<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732</id><updated>2011-08-08T15:12:51.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fumarama</title><subtitle type='html'>A Blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-5542670888195450355</id><published>2009-08-26T21:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:45:45.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real World</title><summary type='text'>I was listening to the Slate Gabfest the other day, and the usual gab-festers were out and instead gab-festing were three New York Slate editors.  So in honor of their "coup", they dedicated their third segment to DC vs. NY.  Of-course New York won, since they are all from New York and because it is SO CLEARLY the superior city.  As one of their arguments on why DC is so lame is the fact that the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5542670888195450355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=5542670888195450355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/5542670888195450355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/5542670888195450355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2009/08/real-world.html' title='The Real World'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-3049669744921455477</id><published>2008-07-20T16:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:31:05.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More thoughts on Batman</title><summary type='text'>David Edelstein in his review in New York magazine better articulated my thoughts on Batman.  He uses the word sadistic to describe the movie and it is the perfect word that I could not think of yesterday.  Watching it, I felt like somone was torturing me.  This happens a lot when I am watching a really violent or upsetting movie, but there was no release!  (as I mentioned yesterday in my no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3049669744921455477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=3049669744921455477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3049669744921455477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3049669744921455477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-thoughts-on-batman.html' title='More thoughts on Batman'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-6184150874601272204</id><published>2008-07-19T18:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:03:42.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman</title><summary type='text'>God, that was so creepy.  About an hour in, I started thinking about how much I wanted to walk out.  I was not enjoying myself ,I was so terrified, it was like was a horror movie.  But I didn't, I wanted to save face with my friends.  But aren't superhero movies supposed to be fun?  And also, aren't all the characters in Batman supposed to have human alter egos and then they turn into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/6184150874601272204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=6184150874601272204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/6184150874601272204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/6184150874601272204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/07/batman.html' title='Batman'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-6488293156387310648</id><published>2008-05-24T12:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T12:10:40.105-04:00</updated><title type='text'>McCain and TV</title><summary type='text'>McCain's stated favorite tv shows are the Office, Lost, and the Tudors on Showtime.  I thought I would let you know.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/6488293156387310648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=6488293156387310648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/6488293156387310648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/6488293156387310648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/05/mccain-and-tv.html' title='McCain and TV'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-31762464928506104</id><published>2008-05-18T18:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:26:50.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Spotting--Vegas Style</title><summary type='text'>I was in the Venetian all depressed because I just lost all moy money in poker.  I had a king high two card flush, which I lost to a fall house.  Problem is: I totally did not notice the full house on the table.  So I felt extra sad because it was stupid to bet all my money when I should have seen said full house.  And I had tried calling my friends, who were off wandering somewhere, like 6 times</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/31762464928506104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=31762464928506104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/31762464928506104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/31762464928506104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/05/celebrity-spotting-vegas-style.html' title='Celebrity Spotting--Vegas Style'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-425795810727704429</id><published>2008-05-11T21:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:08:42.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>27 dresses</title><summary type='text'>From A.O. Scott's review of 27 dresses:At the beginning of “27 Dresses,” Jane (Katherine Heigl), a serial bridesmaid with an almost pathological devotion to other people’s nuptials, spends a long night shuttling between two weddings. One is in Midtown Manhattan, the other in Brooklyn; one has an upper-crusty, white-bread look, while the other appears to be a Jewish-Hindu intermarriage. But as the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/425795810727704429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=425795810727704429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/425795810727704429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/425795810727704429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/05/27-dresses.html' title='27 dresses'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-4315925738279627327</id><published>2008-05-10T12:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T12:36:53.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Made of Honor</title><summary type='text'>It had a character called Tiny Shorts Guy, who was supposed to be funny, I think, but I could not/still cannot believe that the writers thought this was humor.  It was just a character who was really uncool, nerdy if you will.  His whole thing was that he was really uncool (I can't think of a better word because I think it would give the character more depth than he was given in the movie) so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4315925738279627327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=4315925738279627327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/4315925738279627327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/4315925738279627327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/05/made-of-honor.html' title='Made of Honor'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-7113049019446029325</id><published>2008-05-05T21:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:18:59.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man</title><summary type='text'>The folks I saw the movie with seemed in total agreement that Iron Man is a lesser comic book story, and has nothing on the Batmans, Supermans, and Spidermans of the world.  And I guess they are right about parts of the origination story.  Even though I cannot think of a single other character in the same position, the whole arms dealer who realizes he is responsible for all these deaths and so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7113049019446029325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=7113049019446029325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/7113049019446029325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/7113049019446029325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/05/iron-man.html' title='Iron Man'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-8333800446086935277</id><published>2008-03-23T12:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:55:52.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>General Hospital: the most somber show on television</title><summary type='text'>Things I used to really like about General Hospital:1.  Good Girls.  General Hospital would have these female characters that were "good."  You know nice and kind and easy to get along with.  And all the other characters would like them.  And they would have plot lines like they would fall in and out of love and sometimes they would get sick and lots of people would come in and wish them well.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8333800446086935277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=8333800446086935277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8333800446086935277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8333800446086935277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/03/general-hospital-most-somber-show-on.html' title='General Hospital: the most somber show on television'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-1017882061491265057</id><published>2008-03-01T16:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:12:57.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Next Top Model Cycle 10</title><summary type='text'>The 35 girls are flown to LA or wherever and then Ms. Jay and Mr. Jay walk out and all the girls start screaming, and it is like it is the 60s and they are seeing the Beatles for the first time.  And I am watching and thinking: "you know, they are not that exciting or cool or even famous."  But there the women are, screaming, and my god, you should have seen the orgasmic excitement when Tyra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/1017882061491265057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=1017882061491265057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/1017882061491265057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/1017882061491265057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/03/americas-next-top-model-cycle-10.html' title='America&apos;s Next Top Model Cycle 10'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-2347163493836532719</id><published>2008-01-12T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T09:56:33.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Savages</title><summary type='text'>The friend I saw the movie with put it this way: "you know how some movies the trailers make you think it is going to be funny sad, but then the real movie is sad with the five funny lines they put in the trailer."  Yes, I do know that experience and it was the experience of watching the Savages.  I am not saying the movie was bad exactly.  It was very realistic.  The characters talked and acted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2347163493836532719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=2347163493836532719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/2347163493836532719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/2347163493836532719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/01/savages.html' title='The Savages'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-8045747020841913371</id><published>2008-01-06T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:53:53.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Lights</title><summary type='text'>So I had not watched Friday Night Lights as the episodes came out even thought I have been raving about the show and telling everyone who would listen that it was the best show ever.  I am not sure why, I think I was afraid that I was going to get attached all over again and then NBC was going to take it away from me.  Fear of abandonment really.  Regardless of the reason, I made a poor tv choice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8045747020841913371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=8045747020841913371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8045747020841913371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8045747020841913371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday-night-lights.html' title='Friday Night Lights'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-3061444656865262687</id><published>2007-12-25T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T13:27:34.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie Wilson's War (spoilers)</title><summary type='text'>The movie is basically about how a Texas congressman, a Houston socialite, and a CIA agent get together to supply the Afghan mujahedeen with weapons to defeat the Soviets in the 1980s.  