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Not long ago we watched Somebody I Used To Know, an Amazon Prime film in which Alison Brie’s cat, Harry, attempts to extricate himself from various situations in which he is the recipient of unwanted attention. Oh and also some kind of human romantic comedy-drama type stuff happens I guess.
As the reader who’s been around for any length of time knows, we are currently in the middle of watching the old medical show House. However, we usually like to have two shows that we’re watching, a “light” one and a “heavy” one. Despite (or perhaps because of) all the sarcasm, insults, and medical stuff that involves my covering my eyes and shrieking, House is our “light” show, not our “heavy” one. The “heavy” slot has, of late, been occupied by limited series, such as House of the Dragon and, more recently, the final season of His Dark Materials, and now we are, sadly, without a show to offset the routine levity of lumbar punctures, catheters, bleeding orifices, and people saying “Maybe it’s vasculitis” that is House; and so, new shows are currently being auditioned.
So if you’ve got Netflix, you no doubt have seen, at some point in the last several months, the trailer for Blonde, a film based on the Joyce Carol Oates novel of the same name. We saw it too.
The film, of course, stars Ana de Armas as Marilyn. Now, I did like Ana de Armas in Knives Out, and No Time to Die would’ve been a better movie if it had just ditched Bond and followed her character of Paloma instead:
However, my wife had some very immediate thoughts on the matter of casting.
So a while back, I mentioned that my wife and I had started watching House on the Peacock streaming service, thus making us one of the like eight people who subscribe to Peacock. Given the fact that House has caught on with my wife*, and the fact that it ran for eight seasons with around 22 episodes a season, we’re going to be watching it into the indefinite future, and now that we’re some ways into it, there have been some further thoughts and commentary on the subject. For instance:
So recently, having finished off The Sandman, and not really being into House of the Dragon yet, my wife and I watched the show Paper Girls on Amazon prime, all 8 episodes over the course of a couple of weeks (which is a pretty fast binge for us):
So recently, in keeping with our longstanding tradition of not watching popular TV shows until they’ve been off the air for a while*, we recently started looking at the medical drama House, in which Hugh Laurie takes Vicodin and knows things:
So recently, having finished four three seasons of Killing Eve, we have been casting around for something else that my wife won’t find too violent/gory (and the four three seasons of Killing Eve just barely slid in under that barrier), and, for the moment, have settled on the Amazon series Outer Range. This series doesn’t have very many episodes yet, so it won’t occupy us for long, but it’s the one she currently asks for when we sit down to watch television after a long day of trying to tire out The Bean.
So recently we watched Dazed and Confused, the classic coming-of-age comedy from 1993 by Richard Linklater:
I don’t remember why I put this movie in the queue, except that we had never seen it, and I didn’t remember anything about it, except that it was set in the 1970s and that it was Matthew McConaughey’s first big role. These are the things I told my wife when, as usual, I put the movie on and she said:
So recently I finally got around to starting to watch the latest season of Stranger Things. (I have not, of course, finished it yet; in fact, at the time of this writing, I’ve only seen two episodes. I remain a Level 1 Binge Watcher.) Now, as per usual with Stranger Things, my wife is paying absolutely no attention to it, although she may glance at the screen from time to time when it plays a song she recognizes from the 1980s, such as: