30 November 2013

As John Prine once sang, "Blow up Your TV!"

Sadly, I predict that it's only a matter of time before there airs:

a) LOVE HER OR LEAVE HER (a reality show modeled after HGTV's LOVE IT OR LIST IT) in which a husband has to decide whether he divorces his newly plastic-surgeried wife...after he sees the results; 

and/or

b) WHOM NOT TO WED (i.e., the "groom" version of WHAT NOT TO WEAR); 

and/or

c) SAY YES TO THE CAKE BOSS, in which that Hoboken baker hits on every bride-to-be who enters his shop, and she has to decide whether to sleep with him (fondant and all);

and/or (possibly)

d) FLEA, the adventures of an Ohio high school at which all the geeky and traditionally outcast kids are really, REALLY involved in flea circuses (see clip below), much to the chagrin of every bully at the school (student, teacher, coach, and administrator)...not to mention...er...the district-wide exterminator. 

 
Oh yeah, who's the new Brandon Tartikoff now!? 
 
 

Why the NFL Will Soon Lose Its Pre-eminence


 

...no, it's not the insane concussions (or the equally insane NFL's policies to prevent them) -- I mean, how much sense does it make to render head-to-head hits illegal when the first way football players congratulate each other is by smacking their helmets together HARD?

...no, it's not the vulgar, racist, homophobic "culture" locker rooms seem to breed (as brought to light recently by Mr. Incognito's failure to live up to his name);

...no, it's not even that there is no recognizable defense anymore (caused in many ways by the first point above);

...no, what will soon deflate the "Nation's Favorite Sport" is the seven-day, 24-hour presence of a league that only plays once-a-week games.

This once-a-week-ness used to be its strength (and the reason it surpassed Baseball as "America's Game," I've been told): Focused, and intense, attention once a week for four months. 
The NFL, apparently, with its media minions in tow, has been unwilling/unable to leave it at that.

Right now, even with NFL games being spread across five (!?) days (Thursday to Monday), only so much can be said, and for only so long, about either the upcoming, or just played, spate of games. Previews of the next week's games now begin in earnest first thing Tuesday (although we know CBS, FOX, ESPN, NBC, the NFL Channel, et alia begin them as early as Sunday night), and they run their course well before the next Sunday morning.  And the injury and arrest updates of players across the league have long since worn out their appeal.  

During a season, baseball and basketball (and, I've heard, there's this thing called "hockey") can generate daily conversation because new things (i.e., games -- yes, actual performances by actual players!) happen daily during a season, and, therefore, ACTUAL new things may be talked about every day. 

(I won't mention that fantasy leagues -- a thing that couldn't interest me less...yes, less even than soccer! -- also make far more sense for sports in which the statistics are changing daily.  There's an immediacy that demands decision and action instead of allowing for the navel-gazing in which NFL fantasy league "experts" like to indulge.)  

In short, NFL, if you want to maintain your Top-of-the-Professional-Sports-Heap-edness, tell the football beat reporters to write/broadcast about something, anything, else from Tuesday through Friday. 

It's true: familiarity breeds contempt.  And nothing is more contemptible than the update on that QB's groin pull for the third day in a row.

25 October 2013

Definitely NOT, of course, to be read, IN ANY WAY, as an epigram about the Boston Red Sox (by Thomas More)


#139

In Barba Tantum Philosophum (e Graeco)

Si promissa facit sapientem barba, quid obstat
     Barbatus possit quin caper esse Plato?


On a Man who was a Philosopher only by Reason of His Beard
(from the Greek)

If an untrimmed beard makes a philosopher, why could not a bearded goat be a Plato?

(Translation: Leicester Bradner)

10 October 2013

If there are three more hits to this blog from someone in Ukraine...


... before anyone from China visits it, then Ukraine will take over the 8th spot in the Connecticut Wit "Top 10 Blog Hits by Country List."

Needless to say, China... if you don't want to lose that coveted 8th spot, you know what you've gotta do!

And Latvia, at number 10, has a long way to go to catch either.






