Olympics Review: What Do We Think So Far?

E: Hurrah, Home Gold!  I honestly didn’t know who to root for between Hannah Kearney and Jenn Heil, so I’m thrilled for Alexandre Bilodeau, even though I could do without all the chatter about his brother Frederick. Quick, let’s get a shot of the handicapped kid in the stands! Do we really have a Pavlovian response to like someone more if they have a hard luck story?  I don’t know, sometimes it seems so calculating on the part of the press that it makes me really uncomfortable.

M: First of all, I’m American, so I knew who to root for there.

E: :P

M: If it’s Canadians against just about anyone else, sure, but not against an American.

E: Normally I’d agree, but the whole home gold thing had me kind of emotional on their behalf.

M: Secondly, your eldest niece has a friend named Hannah Kearney, so how could I not root for her!  As for the schlock with the stories meant to pull on your heart strings, like the handicapped brother, or the shots of Apolo Ohno’s (or do we legally have to call him Apolo Anton Ohno?) dad with a mention every time of him raising Apolo Anton Ohno by himself, and driving something like 500 miles each way, up hill in the snow, just so he could practice.  Stop already.

E: And don’t even get me started on Chris Collinsworth. Leave Lindsay Jacobellis alone, dude!  He is so smarmy.  Go back to football, please, and stay away from the human interest stories.  Honestly, I think it’d all be better without most of the so called human interest drek.  I’m happy for Maelle Ricker, with home gold #2, but I’m so, so sorry for Jacobellis.  No redemption for her, and lots of commentators happy to remind her of it!  I wanted to smack the local reporter who showed film of LJ flailing wildly, trying to land a jump, and suggested that she was “making the same mistake” she’d made four years ago.  Growl.  Four years ago she fell trying to do a celebratory trick on the last hill.  Yesterday she lost her balance in a crowd; in no way were the two failures anything alike.

On the other hand, I am really impressed that Shen and Zhao won pairs skating gold at the ripe old ages of 31 and 36.  In a field where many champions hang up their skates to go to college (I’m talking to you, Sarah Hughes), it’s truly an extraordinary achievement.  Just think of them skating together for 18 years!  I’m not sure how much of that would matter if they weren’t amazing, though.  And hurrah to the end of Russian dominance in pair skating!   It hasn’t always felt deserved (hello, Sale and Pelletier) so it’s nice to see someone else top the podium for the first time in my life.

C: I’m not sure the Chinese are any better – their Olympic Machine is so terrifying.  I mean, these people whose skill we admire are so good because they had what we’d call their basic human rights violated as children.  Yet you can’t argue the fact that S&Z put on a remarkable performance. And they skated to “Who Wants to Live Forever” from the Queen Symphony! That gets serious coolness points.

E: I wonder if it’s a clever joke about their relatively extreme age?

M: As you know, I am not an avid follower of pairs figure skating, except maybe when Will Ferrell is involved, but I was astonished to find out that the Russians had won the past 12 golds.  That’s insane, like John Wooden’s UCLA basketball teams level insane.  One question did come to mind, though.  Obviously, for most of those golds the competitors were representing the Soviet Union, not Russia.  Do we know if they were all actually Russian, and not from any of the other republics which are now separate countries?  Because, I mean, if the pair that won at Lake Placid in 1980 was Ukrainian, and the pair in 1992 at Albertville was Lithuanian, and so on, well, it becomes a little less impressive.  Not unimpressive, mind you, but a little tainted.

E: No clue.  The training system was centralized, I believe, but I’m sure the athletes came from all over.  I think it was more about the system’s capacity for producing champions, more than some sort of genetic superiority.  I get your point, but I don’t see that as tainting – it’s not as if there’s a genetic definition of an American, after all, or something less American about, say, an Alaskan versus a Virginian (or an American with immigrant parents).  Not that we conquered the independent country of Alaska the way the Soviets took over Lithuania, but still, taking skaters from different ethnic groups doesn’t make the Soviet system less dominant.  Not for me, anyway.

Anyway, I really enjoyed Nordic Combined (and was thrilled to see Johnny Spillane break the 86 year medal drought), but wow, snowboard cross might just be my favorite new sport.

M: I fell in love with snowboard cross during the Turin (or in IOC-land, Torino) games, and still think it may be the best addition to the Olympic slate, winter or summer, in my lifetime.

E: Me too, and yes.  It actually seems much less bloodthirsty than short track speedskating, but maybe that’s just because of all the padding.  How many times did we need to see J.R. Celski’s actual blood spurt across the ice, seriously – although that does make me extra happy he won a medal. So I guess I do like some backstory.  Maybe what I prefer is that the backstory have to do with the sport.  I’m cool with the speculation about Lindsey Vonn’s injury, for example (which, woohoo, Lindsey!).

M: The women’s downhill was an awesome train wreck, with some spectacular runs, but more spectacular crashes (often ending with women sliding hundreds of yards before coming to a halt, at times very violently).

E: The best part of that being that no one got hurt badly, so you don’t have to feel guilty about “enjoying” the crashes.

M: Lindsey Vonn using mens skis giving her a huge advantage is really odd, as I would think that at the world cup/Olympic level there wouldn’t be that big a difference between mens and womens skis, but apparently there is, as they said that during the season other women tried to follow her lead but changed back because “they couldn’t handle” the mens skis.  Very odd to me.

E: Indeed.  I don’t even know what to say about that.

C: I’m just done with the skiing.  Show the skating, already!  I wish they didn’t assume we weren’t interested in anyone but the Americans and the likely top three.

