Dexter let his conscience (or Harry as his conscience) be his guide, but it was telling him to kill people. It’s an ambiguous thing, the conscience, depending on who owns it. Dexter Morgan is both hero and villain, the grey area of this show is everything. Dexter is doing all the wrong things, but for what he feels are the right reasons.
The world not only accepted a serial killer warmly into their homes, but also embraced him, worried about him, felt his pain. Why? Maybe in some strange way his Dark Passenger made people feel a little safer in a world where bad guys often seem to win, where sometimes the police themselves are the bad guys, and where justice can seem elusive.
No spoilers. I liked the ending of the series. To me, it harkened back to the early days of Dexter. So much has happened, so much has changed and yet in the end, nothing changed.
Michael C. Hall,
James Remar, Desmond Harrington,
Julie Benz, David Zayas, C.S. Lee, Aimee Garcia,Geoff Pierson, Mos Def,
Yvonne Strahovski, Erik King,
John Lithgow, Lauren Vélez,
Keith Carradine, Colin Hanks,
Edward James Olmos, Jimmy Smits, Sean Patrick Flanery, JoBeth Williams,
Peter Weller, Julia Stiles.
I can’t wait to see what Michael C. Hall does next, his acting has changed a lot since his days on Six Feet Under and even the early days of Dexter. As he said to Jon Stewart on The Daily Show, he believes actually playing the part has changed him.
So the world moves on to the next show, the next news story, and we have only blood-splattered memories…
I hope people see the point of Dexter, he’s a representation of what can be done to children, to people if they are not treated with dignity and respect…if they are damaged.
Remember the Monsters?
There are so many things to love:
Two Wild and Crazy Guys,
The Church Lady,
Beep in a Box, Ed Grimley,
Canteen Boy, Spinal Tap,
Mary Katherine Gallagher,
Father Guido Sarducci,
Matt Foley, Goth Talk,
Sarah Palin, Pat,
Sprockets, Wayne’s World,
Larry the Lobster,
Unfrozen Caveman Lawyer,
Mr. Peepers, Weekend Update,
Samurai Tailor, More Cowbell,
Toonces the Driving Cat,
The Last Voyage of the Starship Enterprise,
Chronicles of Narnia (Lazy Sunday) –
I could go on and on, believe me, I could, but there’s a special place in my mind for Mr. Bill.
Mr. Bill is the clay figurine clown created by Walter Williams (sent to SNL as a Super-8 reel as part of SNL’s request for home movies) to parody children’s shows. First aired in 1976, 2 years later Williams became a writer on SNL and yahoo, more Mr. Bill.
As a funny, both strange and amusing side note, Mr. Hands, the man seen only as a pair of hands, but who does most of the damage to poor Mr. Bill was played by Vance DeGeneres, the older brother of Ellen DeGeneres, he was also a correspondent on The Daily Show years ago.
Over the years Mr. Bill has been used to advertise products, as answers in shows, in skits, movies, games, teaching about the environment and in anti-drug campaigns – he pops up everywhere. But always with the same pattern. Things start off well for Mr. Bill and those unfortunate enough to be around him like Sally and Spot. That doesn’t last long. Things go badly for Mr. Bill when Sluggo and Mr. Hands show up. Mr. Bill suffers terrible humiliations that escalate quickly to his ultimate demise with his shrieking in a high-pitched voice, “Ohhhh noooooooooooooo…” . Is it wrong to think it’s funny? Perhaps. Is it funny? Yes. Very much yes.
I was ready to say goodbye to Don Draper.
I would miss his greasy hair and blackened lungs.
I would miss watching the slow destruction of his life.
I was ready to say a groovy goodbye to mini skirts,
pillbox hats and Easy Baked at the office by noon.
I was prepared to let them go, Peggy, Joan, Megan,
Henry, Ted, together until the avocado-colored end.
I was all set to say a plastic farewell à la mode
to Betty with Eugene, Sally and Bobby – how quickly they grow.
I was primed to Etch-A-Sketch a copasetic goodbye.
Knowing Roger would keep having heart attacks but never die.
Goodbye to drinking, smoking, mulah-making masters.
Farewell to the scorecard-needing affairs.
Goodbye to not letting women or minorities get ahead.
Farewell to that big, big hair.
I was ready to say goodbye to those Mad, Mad Men
When AMC pulled a fast one to jerk their skinny tie along,
deciding to bogart seasons until Spring 2014 and Spring 2015.
So now I don’t have to say goodbye, so Aloha Don!
Apparently size does matter and even more so, length. At least with telomeres, an area of repetitive nucleotide sequences at each end of a chromatid, which guards the end of the chromosome from deterioration or from blending with adjacent chromosomes or rearranging.
Scientists, yes, like the ones here in Canada protesting massive cuts and muzzling by our government, those smarties, with education and brains, with all kinds of information, not just rhetoric and ideology, discovered something cool.
Published in The Lancet Oncology, the study suggests that a plant-based diet, moderate exercise, and stress reduction showed an increase in comparative telomere length – so Ponce de León, a few centuries too late for you buddy, but this is the part of chromosomes that affects cell aging.
Think of this as a shoe lace, the telomeres are like the aglet (little plastic piece at the end) that stops it from fraying. Telomeres protect our chromosomes, keeping them secure.
So go out and eat plant-based foods, exercise and yes, because this part is soooooo easy, reduce stress. Look it up and put down that Twinkie!
It’s as though acknowledging Wag The Dog means we have to admit we let our politicians, their cronies and yes men run our countries into the ground and maybe, just maybe we should do something instead of just complaining.
A dark comedy with a magnificent cast to match.
Amazing work by:
Dustin Hoffman, Robert De Niro, Anne Heche, Denis Leary, Willie Nelson, Andrea Martin, Kirsten Dunst, William H. Macy, John Michael Higgins, Suzie Plakson, Woody Harrelson, Michael Belson, Suzanne Cryer, Jason Cottle, David Koechner, Craig T. Nelson (uncredited).
Directed by Barry Levinson.
This is about how politicians and their spin doctors distract the electorate from scandals, poor performance, and sometimes general incompetence.
It’s rather macabre and quite disturbing and sadly, these sorts of things happen too often.
Fav scene is always Kirsten Dunst, an actress portraying an orphan, running holding a bag of Tostitos in front of a blue screen and when you see it later she’s running holding a kitten through the war-torn streets of Albania.
Do we even know what the truth is anymore or just what we’re fed?
I know the truth is out there, but where?
If you haven’t seen this movie you should never watch the news and even then…
OS is for anyone who has ever worked in an office or any job they hate. Viewers recognize the despair, the defeat, the boredom, and can almost smell the regret and unfulfilled dreams in the recycled office air.
Best irritating boss portrayal in the history of movies goes to Gary Cole as Bill Lumbergh.
Best creepy, obsessive (don’t touch his red Swingline stapler), mumbling worker goes to Stephen Root as Milton, actually, Office Space is based on Judge‘s Milton cartoon series.
Ron Livingston is perfection as Peter Gibbons, a discontented computer programmer. Also, Mike Judge as Stan, manager at Chotchkie’s restaurant giving Jennifer Aniston’s character a hard time, as well as David Herman, Ajay Naidu, Diedrich Bader, John C. McGinley.
There are so many fantastic lines and scenes, just see the movie, bask in its ingenious satire.
When the co-workers are having to look up money laundering in the dictionary, that’s when you fully realize how pathetic they truly are.
This movie wasn’t a hit, but it’s so hilarious and showed people Judge was more than just Beavis and Butt-head.