The three protagonists succeed in doing just that, and then we get a scene in which we see two Russian helicopters pilots talking crudely (first about how they are hunting Afghans and then about women and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3061444656865262687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=3061444656865262687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3061444656865262687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3061444656865262687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/12/charlie-wilsons-war-spoilers.html' title='Charlie Wilson&apos;s War (spoilers)'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-656214759866207569</id><published>2007-12-19T22:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T22:45:32.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I have hated about this season of Heroes</title><summary type='text'>1.  They did not tell us the superpower of Hiro's dad, or Nathan and Peter's parents, or the woman who invented the virus.  I am a big proponent (the only proponent I know) of the theory that if a piece of fiction/entertainment is not going to give all the answers, it has to surpass a certain threshold of quality.  So for example, I have never seen the Sopranos but theoretically, a show like the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/656214759866207569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=656214759866207569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/656214759866207569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/656214759866207569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-i-have-hated-about-this-season.html' title='Things I have hated about this season of Heroes'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-5435940534744240289</id><published>2007-12-19T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:04:57.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Juno</title><summary type='text'>I loved it.Update 12/25: I still love it but I want to ask: why would a couple as rich and super as Jeniffer Garner and Jason Bateman advertise for a child in the pennysavers?  I mean I know this method proved effective but wouldn't they have some super rich people way of going about it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5435940534744240289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=5435940534744240289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/5435940534744240289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/5435940534744240289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/12/juno.html' title='Juno'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-2779445433204715671</id><published>2007-12-16T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:23:21.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted</title><summary type='text'>I loved like the first 10 minutes.  It was a very funny send up of the whole Disney movie thing.  There is this pretty maiden who lives in a tree.  She has lovely dreams about true love's kiss and then wakes up and sings about it to her cartoon animal friends.  There is a cartoon chipmunk as well as birds and deer who all help her. Giselle is  this innocent maiden who lived with her cartoon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2779445433204715671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=2779445433204715671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/2779445433204715671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/2779445433204715671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/12/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-9191760289587291184</id><published>2007-12-15T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:36:17.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>American Gangster</title><summary type='text'>American Gangster is not a good enough movie for Russell Crowe to look all shlubby. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the movie.  And I know that theoretically it is supposed to be oscar bait, but it reminded me of a movie like the Inside Man, an well-executed, entertaining movie about cops and robbers but ultimately not much more.  Which gets me back to my original point.  I am all for actors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/9191760289587291184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=9191760289587291184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/9191760289587291184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/9191760289587291184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/12/american-gangster.html' title='American Gangster'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-8038525404229022692</id><published>2007-08-04T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:39:14.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gilmore Girls: teaching girls everywhere to make bad graduation speeches</title><summary type='text'>I just rewatched the episode of Gilmore Girls in which Rory graduates from Chilton. As valedictorian she gets to make a speech. The speech starts out with a stupid preamble about how they thought this day would never come in (complete with a laugh track for that line). Then she launches into how she lives in two worlds, the world of books and the world of her family and friends, and then she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8038525404229022692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=8038525404229022692&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8038525404229022692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8038525404229022692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/08/gilmore-girls-teaching-girls-everywhere.html' title='Gilmore Girls: teaching girls everywhere to make bad graduation speeches'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-3821939614673834043</id><published>2007-08-02T17:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:06:48.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicole Ritchie could be cool</title><summary type='text'>I spent part of my morning watching clips online from Nicole Ritchie's GMA interview.  (like this one on Gawker).  She is great.  Not only does she look amazing but she is really poised and not dumb.  So I thought "good.  Now she can go back to whatever she was doing."  But then...um...I realized.  Is it possible that Nicole Ritchie is only famous for being Paris Hilton's BFF?  Her fame is just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3821939614673834043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=3821939614673834043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3821939614673834043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3821939614673834043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/08/nicole-ritchie-could-be-cool.html' title='Nicole Ritchie could be cool'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-8513211877304602119</id><published>2007-08-01T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T16:27:31.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter -- BE WARNED.  I SPOIL THE BOOK</title><summary type='text'>The book after the point they get captured by snatchers and brought to the Malfoy's Manor was great. And the first hundred pages until and including the ministary break in that was pretty good too. But there is that whole section in the middle that I actually found really hard to get through.The book turned into a certain kind of book that I can't handle, usually the imprisonment book. I read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8513211877304602119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=8513211877304602119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8513211877304602119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8513211877304602119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/08/harry-potter-be-warned-i-spoil-book.html' title='Harry Potter -- BE WARNED.  I SPOIL THE BOOK'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-8515016456016299236</id><published>2007-07-30T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T16:55:36.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Reservations</title><summary type='text'>Ever since I heard about this movie I have been wondering, if the movie came about because a bunch of suits sat around a room and where like what is in now?  cooking.  Which is how they decided to build a rom com around cooking.  And then they continued in thier seats and were like, you know what else is in?  Taking movies from other countries and remaking them in English.  And so came about No </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8515016456016299236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=8515016456016299236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8515016456016299236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8515016456016299236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-reservations.html' title='No Reservations'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-2101386180720254267</id><published>2007-07-30T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T12:50:57.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda Peet!</title><summary type='text'>I have had another celebrity-spotting.  This one included speaking.I was on an Amtrak to DC when Amanda Peet asked me to switch seats so that she, her mother, and her baby could all sit in one set of seats.  I obliged (this was before I realized who it was).  And then I looked up and realized who it was.  She is tiny.  At first I thought she was a teenage mother, it was only on seeing her face (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2101386180720254267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=2101386180720254267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/2101386180720254267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/2101386180720254267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/amanda-peet.html' title='Amanda Peet!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-989145471855686500</id><published>2007-07-21T23:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T13:43:57.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Judd Apatow and all the famous people I have seen in New York</title><summary type='text'>I believe I may have celebrity-spotted Judd Apatow, a week ago (Thursday July 19) in the Jamba Juice on Houston and Mercer. I am not entirely sure it was him. I think it was him because his hair and beard were much like they are in the picture at this url.http://i.imdb.com/Photos/Events/4325/JuddApatow_Grani_7280943_400.jpg. Which is to say he had dark longish hair and a beard. He walked in with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/989145471855686500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=989145471855686500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/989145471855686500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/989145471855686500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-believe-i-may-have-celebrity-spotted.html' title='Judd Apatow and all the famous people I have seen in New York'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-8383652217895386311</id><published>2007-07-07T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:54:23.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Earth</title><summary type='text'>I spent all day watching Live Earth (while studying for the bar). Rravo had it on all day. And in between the performances that they selected to show they had celebrities doing 30 second spots about what you can do to "join the movement" (turn off the lights when leaving the room! recycle!). Each of these ads and every commercial break ended with the letters SOS and then the two Ss would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8383652217895386311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=8383652217895386311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8383652217895386311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8383652217895386311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/live-earth.html' title='Live Earth'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-736436130771721092</id><published>2007-07-04T20:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:22:52.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Scooter, won't you be the person Paris isn't?</title><summary type='text'>Do you think maybe now that Scooter Libby barely escaped going to jail he will go out and advocate for more merciful prison sentences? A.  I know this is about politics, a Fumarama no no, but it so nicely parallels my thoughts on Paris HiltonB.  Even if he could do it, would he have any credibility at this point?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/736436130771721092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=736436130771721092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/736436130771721092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/736436130771721092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-scooter-wont-you-be-person-paris.html' title='Oh Scooter, won&apos;t you be the person Paris isn&apos;t?'