue alone, Ashley's Hollywood, Creature's Corner, and a separate This Week's Movie Review by Brandon Jones all cover it to one extent or another, generally very positive).
Passing of the Guard and Hollywood Longevity What amazes me is that so many children of The Depression, supposedly disadvantaged from the get-go managed to claw their way into fame and fortune and lived to be such a ripe old age in relatively good health despite early hardships. Look around and see Bob Hope who is 100 years old (but not in good health...still), the late George Burns was 100 when he passed on, Milton Berle I forgot, but I think he was well into his 90s. The list goes on and on. Is it because they had a lot of money? No, I don't think so. Lots of non-celebrity multi-millionaires, or captains of industry who are celebrities drop dead early. Not too many live past 80, let alone 100.
George Burns once said something I'll never forget regarding his longevity and it was advice to a younger generation. He said "Fall in love with your work." He went on to elaborate that the zest of looking forward to your day makes all the difference in the world. He also called himself a very "small eater", referring to a sparse diet, but made that a slightly lower priority in longevity in comparison since that was offset by smoking no less than 9 cigars a day his entire adult life.
It's stress management. Hollywood folk have a different stress management system due to the incredible satisafaction so many have derived from a successful career in entertainment. BUT...and this is an important "but"...that self-satisfaction seems to be contained in the generation that grew up during the Depression. The succeeding generation (let's call them the Jimi Hendrix group) was as hell-bent on self-destruction as the former was on self-preservation! The next group after that (the Kurt Cobain group?) fared even worse.
Despite a modern-day health education awareness unknown in previous generations, I don't see the current crop of Hollywood's elite setting longevity records like their forefathers, I don't care how many Billy Blanks classes they attend. The early damage cause by drug and alcohol abuse (not to mention sky-high divorce rates) has probably skewed the life-and-death demographics of at least three generations.
The WWII generation knew the value of hard work (which they didn't mind), knew the pain of sacrifice, but also knew its rewards. Senator Strom Thurmond was of this generation as is Ronald Reagan (also well into his 90s but suffering from Alzheimer's), and, despite their politics, I can't help but conclude that Depression-era hardships affected them and their longevity in a positive equal measure. If Ozzy Osboune makes it to even 65 it'll be a freaking miracle, and only then because he's had so much help.
I wouldn't wish another Depression on us by any means, but I think we've missed something if Hollywood centarians feel it's important to love your work and know sacrifice, and they lived to be 100 years old (or thereabouts) and loved it.
The Cover of the Rolling Stone More problems at public access Some old friends at public access recently forwarded me some email exchanges suggesting it comes down to a thorny copyright issue regarding whether Time-Warner or Bright House Networks' BMI and ASCAP music licences cover producers' programs. (Eddye insists they do, the Bright House Network lawyer says they don't, and producers are responsible for securing copyright permission for all their music.)
I was afraid this sort of thing was happening. I have, regrettably, only been at one PA function this year, and that was to help Malcolm Hathorne on one of his UFO shows. I'm not proud of distancing myself, it's simply a growth maneuver. Every town should have something like public access if for no other reason than education. Unfortunately, recent changes in the law suggest no city HAS to have a public access channel anymore (now that the contract wrangling is over and monopolies rule supreme), it's just there out of habit. What I'm afraid is going to happen is we'll wake up to find the doors boarded up one day in the name of "budget cuts" (that's nearly what happened last year during the scandal---coincidentally, of course).
I knew Eddye Bexley and want to support her if this is how she feels, but if the lawyers are right, they're right. I pray this new chapter results in renewed creative vigor the station once inspired and doesn't get used as an excuse to shut the station down for good.
Getting From Here To There - - Part 2: The Story of the Bee Line Ferry and the Sunshine Skyway Bridge.
"Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines" reviewed by
Mike Smith and Nolan Canova
Also:
• Thurmond, Hepburn, Hackett, and Hollywood Longevity
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!
