Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Zach Comes Out And The Winner Is Unleished


Well, it's over for another year - and not a moment too soon. After last night's ridiculously-drawn-out finale, I almost haven't got the strength to carry on writing this rubbish. (I'm only forcing myself to get through this for the two of you who're still reading these recaps - the one of you who skims for rude words like "bum", and the other one who actually leaves a comment agreeing or disagreeing with my views on the Housemates in question. You guys are my muse.)

But back to the point: Eventually, and by only the slightest of margins (51% to 49%, allowing for a 3% margin of error, haha), Aleisha Cowcher was declared the winner of Australian Big Brother 2007.

Woop-de-doo.

I can't say I was terribly pleased with the result (partly because of how long it took to actually reach it), but as I've stated before, I think Travis would have made better use of the prize money. It's all well-and-good that Aleisha has become the second female to win the show in Australia, but as that record had already been set by Dead-Head Reggie in 2003, I was rather hoping we'd be able to witness a new record being set last night - and a double one, at that. Zach would have been the first gay Housemate to win, and, more importantly (because one's sexual preference shouldn't matter - which is not the same thing as it not mattering), the first Intruder to win. That's where he would have been most impressive, because it would have been a testament to his likeability, that he was a good enough bloke to not only be accepted by the other Housemates who repeatedly had the opportunity to nominate him for eviction, but also by the general population of the country, who had the ability to vote him out whenever they so wished.


Zach was a fan favourite ...
but not a favourite of enough fans.


Ah, what am I saying - that's exactly what happened anyway. Zach got right to the end and was barely pipped at the post, so the boy has everything to be proud of. The fact that this country is still 51% full of homophobic morons is not his fault.

But like I said, Aleisha's not a bad choice for winner of the show - she was entertaining enough and certainly brought us her fair share of laughs. She was ditsy, but not dumb; blonde, but not an airhead; a girly-girl, but not vain and insipid. She wasn't mean, like Emma. She wasn't odd, like Rebecca. She wasn't a bully, like Michelle. She wasn't crazy, like TJ. She wasn't someone I went to uni with, like Kate. She definitely had her moments of delusion - thinking the sun shone out of Emma and that she was simply misunderstood was not one of her most endearing qualities - but those incidents were few and far between. She was a delightful little bubble of laughter and light ... and I don't think I could have sounded more patronising there if I'd tried. But anyway ...


Winners are grinners.


Good luck cashing THAT cheque, girl!


Aleisha shows her horror at being
kissed by her Mum on live TV.


It's been touched on elsewhere already, but it has to be said: That BB Panto was the biggest waste of time ever! And according to the online rumours, Bodie was beside himself with fury that he had to "act" his bit with TJ - and also be interviewed with her by Gretel. And speaking of Bodie and Gretel, that rubber-chicken-hurling incident in the closing moments of the show was WITHOUT A DOUBT the best moment in Big Brother 2007 all-up. If you don't know what I'm talking about, SHAME ON YOU FOR MISSING IT!!

One of the props from the BB Panto was a rubber chicken (I don't really remember how it was relevant, and it's probably best if you don't ask questions and ruin the flow of the story, thank you very much). For some reason (remember, no questions, please) Bodie kept hold of the rubber chicken for the rest of the show, cavorting with it and waving it over his head at the audience. Then, when all the Housemates were gathered on the stage and we were finally about to welcome Aleisha and Zach onto the stage, Bodie (in whatever passes for his wisdom) decided to throw the rubber chicken from where he was standing at the back of the stage towards the audience.

Now, I'm not sure if he was aiming for the crowd, or if what unfolded was precisely what he intended to happen, but when the rubber chicken sconed Gretel in the back of the head and she reacted in such anger and obvious pain, discomfort and embarrassment, he froze in place in shock. Whether he wanted to savour the moment or he was genuinely startled by the precision aim (intentional or no) of his chicken toss, he went down in BB history as one my all-time heroes.

Let that be a lesson to you, Gretel. If you continue to come back and host the show, next year it'll be a porcelain turtle, and it'll aimed at your nose.

Last year it was turkey-slapping. This year it was chicken-tossing. What'll it be in 2008? My money's on pheasant-plucking.


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Monday, July 30, 2007

Ex-O


Last night Billy and Travis were evicted from the Big Brother House. Boring Billy’s eviction didn’t surprise me too much, but frankly I thought Travis was in there for the long haul.

I’m happy enough for both Aleisha and Zach to still be in there (particularly Zach), but thought it would have been better if Billy had been evicted alongside Aleisha (awwwwww), and Zach was left to run the hours down with his new hetero bestie, Trucker Travo.

But really – as long as Billy’s gone, any of the others could win this thing and I’d be happy enough (but that doesn’t mean I won’t be voting for my favourite tonight: Zach).

Still, back to the boys …

Billy had a remarkable run in the House, for someone who was pretty much entirely unremarkable. He started out as Hayley’s ex, and played a great part in the first week of the show. Then he was summarily forgotten by BB, and allowed to ‘float’ in his non-Housemate status for a few weeks, and yet was not evicted, until he was finally granted Housemate status and allowed to stay.

By this point, Billy had started getting friendly with Aleisha, and as the weeks went on, their romance (of sorts) blossomed (of sorts). The pair became inseparable, and the voting public clearly liked having a romance in the House – for it meant that they were both ultimately safe until the final throes of the show.


Billy, with the girly-man hair.


Billy was also interesting in that he and Andrew seemed to develop a genuine friendship in the House, even though they were effectively ‘spit brothers’, as Andrew is Hayley’s current flame. But that didn’t appear to bother either of them (nor Hayley, it must be said), and the two guys got along like a house on fire. Which would be fine, because Andrew’s a fireman.