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-4400440043013353492</id><published>2007-07-03T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T16:47:50.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Studio 60 part II</title><summary type='text'>Back in college when i loved the West Wing, and my biggest dream was to be a character in Aaron Sorkin's imagination, I remember having a discussion with my roommate on how it has always struck me as a little disconcerting that so many of my favorite tv shows are written by committee. I thought the West Wing model was better, one genius sitting in a room producing brilliant stories and writing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4400440043013353492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=4400440043013353492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/4400440043013353492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/4400440043013353492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/studio-60-part-ii.html' title='Studio 60 part II'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-7585443139180990705</id><published>2007-07-02T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:18:49.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Hilton</title><summary type='text'>Now that Paris Hilton is a changed person I keep hoping that she will do something really interesting like advocate for better mental health services in jail, or start an offender reentry program, or at least give money to an organization that advocates for a fairer criminal justice system. Of-course, none of this is happening, she is taking on the easy causes. You know Paris now likes children </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7585443139180990705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=7585443139180990705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/7585443139180990705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/7585443139180990705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/07/paris-hilton.html' title='Paris Hilton'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-9050832072627990908</id><published>2007-06-10T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T00:33:41.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up studio 60 fan</title><summary type='text'>This is a from an article about about Aaron Sorkin in January.Last week, several dozen members of the press, on a field trip from the Television Critics Association press tour in Pasadena, got a look inside the thought process of the man behind the show, Aaron Sorkin.The end result of Sorkin’s hourlong aria to the critics clustered around the giant oval desk in the “Studio 60” writers’ room? I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/9050832072627990908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=9050832072627990908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/9050832072627990908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/9050832072627990908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/06/shut-up-studio-60-fan.html' title='Shut up studio 60 fan'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-4024575596383998124</id><published>2007-06-03T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T16:39:49.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knocked Up</title><summary type='text'>This review by Ann Hornaday in the Washington Post pretty much captures my feelings about the movie.She basically says that it is a great, funny movie, but that it is hard to believe the central romance of the movie. She gives her reasons very eloquently and so there is no reason for me to repeat them here. But I want to add something. She is too old for him! We are not given Alison's age in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4024575596383998124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=4024575596383998124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/4024575596383998124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/4024575596383998124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/06/knocked-up.html' title='Knocked Up'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-2965673146254806199</id><published>2007-05-20T18:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:35:37.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristin Chenoweth on Ugly Betty</title><summary type='text'>Kristin Chenoweth was on the season finale of Ugly Betty as a dental hygenist obsessed with romantic comedies. I am not entirely fluent with Kristin Chenoweth's body of work, but it seems to me that Ugly Betty's campy humor is where her skills lie. She is most famous for Broadway musicals, a genre in which campy humor reigns supreme.This is another reason why Studio 60 (now cancelled) was such a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/2965673146254806199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=2965673146254806199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/2965673146254806199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/2965673146254806199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/kristin-chenoweth-on-ugly-betty.html' title='Kristin Chenoweth on Ugly Betty'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-5841920734258682272</id><published>2007-05-16T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:59:57.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Borat = SNL Skit 1970s</title><summary type='text'>I was at the Museum of Television and Radio today and watched one of those Steve Martin on SNL retrospectives.  Among the skits shown was one with Dan Aykroyd called "Two Wild and Crazy Brothers" about the Festrunk brothers, a pair of horny, clueless brothers from Czechoslavakia.  Why has there not been more comments about how similar the characters in this skit are to Borat?  I mean they have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/5841920734258682272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=5841920734258682272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/5841920734258682272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/5841920734258682272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/borat-snl-skit-1970s.html' title='Borat = SNL Skit 1970s'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-8367941307569573658</id><published>2007-05-16T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T10:35:17.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger than Fiction</title><summary type='text'>There is a problem with visual entertainment about "great writers."  If said brilliant writer is going to share her writing, the writing does indeed have to be brilliant.  I can't remember which episode exactly, but I remember at some point is the college episodes of Dawson's Creek, Joey now wanted to be a writer (she wanted to be an artist first, remember?  I wish the show had stuck with that), </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/8367941307569573658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=8367941307569573658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8367941307569573658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/8367941307569573658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/stranger-than-fiction.html' title='Stranger than Fiction'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-3746360776056729573</id><published>2007-05-13T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T12:24:43.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Borat</title><summary type='text'>Hypothetically, say I had a friend who did not really like Borat, would you consider that person a total sourpuss?  Everyone I know saw it in the theater, and everyone just raved and raved about it.  These are people whose tastes I respect.  Even my parents liked it.  I was just very surprised when the dvd ended and I was kind of like "oh."I had this conversation with a classmate. (former </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3746360776056729573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=3746360776056729573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3746360776056729573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3746360776056729573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/05/borat.html' title='Borat'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-437731896751650864</id><published>2007-04-25T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T13:21:38.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O'Reilly Wins!</title><summary type='text'>So I have been watching snippets of O'Reilly because it is on in Cosi whenever I get my salad.  And I found myself shocked by the show, not so much the fact that it is conservative, the bubble I live in is not that small, but the priorities in the show's agenda.  So at least twice, his main topic of conversation was Rosie O'Donnell.  And this is like 5 days apart.  And I am standing there pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/437731896751650864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=437731896751650864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/437731896751650864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/437731896751650864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/04/oreilly-wins.html' title='O&apos;Reilly Wins!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-7797554194858684863</id><published>2007-03-29T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T08:36:31.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TV with Bill Clinton</title><summary type='text'>I thought this was awesome. It was on women's wear daily dot com. I don't usually visit this website, but i was sent there by the WaPo's Celebritology.TABLOID GLARE: Twenty-first-century Americans may have an unquenchable thirst for the latest celebrity dish. But former president Bill Clinton is not among them. "I think there's something wrong with modern culture if Britney Spears — who I happen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/7797554194858684863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=7797554194858684863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/7797554194858684863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/7797554194858684863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/tv-with-bill-clinton.html' title='TV with Bill Clinton'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-3285749095390043674</id><published>2007-03-14T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:28:06.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and Lyrics: advice to Rob Lowe</title><summary type='text'>Hugh Grant is awesome. Watching a Hugh Grant movie is like one of those recurring SNL sketches, where you take the same character and put him in different situations. Awkward, funny british guy attends four weddings and then a funeral, awkward british guy falls in love with a famous actress, awkward British guy as new prime minister of England, and now awkward british guy as aging 80s pop singer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/3285749095390043674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=3285749095390043674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3285749095390043674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/3285749095390043674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-and-lyrics-advice-to-rob-lowe.html' title='Music and Lyrics: advice to Rob Lowe'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-4105094754216800927</id><published>2007-03-04T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T23:44:46.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The problem of the pop culture phenomenon</title><summary type='text'>why I don't watch Lost.Well, I did not watch Lost from the beginning because it was my first year of law school and I did not think I should take on new shows plus I found Alias (also a JJ Abrams show) with its million unresolved questions and torture scenes really frustrating. Plus, there was supposed to be a monster and monsters are scary. But of-course Lost then became this huge show that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/4105094754216800927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=4105094754216800927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/4105094754216800927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/4105094754216800927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/03/problem-of-social-phenomenon.html' title='The problem of the pop culture phenomenon'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-117121253157943688</id><published>2007-02-11T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:31:45.