• The Cover of The Rolling Stone
• More trouble at Tampa's public access
Like anybody else who possibly could, I went to see Terminator 3: Rise of The Machines early Tuesday evening in a "sneak preview" showing. My review is posted alongside Mike's Smith's in This Week's Movie Review. In a nutshell, it's a mixed bag....high-octane action, low-level plot development and middlin characters. After the lackluster domestic box-office take on Hulk last week, it's good to attend a movie that just feels like a traditional blockbuster, and this Terminator won't disappoint in that regard.
The weekend box-office take I'm betting will exceed HULK's, but of course it has two extra days to count in too.
The recent passings of Senator Strom Thurmond (100), and actors Gregory Peck (87), Katherine Hepburn (96), and Buddy Hackett (78) are another reminder of an older generation's amazing longevity, ultimate mortality and how these obits always seem to come in bunches. I won't even attempt to cover these amazing people's careers here (Mike Smith is our expert at that, with his Gregory Peck piece appearing in Mike's Rant #169, and Matt had some nice comments in Matt's Rail, same issue). My commentary centers on something else entirely, something so many have in common.
Speaking of stress, mine went sky-high when I saw who was on the cover of the current Rolling Stone: Clay Aiken, the runner-up American Idol winner. Now, I'm sure he's a nice young man, and I agree he has a very pleasant singing voice. But, does he deserve to be on the cover of The Rolling Stone?? He hasn't done anything yet except almost...but not quite...win that f&^*king contest!! I thought it was a more exclusive domain than that, I know it used to be, but now the latest fashionable contest runner-up can be a cover-boy. Great...another measure of how American Pop Culture has decayed.
Just when I thought it was safe. According to Tuesday's St. Pete Times (7-1-03), Tampa Public Access producer Eddye Bexley is asking a federal judge to reject a settlement agreement between the county and the station, saying its implementation is resulting in censorship. Long-time PCR readers will no doubt recall several features I ran covering last year's embarrassing boondoggle in public access's history--the whole thing revolved around County Commissioner Ronda Storms' vendetta against producer "White Chocolate" (aka Charlie Perkins) over, basically, televised female nudity before 11:00pm. The County attempted to strip funding, but was blocked by an injuction when the station counter-sued. Bexley, one of the parties involved in the original lawsuit says that the final settlement has resulted in a series of petty (and/or unnecessary) formality crackdowns by station managers that have many producers "in tears" as they feel their First Amendment Rights are anything but restored. If you can look up the entire article, please read it, but that's it in a nutshell.
Happy Birthday wishes to Brandon Jones who turned 33 Tuesday, July 1! Many happy returns my boy! You've "Urn-ed" it--har har!
I regret jumping the gun on announcing ED Tucker's retrospective on G.I. Joe knock-off figures of the 60s and 70s when I wrote the "coming attractions" page Tuesday. But we will be running that after a wee bit more development. I apologize to ED and toy fans everywhere for any inconvenience my premature announcement caused.
I'm very proud to announce old friend and new columnist Vinnie Blesi's new column "Couch Potato Confessions"! This is the kind of writing about TV we've been slacking on lately and Vinnie's here to kick it into high gear.
This week's issue
La Floridiana by William Moriaty
UPDATED WITH PICS!
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Hollywood by Ashley Lauren
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TOP LIST OF ALL TIME LISTS.....SLUSH PILE....PULL OUT YOUR LONG BOX......ONE SHOTS
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Matt's Rail by Matt Drinnenberg
"28 Days Later" reviewed by Brandon Jones
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Couch Potato Confessions by Vinnie B.
A Cat, A Dog, A Rat and a Stripper....Don't Fear the Reaper....Upcoming Couch Potato Picks
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Creature's Corner by John Lewis
S. FLORIDA ROAD TRIP, part 3............28 DAYS LATER........NEW COMIC
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Mike's Rant by Michael A. Smith
ACTION .......... OOOOOOH - RAH ........ PASSING ON
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