06 October 2013

Othello at Playhouse on Park: A Review

    
     It's always a very good thing to experience talented actors plying their trade in one of Shakespeare's tragedies -- especially in an intimate space like Playhouse on Park.  There's a visceral pleasure in hearing words that, despite the distance in space and time, are so often ridiculously familiar.  And that familiarity of language, of course, only underscores the realization that human nature (its nobility, its comedy, and its baseness) has changed little from when the Bard wrote his plays.
     Thus one feels that the familiar plot, surrounding the conniving Iago (Tom Coiner) tricking Othello (RJ Foster), a veritable force-of-nature, into a raging jealousy over a perceived affair between his wife Desdemona (Celine Held) and his equally loyal lieutenant Cassio (Aidan Eastwood-Paticchio), could have happened yesterday...and, well, probably did.
     Set in contemporary times, in modern dress, this production directed by Sasha Bratt, attempts a slight reclamation of Iago with an opening scene in which the soldier, at some point in the recent past, has been captured and waterboarded by the enemy.  This, I assume, is meant to explain his own jealousy of Cassio and even of Othello himself; shouldn't he too be recognized in some way for his heroism, for his service to the state?
     But no matter the ultimate reason for his scheming, Coiner's Iago takes over the play while scaring us with the efficiency of his plot and entertaining us with the deviltry of his wit.  Yes, Othello and Desdemona love one another passionately -- even as things fall apart (the performances of both Foster and Held just get stronger and stronger as the play progresses), and Emilia (Jennifer Polansky) becomes the equal of Iago in all the best ways (in fact, the best scene in the production is the one between the two women in Desdemona's bed chamber), but scene after scene it is Iago that draws, and deserves, our attention.
     That said, I cannot help but admit that I struggled with the adaptation (a fast-paced 2+ hours) because the contemporary setting, and especially the costuming by Erin Kacmarik, resulted in a jumble of conflicting concerns that just did not work for me. 
     The setting for most of the show, as the set design by Christopher Hoyt suggests, is the battlefield lodgings (a.k.a., tents) of Othello and his army.  Now, in Elizabethan times, women, who may have been welcomed on the road with their military husbands, may not have had a lot of casual options in dress, but in the 21st century such choices abound, and I'm pretty sure that no matter how well-to-do, privileged, and/or sheltered Desdemona might be, she wouldn't be wearing the dresses that Ms. Held wears, much less the high heels.  She looks great, but she wouldn't be able to make it to the mess hall in those shoes.  (Indeed, her and Emilia's outfits make the snappy safari ensembles of Ava Gardner and Grace Kelley in Mogambo seem downright practical!) In a completely different vein, Othello wears the same khaki pants and black t-shirt whether he be fresh from a victorious battle in Cyprus or disturbed, in Venice, mid-lovemaking.
     This may seem, at first, like trifling (especially given how much period costuming can cost a company), but, as a result, the contemporary dress made me question Desdemona's willingness to let her husband boss her about, beat her, and eventually... (Yes, I'm well aware that there are women who stay in abusive relationships, but the submissive way Desdemona acts, even after Othello makes it clear of his severe displeasure with her, now rings a bit false.)  Even now, she may not leave him, but the conversation would be decidedly different.
      In the end, perhaps, this is the beauty of Shakespearean drama: making us all consider so much of our experience -- maybe even more than any of us expect.
     Othello opens the fifth main-stage season of the Playhouse and runs through October 20th.

19 September 2013

Of tap dancing and mushroom clearing


Every teacher knows that, while it's great when students learn whatever material they're being taught (i.e., they are able to demonstrate that knowledge/skill by whatever means they are being evaluated), it's a whole lot better when students demonstrate such a familiarity and comfort with the material that they translate their knowledge/skill to a different sphere.  And maybe not even know that they're doing it.

And, of course, these same teachers are often students, too.


So imagine my joy at the realization, while cutting the lawn today, that those rapid foot movements in clearing away the mushrooms growing in the grass were actually exceedingly well executed shuffles.  Sure, no sound (sneakers on grass)...but good, crisp "leg-shaking," nonetheless.

My tap teacher will be so proud.