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamgirls</title><summary type='text'>there are spoilers, you have been warned.First of all, what people have been saying is totally true, Jennifer Hudson is amazing. I was all teary eyed listening to her sing, and that never happens to me. (granted I am kind of sick and emotional, but still).Second of all, if you are considering going to see this movie, go see it now while it is still in the theater. The movie is a spectacle, that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/117121253157943688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=117121253157943688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/117121253157943688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/117121253157943688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/dreamgirls.html' title='Dreamgirls'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-117052395823758708</id><published>2007-02-03T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T12:32:38.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Sunshine</title><summary type='text'>It is like they took every quirky indie comedy cliche and put it into a bowl and mixed it.  (the academic into an obscure author, the precocious kid, the grandparent who behaves inappropriately, the strange mode of transportation, the wierd teenager who is really into something retro).  That is how Eric summed up the movie the day after I saw it.  (obscure author was Eric's term, I was not sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/117052395823758708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=117052395823758708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/117052395823758708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/117052395823758708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/02/little-miss-sunshine.html' title='Little Miss Sunshine'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116999561782207340</id><published>2007-01-28T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:36:00.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pan's Labyrinth</title><summary type='text'>In her top ten movies of the year story, Manohla Dargis wrote the following sentence: David Lynch's ''Inland Empire'' isn't for the faint of heart or lazy of thought, notably those for whom moviegoing is simply a more socially acceptable version of sucking on a pacifier. She was saying this about a specific movie and Pan's Labyrinth was not in her top ten movies. But ever since, i have seen the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116999561782207340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116999561782207340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116999561782207340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116999561782207340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/pans-labyrinth.html' title='Pan&apos;s Labyrinth'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116975380649845062</id><published>2007-01-25T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T14:36:55.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and the Geek</title><summary type='text'>John Atkinson of Chiasm recently linked to my blog from his own.  It was incredibly nice of him.  And if you like music, energy issues, non-mainstream worldwide news, or boys from Northern New Jersey, this is the blog for you.  He did express disappointment that I don't blog on either of the shows he watches, Lost or Beauty and the Geek.  While it is true that I do not watch Lost, I have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116975380649845062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116975380649845062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116975380649845062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116975380649845062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/beauty-and-geek.html' title='Beauty and the Geek'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116931946468750517</id><published>2007-01-20T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:50:15.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspending Disbelief</title><summary type='text'>So when it first came out that that T.R. Knight (George on Grey's Anatomy) and Neil Patrick Harris (Doogie Houser) were gay, there were several articles wondering whether we (society) have reached the point where we have no problem watching actors that we know are gay as romantic figures. You know, were the days of a Rock Hudson having to hide his sexuality to be a romantic hero over?I think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116931946468750517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116931946468750517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116931946468750517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116931946468750517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/suspending-disbelief.html' title='Suspending Disbelief'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116890807201913491</id><published>2007-01-15T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:12:55.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Globe Diary</title><summary type='text'>7:22pm: why is it ok for Ryan Seacrest to oogle all the female actresses? He actually stared at Katherine Heigel's ass as she left her interview with him. On camera. Is sexism the new black?7:40pm: Seacrest asks Jolie and Pitt if all the media attention bothers them. Angelina can barely tolerate him. Is he kidding?  Has he forgotten who he is?  He hosts an entertainment news show on an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116890807201913491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116890807201913491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116890807201913491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116890807201913491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/golden-globe-diary.html' title='Golden Globe Diary'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116813562479648814</id><published>2007-01-06T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T21:09:03.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Cloud has a silver lining?</title><summary type='text'>This is from a week in review article in the Times about Ugly Betty and exporting the telenova to the United States:But South American veterans of the telenovela industry suggest the genre may have a North American future, after all. The growing income gap in the United States reminds them of their own societies, they say, and it may assure an appetite for feel-good stories about social </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116813562479648814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116813562479648814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116813562479648814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116813562479648814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/every-cloud-has-silver-lining.html' title='Every Cloud has a silver lining?'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116803029508173379</id><published>2007-01-05T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T15:51:35.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But at Least Ryan Won't End Up with Marissa...</title><summary type='text'>Just when I proclaim that the OC is good again, Fox cancels it.  At first I was bummed.  Even though I was skeptical that the show's improvement would last, I am going to miss those Newport Beach-ers.  They are just so shiny.  And their surroundings too.  But then I considered sitting through a Taylor/Ryan break-up and then Ryan trying to save another girl, and Julie committing another crime, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116803029508173379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116803029508173379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116803029508173379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116803029508173379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/but-at-least-ryan-wont-end-up-with.html' title='But at Least Ryan Won&apos;t End Up with Marissa...'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116775933240271322</id><published>2007-01-02T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:35:32.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure plus Shark</title><summary type='text'>So remember how I promised that I would review every new fictional show of the new television season...yeah, I totally did not do that.  I made a good faith effort to do so, but believe it or not, I reached my television breaking point.  I could not make myself watch Men in Trees.  It is wierd cause that is totally my kind of show, woman centered dramedy with a long will they or won't they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116775933240271322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116775933240271322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116775933240271322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116775933240271322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2007/01/failure-plus-shark.html' title='Failure plus Shark'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116734571758736588</id><published>2006-12-28T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:46:55.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Queen</title><summary type='text'>I am inclined to like the Queen. (i guess I am not willing to say that I definitely like her because I don't really know all that much about her. I did, however, read her wikipedia entry.)To be perfectly honest, I am not entirely sure what people have against her. Sure, it may offend our values that some people are born into positions of leadership rather than earn them. But no one is really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116734571758736588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116734571758736588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116734571758736588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116734571758736588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/12/queen.html' title='The Queen'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116727874025810027</id><published>2006-12-27T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T23:05:40.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Shepherd</title><summary type='text'>After I read The Crying of Lot 49, I became increasingly intrigued by the fact that Pynchon did no publicity for his books and no one really knew where he lived or what he looked liked.  People thought he might live on the Upper West Side.  I lived on the Upper West Side, Morningside Heights to be exact, but still.  Pynchon could be any guy I passed on the street.  He could be the wierd guy in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116727874025810027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116727874025810027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116727874025810027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116727874025810027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-shepherd.html' title='The Good Shepherd'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116718943312176723</id><published>2006-12-26T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:17:13.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The OC</title><summary type='text'>It is good.  Seriously.  I mean it is not quite season 1 level, but in the past few episodes, it has evolved into a flawed but enjoyable dramedy, say Dawson's Creek before the college years.  (sure Dawson's could be painfully lame at times, but it was also totally great). The evolution is thanks almost entirely to the character of Taylor Townsend.  She is awesome, and totally the anti-Marissa.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116718943312176723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116718943312176723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116718943312176723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116718943312176723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/12/oc.html' title='The OC'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116510063662230586</id><published>2006-12-02T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:11:20.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I should hide under a rock and stop engaging with the world</title><summary type='text'>From the TV column:Disney, which is about to release Mel "[expletive] Jews . . . are responsible for all the wars in the world" Gibson's new flick "Apocalypto," must have been thrilled to learn that despite (or, more likely, because of) Michael Richards's recent racist rant at a comedy club, sales of the "Seinfeld" seventh-season DVD have shot up 75 percent over Seasons 5 and 6.So much for Jesse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116510063662230586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116510063662230586&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116510063662230586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116510063662230586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/12/maybe-i-should-hide-under-rock-and.html' title='Maybe I should hide under a rock and stop engaging with the world'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116485939542323113</id><published>2006-11-29T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:03:15.