E: Well, I’m happy for Shani Davis, but I don’t know if that’s the kind of skating you mean.  And sorry, I can’t help loving the Half-Pipe.  Not to sound too much like a 14 year old boy, but Shaun White’s run was sick.  The air that he got on his straight run!  The level of control!  It’s amazing.  I don’t know if you watched this late (I doubt it) but after his competitors failed to beat his first run, he spent a few minutes on the top of the hill celebrating and deciding if he was going to even bother to make a second run.  He and his coaches were miked, and what I’d like to know is this – why did they not cut away after the first time the coach swore on live tv?  Will NBC get fined for the f-bomb the coach dropped after that?  This is yet another reason why these people ought to be allowed some privacy  – so they can curse from joy if they want to!  White did make an amazing run afterward, though, and scored a 48.4 – almost a perfect 50.  Wow.

M: Shaun White is ridiculous, and on a whole other level than everyone else. As entertaining as the snowboarding stuff is, though, it’s really weird to see Olympic athletes competing in jeans.

E: Were they actually jeans?  That seems so impractical.  I figured they were snow pants designed to look like denim.

I’m excited and more than a bit scared about tonight’s Men’s Long Program.  I can’t help it – I will be so disappointed if Evgeni Plushenko wins.  I’m a big fan of Evan Lysacek, first of all, and I want him to win, but I’m sorry to say I care most about Plushy losing.  I just don’t like his skating, and I hate that his jumps are achieve a machine-like perfection, and I hate that he came back out of retirement just a few months ago, and might be spoiling the chances of so many fantastic skaters.  He likes to play the villain; I’d just rather he went away.  Again.

C: Agreed.  And this time around, I don’t feel he’s dominating the competition in the same way – his short program was technically great, I’m sure, but very flaily and not at all suited to his music choice.

E: Yes!  I hated that – it bore no relation to the music at all!

C: As Dick Button pointed out when Bob Costas interviewed him right after Plushenko’s run, he’s just not a great dancer – the technique is there but not the zest (like Takahashi showed) or the artistry (as Lysacek eminently displayed).

E: Also on the downside – it makes me so sad when people make major mistakes at the Olympics.  Ideally, you’d want everyone to do their best, and be scored fairly, and the best athlete wins.  But when you see Jeremy Abbott and Patrick Chen and Brian Joubert, all of whom are fantastic (and have a musicality that Plushy can’t approach) fall, well, it hurts.

So, who’s up for a family trip to Vancouver?

C: I’m in!  Can we ride with Ellie, Awesome, and Morgan?

TV Review: Past Life – Dead Man Talking

E: I managed to catch the second episode of Fox’s newest supernatural buddy drama.  My dear brother referred to this midseason replacement show as Past Life Whisperer, and his witticism is not without merit.  There’s a decent bit of similarity between the shows, except Ghost Whisperer has some humor and boobies, and Past Life has a bunch of folks with graduate degrees and an alcoholic ex-cop.  Which is to say, Past Life would like you to think that it is Serious Science, except of course it’s not at all.  So if you can look at it like a more supernatural Numb3rs, and that’s your thing, and you don’t miss the humor, you might do okay.

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LOST Review: The Substitute

M: There’s much to get to this week, but before getting into the nitty gritty and the return of the numbers, there’s a thought that’s been forming in my mind since we last discussed, and I apologize, this may take a minute to explain.  Most great works of fiction draw heavily from great works that have gone before them.  LOST is no exception to that, and has drawn from a wide variety of sources, from pop culture favorites such as Star Wars, to less well know fare like Lost Horizon, the movie version of the which was directed by one of the Siblings all time favorite directors, the legendary Frank Capra.  Watching this season I’m beginning to see a link to the most famous of Capra’s films.  Capra, who directed such classics as It Happened One Night, Mr Deeds Goes To Town, Mr Smith Goes to Washington and You Can’t Take It With You, will forever be most famous for the Christmas classic It’s a Wonderful Life.  In that, George Bailey is given an opportunity to see what his home town of Bedford Falls, and the people in his life, would have been like had he never been born.  The vision he sees is a stark and terrible change from the world he knows, and even the name of the town has been changed to Pottersville, after the greedy banker who runs the town (played by Drew Barrymore’s great uncle Lionel Barrymore).  The vision proves to him that no matter how bleak his current circumstances look, his is a wonderful life. Continue reading

ETV: Grey’s Anatomy – Valentine’s Day Massacre

E: Derek and Owen have kidnapped Meredith and Cristina, hoping to take them out to dinner for Valentine’s Day.  Don’t we remember where Cristina and Burke’s failed date went – that they had nothing to say until some guy almost died in the dining room?  Dinner is not what these girls like.  Nice gender role reversal, folks.

Happily for them, the roof collapsed on Seattle’s best fictional romantic restaurant, and there are at least dozen wounded headed to Seattle Grace.   Yay blood and guts, boo Italian food.

This week’s episode offers a buffet of emotions and incidents:  some humor, some romance, some tears, a crazy surgery, surgeries gone wrong, death, life, some growing up and some acting out. The action is spread pretty liberally among the cast, too.  All in all, good stuff.

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Move Review/Oscar Talk: Crazy Heart

E: The name Bad Blake gives you almost all the information you need to know about Jeff Bridges’ character in the movie Crazy Heart.  He’s the sort of musician true fans love; he never hit the big time, but he was the side man for and mentor to a superstar, and those in the know see his genius.  He’s true country, writing bluesy roots with a wisdom belied by his personal choices.  He’s blown it all, though, through five failed marriages and 40 years of hard living. These days he’s on a tour of small towns, playing in bowling alleys and dive bars with local backing bands and a contract that forbid him from running up a tab.  He doesn’t bother practicing, but he always kindly remembers to dedicate songs to local fans.  Bad prides himself on his professionalism; he never misses a show, even if he’s staggering out to empty his stomach in a trashcan during his most famous song.  He drinks himself through the day, and spends his nights with whatever boozy local fan presents herself.

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