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Veronica Mars Mystery</title><summary type='text'>If you are reading this, and don't watch the show.  Do not read on.  Instead, drop whatever you are doing and go rent the dvds and watch this show.  You will thank me. I explained in an earlier post that i like who done its, because I want to know who did it.  But there is another side to my enjoyment for who done its, with the exception of movies like Fight Club and The Usual Suspects, the big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116485939542323113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116485939542323113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116485939542323113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116485939542323113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/veronica-mars-mystery.html' title='Veronica Mars Mystery'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116485822482244595</id><published>2006-11-29T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:43:44.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i want the top model to have a chance</title><summary type='text'>I know that getting upset that the contestants on America's Next Top Model do not actually become top models is like getting upset that there is no Santa Claus...but I would like to think that they are at least trying.  And so needless to say, I get really upset when they kick of 18 year olds and leave in 23 year olds.  I mean i know that you have to be a teenager these days to be a model, but 18</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116485822482244595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116485822482244595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116485822482244595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116485822482244595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-top-model-to-have-chance.html' title='i want the top model to have a chance'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116296567243452424</id><published>2006-11-07T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:03:18.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Election Day Diary</title><summary type='text'>11-06: decide that I am not going to vote this year. it does not matter anyway. I live in New York City9:00am: go to class. Election day excitement begins to set in.9:30am: still in class, decide I kind of want to vote12:10pm: realize that I have no idea where I am supposed to vote. You see I moved in the fall of 2004 and never changed my address. Is it against the law to vote in a neighborhood I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116296567243452424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116296567243452424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116296567243452424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116296567243452424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/election-day-diary.html' title='Election Day Diary'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116286297522937394</id><published>2006-11-06T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:29:35.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Volver</title><summary type='text'>My mind when the credits hit at the end of Volver: "fuck, shit, oh wow."  In other words, I found the movie mind blowing.  There is not a scene or a character that i can point to that I find particularly compelling.    There are parts of the movie I even disliked, but the whole thing was so intense and emotional and bizzare and colorful, skip whatever else you were going to see especially if that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116286297522937394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116286297522937394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116286297522937394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116286297522937394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/11/volver.html' title='Volver'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116188687561006598</id><published>2006-10-26T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:21:15.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, Madonna is now too good for the media of the rest of society</title><summary type='text'>From the the TV column on Oprah's interview with Madonna. "I was just asking the audience whether this merits headline news with all the other real atrocities going on in the world and all of this attention being focused on you," Oprah continued. Grievously, she never revealed the studio audience's answer. "When did you realize that it's becoming this big of a deal?"Madonna patiently explained </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116188687561006598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116188687561006598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116188687561006598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116188687561006598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/yes-madonna-is-now-too-good-for-media.html' title='yes, Madonna is now too good for the media of the rest of society'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116137950588613615</id><published>2006-10-20T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T17:25:05.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Rock</title><summary type='text'>That was refreshing.  I only say that because for the past 4 weeks I have been weighed down by the heavy-handedness and pretentiousness of Studio 60.  I am yet to write on Studio 60 because it has been too upsetting to me how little I like the show.  But 30 Rock is just a show about a show.  The show within the show does not claim to be a groundbreaking television show, and none of the writers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116137950588613615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116137950588613615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116137950588613615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116137950588613615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/30-rock.html' title='30 Rock'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116070162614651188</id><published>2006-10-12T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T21:07:06.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Departed with spoilers</title><summary type='text'>ok, so if i was Will (Leonardo Dicaprio), when Matt Damon brought me into the police station, I would have just taken the money and my identity and left and gone and lived my life, perhaps convincing the pretty shrink to come with me.  Even after i found out that Matt Damon was the rat, I still would have done the same.  There are two possible reasons for Leo DiCaprio to try and bring Matt Damon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116070162614651188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116070162614651188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116070162614651188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116070162614651188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/departed-with-spoilers.html' title='Departed with spoilers'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116051899839535619</id><published>2006-10-10T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T18:36:04.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes, the Nine</title><summary type='text'>So I watched what was the third episode of heroes last night. So when I first heard of heroes last spring, for some reason I thought it was going to be a whimsical show about these folks who find out they have superpowers and how they learn to adjust to society and form relationships and stuff like that. I had no reason to believe this, I think I just imagined the show I actually wanted on tv. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116051899839535619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116051899839535619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116051899839535619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116051899839535619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/heroes-nine.html' title='Heroes, the Nine'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-116041340094979708</id><published>2006-10-09T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:03:20.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Season--Friday Night Lights</title><summary type='text'>I love sports movies.  I love the way there is a clear climax where all the drama can be worked out in single scene.  And I love the scene itself, because sports are so physical, and the climax is the physical manifistation of all that has happened in the story.  It is also kind of like the final confrontation in a thriller but minus the violence, and violence in not my thing.  (I saw the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/116041340094979708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=116041340094979708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116041340094979708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/116041340094979708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-season-friday-night-lights.html' title='New Season--Friday Night Lights'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115979996991400093</id><published>2006-10-02T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:39:29.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Season -- Brothers and Sisters.</title><summary type='text'>It was alright.  I mean really just alright.  But the characters just fell kind of flat for me or something.  They are all sad...but not just sad, since sad can make for great drama, but also kind of overly serious and lifeless.  All their problems are kind of typical and predictible.  The whole show lacks a sort of energy that makes television the escapist entertainment that it is supposed to be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115979996991400093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115979996991400093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115979996991400093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115979996991400093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-season-brothers-and-sisters.html' title='New Season -- Brothers and Sisters.'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115956477409074539</id><published>2006-09-29T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T17:19:34.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly is the New Beautiful!</title><summary type='text'>So I watched the series premiere of Ugly Betty last night, and I found the first show of the season that I am actually excited about.  It was really really sweet and moving and funny.  And it was so knowingly campy and over the top that it was totally awesome.  It reminded me a little of my reaction to the first episode of the OC: "This show is so absurd but oh my god, I love it."  This all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115956477409074539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115956477409074539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115956477409074539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115956477409074539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/ugly-is-new-beautiful.html' title='Ugly is the New Beautiful!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115904813522431795</id><published>2006-09-23T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T17:48:55.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Season -- Six Degrees</title><summary type='text'>So I really did not think I would like this show.  Tom Shales hated it.  The whole ode to New York aspect of it annoyed me.  I am so over New York.  I am never really jumped on the JJ Abrams bandwagon.  I am not a Lost watcher, but I never could really get into either Felicity or Alias.  Thursday at 10, I decided to watch Shark instead.  But then I found that ABC allows you to watch full episodes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115904813522431795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115904813522431795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115904813522431795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115904813522431795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-season-six-degrees.html' title='New Season -- Six Degrees'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115875557097100562</id><published>2006-09-20T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T08:32:50.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shows that make you go Eh</title><summary type='text'>As I am doing this whole watch every new show and write about it project, I finding that a lot of these shows don't have any affect on my whatsoever, I leave them and just sort of shrug.  I guess that whole sitting there for an hour and never thinking about it or anything related to that hour again is why people think of tv as this passive, mind-numbing experience.  (although you can do the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115875557097100562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115875557097100562&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115875557097100562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115875557097100562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/shows-that-make-you-go-eh.html' title='Shows that make you go Eh'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115850687045463997</id><published>2006-09-17T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T11:27:50.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Season -- Happy Hour</title><summary type='text'>I watched the first episode of this new sitcom on Thursday, and I waited until now to write something because...well, I have absolutely nothing to say.  The show left very little of an impression.  I remember the acting not being particularly good.  Anyway, I imagine Fox will forget about it by the time baseball comes around anyway.But starting tomorrow: Season Premiere Week!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115850687045463997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115850687045463997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115850687045463997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115850687045463997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-season-happy-hour.html' title='New Season -- Happy Hour'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115820179810797283</id><published>2006-09-13T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:43:18.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutual Appreciation</title><summary type='text'>A couple of months ago I criticized Devil Wears Prada for featuring dialogue between the protagonist and her friends that was painful in how little it sounded like real people.  So to offer a contrast... if you want to see a ridiculously accurate depiction of how 20-somethings in New York talk, go see this movie.   (well, not how I talk, but still).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115820179810797283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115820179810797283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115820179810797283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115820179810797283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/mutual-appreciation.html' title='Mutual Appreciation'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115818549793488950</id><published>2006-09-13T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T09:23:37.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Standoff--Episode 2</title><summary type='text'>So I know I said I was not going to watch this show again, but it was on while I was making dinner....I stand by my assessment of the show from last week. The topic of the show is heartbreaking, and not in a cathartic, or thought-provoking way, just very sad. So this week, we have the story of an air traffic controller who one day messes up and causes a plane to crash and the death of 150 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115818549793488950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115818549793488950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115818549793488950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115818549793488950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/standoff-episode-2.html' title='Standoff--Episode 2'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115781978263340225</id><published>2006-09-09T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:36:22.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Television Season -- Justice</title><summary type='text'>So trying to keep up with all new tv is hard, so sometimes I cannot quite make it home for the first episode of a tv show, and I have yet to set up my vcr, it is all very stressful.  The point is that i missed the first episode of Justice and had to watch the second instead.Anyway, this show is about a law firm that defends very rich people accused of murder.  It moves fast.  The dialouge is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115781978263340225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115781978263340225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115781978263340225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115781978263340225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-television-season-justice.html' title='New Television Season -- Justice'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115752237438869234</id><published>2006-09-06T01:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:01:06.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Television Season--Standoff</title><summary type='text'>So Standoff, Ron Livingston and a gal are hostage negotiators and also they have been sleeping together. That is the plot. To me, it actually sounds pretty promising. Sadly, the two leads have no chemistry and so it does not quite work. But who knows, maybe they will develop it in the next few episodes, and then this has the potential to be a reasonably good show. It is on the same time at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115752237438869234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115752237438869234&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115752237438869234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115752237438869234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-television-season-standoff.html' title='New Television Season--Standoff'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115730436006235781</id><published>2006-09-03T12:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:14:54.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Illusionist</title><summary type='text'>I won't spoil this movie for you. The plot is not all that great so it is not even worth spoiling.But what makes this movie worth your $10.75, or if you are lucky enough to live elsewhere like 9 bucks, is Ed Norton. It is not that he is good looking, I mean he is, but it is that he is fucking mesmerizing. Every moment he was on screen I could not take my eyes off him. The last time i felt this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115730436006235781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115730436006235781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115730436006235781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115730436006235781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/09/illusionist.html' title='The Illusionist'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115633858324623494</id><published>2006-08-23T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T09:09:43.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Television Season -- Vanished</title><summary type='text'>Here is one of my problems with television criticism: the critics have to judge a show for a readers based only on one or (maybe two episodes). And I think that one of the great things about tv is that it is this ever evolving story, and so a show may take a while to find its groove. You see that even with popular shows, critics were a lot more excited about Entourage the second as opposed to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115633858324623494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115633858324623494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115633858324623494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115633858324623494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-television-season-vanished.html' title='The New Television Season -- Vanished'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115566323597118588</id><published>2006-08-15T12:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:11:12.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scoop</title><summary type='text'>At the end of Anything Else, (which I have not seen but read several reviews for) Woody Allen's character advises the young Woody Allen Surrigate to go take a job in LA. Many reviewers took this as a sign that Woody Allen could no longer find any inspiration in the City in which he made all his movies. For example, A.O. Scott of the New York Times (my first source of movie reviews, before i move </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115566323597118588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115566323597118588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115566323597118588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115566323597118588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/08/scoop.html' title='Scoop'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115549025901057664</id><published>2006-08-13T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T13:30:59.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Up</title><summary type='text'>I have a very high tolerance for the lame.  Very very high.  And despite that, this movie got so awfully, painfully corny at points that I burst out laughing at the most pivotal moments.  And it was not good laughter.  It was that awkward laughter where you find yourself embarrassed both to be sitting there watching this movie and for the actors and filmmakers for making something so bad.  They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115549025901057664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115549025901057664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115549025901057664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115549025901057664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/08/step-up.html' title='Step Up'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115487121801783548</id><published>2006-08-06T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T19:23:29.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I Hate About You</title><summary type='text'>I just saw the last half an hour of 10 Things I Hate About You again.  God, I love that movie.  But this time around, I really felt like I got a preview of Heath Ledger's Oscar Worthy performance in Brokeback Mountain.  I mean you know the scene where Julia Stiles reads the poem about all the things she hates about him.  He looks so tortured.  I could totally see a proto-Ennis Del Mar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115487121801783548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115487121801783548&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115487121801783548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115487121801783548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/08/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 Things I Hate About You'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115487117947356596</id><published>2006-08-06T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T09:32:59.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality TV is real, sort of.</title><summary type='text'>I was in San Diego a couple of weeks ago, and sitting next to me at the restaurant was this (possible) couple.  The woman was very tan and she was wearing a shirt that showed 40% of her breasts, which I am pretty sure were tan too.  The guy was on his cell phone the entire meal.  He was telling a story about a woman who tried to commit suicide and how she ruined an apartment in the process, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115487117947356596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115487117947356596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115487117947356596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115487117947356596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/08/reality-tv-is-real-sort-of.html' title='Reality TV is real, sort of.'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115327485701779361</id><published>2006-07-18T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T09:17:19.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Women</title><summary type='text'>There were three beloved books of my pre-teen/early teen years. Pride and Prejudice, Little Women, and Anne of Green Gables.This past year, Keira Knightly has already played the heroine of one of these books. This past weekend, when my parents took me to see Little Women - the musical, I became convinced she should play a second heroine, namely Jo. You see, the actress who played Jo in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115327485701779361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115327485701779361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115327485701779361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115327485701779361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/07/little-women.html' title='Little Women'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115327415989415114</id><published>2006-07-18T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:55:59.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman</title><summary type='text'>So you know how sometimes you don't really like a movie, but then you keep having to explain why you don't like it, and the need to justify yourself makes your negative feelings towards the movie increase tenfold....Well, Superman = LONGEST. MOVIE. EVER. It was 2.5 hours long.  It is not that the movie had no redeeming qualities.  Some of the shots were really cool.  But anything that has only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115327415989415114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115327415989415114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115327415989415114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115327415989415114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/07/superman.html' title='Superman'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115204624906411422</id><published>2006-07-04T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:50:49.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Wears Prada</title><summary type='text'>It was good.  Go see it in the theater.  There are lots of pretty clothes.  I am sure you can see them better on the big screen. So I have one comment to make about this movie.  Afterward, I complained that it annoyed me that she and her friends did not actually sound like real people when they talk to eachother.  And Shawn said "well, it is not like they talk like real people on Dawson's Creek."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115204624906411422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115204624906411422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115204624906411422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115204624906411422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/07/devil-wears-prada.html' title='The Devil Wears Prada'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-115204511958221907</id><published>2006-07-04T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:31:59.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Touch This</title><summary type='text'>No internet access at home = less blogging.Anyway, about a week and a half ago I went to a MC Hammer Concert (actually it was an LL Cool J concert, but MC was playing) and it was the stragest feeling in the world. When I came here in 1990, all them kids in Philly were listening to MC Hammer.  And I, of-course, awkwardly pretended to like him, when I really didn't.  But you know, MC Hammer was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/115204511958221907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=115204511958221907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115204511958221907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/115204511958221907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/07/cant-touch-this.html' title='Can&apos;t Touch This'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114956430450846766</id><published>2006-06-05T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T23:25:04.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breakup</title><summary type='text'>I saw the Breakup this weekend.  I really felt that i had to.  I mean I saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith last summer, the movie that broke Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt up, and brought Pitt and Angelina Jolie together in Namibian baby birthing bliss.  And I spent the whole movie looking for sparks between Pitt and Jolie, and totally saw them, mostly cause they are both so beautiful.  Well, I felt that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114956430450846766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114956430450846766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114956430450846766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114956430450846766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/06/breakup.html' title='The Breakup'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114875821694666289</id><published>2006-05-27T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:43:10.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Men</title><summary type='text'>Fair Warning: If you have not seen the movie yet, don't read this...So if i were ever to get into a comic book, i think it would  be X-Men.  I really like that it is this whole society with family-like relationships and love triangles, it is a soap opera, plus super heroism, which I also dig.  I don't remember the first two movies however, but unlike batman and superman, and spiderman, these guys</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114875821694666289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114875821694666289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114875821694666289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114875821694666289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/05/x-men.html' title='X-Men'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114815566196071587</id><published>2006-05-20T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T18:45:04.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr</title><summary type='text'>In Sunday's Style Section of the New York Times:http://www.nytimes.com/2006/05/21/fashion/sundaystyles/21Television.htmlRead the article, and then insert male names and replace television with like college basketball. And seriously, it could be the exact same article. Except the New York Times would never publish such a patronizing article about men and their sports!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114815566196071587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114815566196071587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114815566196071587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114815566196071587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/05/grrr.html' title='Grrr'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114808612853680603</id><published>2006-05-19T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T20:48:48.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing off Characters</title><summary type='text'>From Shonda Rhimes, in the Grey Writer's weblog, which I absolutely adore:On Meredith and Derek getting back together:"I can’t promise you anything because, like I said earlier, the characters are alive for me and thus, I can’t make them do anything against their will.  But my fingers and toes are crossed for the Mer/Der love…"On Killing off Denny:"Look, I honestly have nothing to say for myself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114808612853680603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114808612853680603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114808612853680603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114808612853680603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/05/killing-off-characters.html' title='Killing off Characters'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114782279941349842</id><published>2006-05-16T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:39:59.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick It</title><summary type='text'>Well, for all my anticipation for Stick it, I have to say it is not a classic.However, I still think it is totally movie theater worthy, can I have a middle ground in my ratings between seeing it in the theater and renting it on video, perhaps if you are in a town that is not New York that has second run movie theaters, perhaps with some beer and food, then you absolutely have to see Stick It, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114782279941349842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114782279941349842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114782279941349842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114782279941349842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/05/stick-it.html' title='Stick It'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114765732538364514</id><published>2006-05-14T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T15:19:30.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Are Not Sending Toby to Jail!</title><summary type='text'>A couple of thoughts from the series finale of the West Wing:1. You know, I have always felt that John Wells is not a bad writer. He wrote much of early ER and I remember thinking that was just great. And so I would like to mention that while I am sad that Aaron Sorkin did not write the episode, I still thought it was compelling. And yes, I cried. quite a bit.2. However, in case you missed it or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114765732538364514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114765732538364514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114765732538364514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114765732538364514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/05/they-are-not-sending-toby-to-jail.html' title='They Are Not Sending Toby to Jail!'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114748199055941678</id><published>2006-05-12T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T20:59:50.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On a More Personal Note</title><summary type='text'>So I made two rules for myself when restarting this blog.1.  never write about politics2.  never write about myself.Well, I am going to break #2 briefly to note that today i must get rid of my tv.  It is 16 years old.  For the past couple of months the picture has been kind of fuzzy.  But mostly it is really heavy and now that i basically have to lift everything on my own, I just cannot manage to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114748199055941678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114748199055941678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114748199055941678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114748199055941678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-more-personal-note.html' title='On a More Personal Note'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114719664825006468</id><published>2006-05-09T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T13:44:08.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They are sending Toby to Jail</title><summary type='text'>Wow, so I am really risking turning my little blog into just commentary on the West Wing.  And I totally don't mean to do that, especially since I don't even think of the West Wing as one of my top must watch shows.  But at least this is better than me turning this into a blog about how much I now I hate the OC.  (I saw Thank You For Smoking, and Adam Brody is a one trick pony and the trick has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114719664825006468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114719664825006468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114719664825006468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114719664825006468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/05/they-are-sending-toby-to-jail.html' title='They are sending Toby to Jail'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114530944144873837</id><published>2006-04-17T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T17:32:37.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leo's Goodbye</title><summary type='text'>So I was a bit disappointed by the Leo's funeral episode. I mean it was fine as an episode. But I was really only watching it because I wanted a tribute episode to Leo and John Spencer (Finals, I should not be watching tv shows unless I really really love them). I guess creatively I suppose it is better to move the plot forward rather than sit around having a tribute. But an episode filled with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114530944144873837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114530944144873837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114530944144873837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114530944144873837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/04/leos-goodbye.html' title='Leo&apos;s Goodbye'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114511394486726583</id><published>2006-04-15T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T11:12:24.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibly My New Favorite Movie.</title><summary type='text'>This from Pop Candy is absolutely hilarious:Miramax Films has inked a deal with Elton John's Rocket Pictures to develop Gnomeo and Juliet. The movie is exactly what it sounds like: a new take on the Shakespeare play "set in the world of tacky garden gnomes." Think it couldn't get any more bizarre? Kate Winslet is set to star, and John will be contributing music to the soundtrack.It even inspired </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114511394486726583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114511394486726583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114511394486726583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114511394486726583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/04/possibly-my-new-favorite-movie.html' title='Possibly My New Favorite Movie.'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114497676692335608</id><published>2006-04-13T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T21:06:06.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved By The Bell was Totally Accurate, Yo.</title><summary type='text'>When I was 10, my favorite show was Saved By The Bell.  But the one thing that got to me about the show was that there was no congruity  in dress between characters in a given scene.  So like Slater would be in a leather jacket and Lisa would be in a short little skirt and sandals.  And 10 year old me was like if it is warm enough for Lisa to wear a tiny little skirt, how isn't Slater really hot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114497676692335608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114497676692335608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114497676692335608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114497676692335608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/04/saved-by-bell-was-totally-accurate-yo.html' title='Saved By The Bell was Totally Accurate, Yo.'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114463305440187676</id><published>2006-04-09T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:37:34.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching the West Wing Again</title><summary type='text'>So I've started watching the West Wing again....and if I can forget what it once was, and think of it as a brand new piece of tv, it is actually pretty good.  I mean the characters are likeable and the whole political campaign story was pretty compelling, and I cared enough about the what was going on to be genuinely excited that Santos won.Also, this campaign was a lot better paced than the one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114463305440187676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114463305440187676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114463305440187676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114463305440187676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/04/watching-west-wing-again.html' title='Watching the West Wing Again'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114442047021428924</id><published>2006-04-07T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T10:34:30.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Illogical OC Episode Ever</title><summary type='text'>So I am still entertained by the OC, but now I sort of see it as watching animals in a zoo, it is diverting, but there is no coherent story lines there.  Actually, maybe the animals are more coherent, so maybe my anology was terrible.  But really, this show cannot keep the ongoing coherent story lines of say Americas Next Top Model. Anyway, major questions from last night's episode:Why would they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114442047021428924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114442047021428924&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114442047021428924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114442047021428924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/04/most-illogical-oc-episode-ever.html' title='The Most Illogical OC Episode Ever'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114341247954791981</id><published>2006-03-26T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:43:15.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's the Man</title><summary type='text'>ok, so i lied a tiny bit in my Failure to Launch post. Not really lied, but in my attempt not to go on and on pointlessly, did not present my point as well as I could. It is true that I am annoyed that many critics treat all television as being equal, when it really isn't, but there are places one can go good differentiation between shows, for example, tv gal. However, my point remains valid when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114341247954791981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114341247954791981&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114341247954791981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114341247954791981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/shes-man.html' title='She&apos;s the Man'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114334922656550143</id><published>2006-03-25T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T00:00:26.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst News Ever, and possibly bad news but mostly confusing news.</title><summary type='text'>On yesterday's Washington Post TV chat with Lisa de Moraes, I read the following two items:New York, N.Y.: Posting for my niece in Va., who is in school -- Is Everwood coming back next year?Lisa de Moraes: Are you one of those middle aged people who hate to admit they love WB series, or are you the nicest parent ever? "Everwood" is on the fence, I'm sorry to report. It's in the list of shows "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114334922656550143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114334922656550143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114334922656550143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114334922656550143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/worst-news-ever-and-possibly-bad-news.html' title='The Worst News Ever, and possibly bad news but mostly confusing news.'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114324269980259490</id><published>2006-03-24T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:30:12.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real World</title><summary type='text'>I have a childhood friend named Jamie. Her closest friend is a girl named Flo. Flo's little brother, Martin, has a girlfriend named Svetlana who is on the current, Key West season of the show. This is the closest I have ever come to knowing someone on reality TV. It may seem like a pretty tenuous connection, but let me put it differently, i know Jamie and Flo, Jamie and Flo know Svetlana. Morever</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114324269980259490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114324269980259490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114324269980259490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114324269980259490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/real-world.html' title='The Real World'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114245769276246889</id><published>2006-03-15T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:21:32.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seth Rogen</title><summary type='text'>So after a little more research I discovered I was right about Seth Rogen being Jewish, but more interesting, someone sat on wikipedia and made a list of Jewish Canadians.  Huh?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114245769276246889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114245769276246889&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114245769276246889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114245769276246889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/seth-rogen.html' title='Seth Rogen'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114237475893733406</id><published>2006-03-14T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T17:19:18.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a few more notes from Portland</title><summary type='text'>I saw a movie preview for this new movie called stick it.  It is from the producers of Bring it On and it is about a girl who gets into some sort of trouble with the law and then is forced back into the world of competitive gymnasitcs which she has shunned for some reason that is not clear from the preview.  I am so fucking excited. Watched again the final few episodes of season 2 of the West </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114237475893733406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114237475893733406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114237475893733406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114237475893733406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/few-more-notes-from-portland.html' title='a few more notes from Portland'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114237415403179322</id><published>2006-03-14T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T17:35:12.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure to Launch</title><summary type='text'>Well, Oscar season is over and back to my usual fair of romantic comedies...Well, I saw Failure to Launch this weekend. I did not want to see it. But god, this is a dead time of year movie-wise. Our (Christine and Mine) only choices were Failure to Launch, a bunch of horror movies, or aquamarine, about a teen mermaid stuck in a pool. Well, we might have been better off with Aquamarine because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114237415403179322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114237415403179322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114237415403179322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114237415403179322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/failure-to-launch.html' title='Failure to Launch'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114170370128724495</id><published>2006-03-06T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:55:01.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Was this worth it?</title><summary type='text'>A question no one has actually posed to me, but that my whole blog begs:So was it worth it to watch all these oscar movies on the hopes that oscar night would be somewhat less boring? Well, I think oscar night was a little less boring for me than it was for other people.  As for whether it was worth it, I am pretty busy with law school stuff right now, let me reflect and get back to you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114170370128724495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114170370128724495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114170370128724495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114170370128724495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/was-this-worth-it.html' title='Was this worth it?'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114170354377033242</id><published>2006-03-06T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:56:33.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously</title><summary type='text'>Seriously, Crash? Seriously.I know yesterday I put Crash as my number 2 movie and talked about how it is brave to talk about race even if you do it poorly, blah blah blah. But that is before I though Crash had an actual shot at winning. Seriously, it is terriblly made movie. Now forget for a sec, how much better Brokeback was. Capote -- much better movie. Good Night and Good Luck -- a better made</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114170354377033242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114170354377033242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114170354377033242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114170354377033242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/seriously.html' title='Seriously'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6177732.post-114157773176729476</id><published>2006-03-05T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T11:55:31.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Should Win -- Best Picture</title><summary type='text'>Everything I read keeps tell me that the Oscars are not really about art or the best movies.  (for an example, check out David Edelstein at his new home in New York Magazine.)  Instead, the oscars are more like a pop cultural moment.  Thus, I think the best picture winner should not be the best made movie of the 5 nominees (maybe that is what director is for, who knows) but rather for the movie </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/feeds/114157773176729476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6177732&amp;postID=114157773176729476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114157773176729476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6177732/posts/default/114157773176729476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fumarama.blogspot.com/2006/03/should-win-best-picture.html' title='Should Win -- Best Picture'/><author><name>Julia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02182969763784898373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