Moving on to Travis, this love-him-or-hate-him husband and father was undoubtedly the most ‘ocker’ contestant we’ve ever had on the show; even more so than stupid airhead Reggie Bird, who won $25,000 on series three and blew it all within a couple of months (with nothing to show for it at the end, the moronic idiot). Trav’s imitable way of adding ‘o’ to end of most words or shortening them to his own version of slang or nicknames (sometimes utilising common nicknames or rhyming slang, but sometimes coming up with his own mystifying style of calling things by anything other than their actual name.

‘Bummos’ is one of my least favourite examples. It’s what he calls eggs, because they come out of a chicken’s bum (a startling mishmash of facts if ever I heard one). The idea that the Housemates all had a lengthy debate about exactly where on a chicken’s anatomy the eggs were produced, and if they’d all hatch into baby chicks if left in the hen’s nest was simply mind-boggling. But enough of their stupidity.


Travo came thirdo ...
and that's goodo-nough for meo.


I liked Travis, and I made no bones about it. I certainly don’t believe that he was “putting it on” – clearly the lad hasn’t got the intelligence for that (some people will see controversy and conspiracy wherever they look for it), but he was obviously a very genuine and caring bloke with a wife and son he adores and a heart as big as his ludicrously-sized pectorals.

He would have made better use of the prize money, had he won it, but that’s clearly not going to happen.

Will the eventual winner throw the money away on beer and Skittles like Reggie did? Only time will tell ...


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Sunday, July 29, 2007

Lucky Grills - RIP



Last night a one of a kind Australian entertainer was lost to us. The oddly-named Leo 'Lucky' Grills was an actor, an author, a musician, and even (more recently) a comedian.




He played the title role in the 1976 police series Bluey, although he was far better known to younger audiences as Detective Sergeant Bargearse, from the dubbed Bluey footage screened for comical effect in the 1993 season of The Late Show.








I grabbed this from some news site somewhere online:

“Fellow entertainer Danny McMaster has told Macquarie radio in Sydney the 79-year-old was still performing happily yesterday. He says Grills died in his sleep last night.”

(Hey, I may not be credited my source correctly, but at least I’m not passing it off as my own work!)









I wonder who farted ...



Grills will be sorely missed; particularly by those of us who were used to seeing him chase down criminals who’d stolen his doughnuts, singing love songs to young nymphettes he’s somehow managed to get up to his apartment, or simply farting his way out of an elevator - all using Tony Martin’s voice.









Lucky Grills:
26th May, 1928 — 27th July, 2007.



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Thursday, July 26, 2007

Thank The Lord For Your Presence # 23


Wow, what a show!! I don’t think anyone could have watched last night’s episode of Thank God You’re Here (TGYH) without agreeing wholeheartedly with the final decision, as to the night’s winner. Where does Shaun Micallef get his speed from, and how much does he pay per barrel?!!

A more hilarious scene I don’t know that I’ve seen, and it’s further proof that he’s one of the show’s best-ever celebrity guests. In fact, this show was just MADE for Shaun Micallef, Frank Woodley, Matthew Newton (pre-woman-bashing), Hamish Blake and Josh Lawson. But I’m getting ahead of myself (and somewhat off-track). Let’s start at the beginning …

The four celebrity guests in last night’s show were comedians and radio hosts Tony Martin and Shaun Micallef, former Full Frontal disaster Julia Morris, and American stand-up comic Eddie Ifft. I had no idea who Eddie Ifft was, but apart from a striking resemblance to US comedian / puppeteer David Strassman (famous for his creations, Ted E Bear the shy but lovable teddy bear, and Chuck the evil wooden puppet), he didn’t look at all familiar. Which says I’m hanging out in all the wrong places, because apparently he’s coming been on tours to Australia for years. And it’s my loss, because I thought he was brilliant. (But there I go again, with the “getting ahead of myself” thing.)

Tony was the first to strut his stuff, and although he sometimes looks uncomfortable and ill-at-ease on the TGYH soundstage, he nevertheless always manages to come up with some pearlers. It turned out that he was the director of a stage musical based on the life of Sir Donald Bradman (called “The Don”), which was a cruel stunt for the Working Dog team to pull on Tony, seeing they know only too well that he has absolutely no knowledge of cricket whatsoever (and neither do I - I felt particularly bad for Tony when this fact was revealed after the hooter, because I imagined my friends doing the same thing to me and knew I’d find it very difficult to say anything even remotely amusing if I was struggling to vaguely remember any cricketing terms I’d once heard somewhere to make it all sound relevant). However, Tony did well as always. Before even entering the scene, he and host Shane Bourne discussed his likeness to the title character in the “Where’s Wally?” - or "Where's Waldo?", depending on where you live in the world - books (“You’ve found me!”), which is familiar territory to anyone who’s heard his radio shows, seen his stand up, or remembers The Late Show on the ABC from the early 90s. After walking through the door, he told us he was ordered to make a musical based on the life of ‘Sir Don’ by the Prime Minister, and said that this was a show for the Big Brother audience; tests had shown that sitting around a house doing nothing of interest for close to three months, ‘possibly cutting the odd fart’, was apparently what the kids want these days. He also said that his musical was unconventional, in the sense that it’s actually quite good (as a lover of theatre, allow me just to say “Ouch!” at this point). When asked who he’d cast to play Sir Donald Bradman, he initially told us it was Channel Nine presenter Karl Stefanovic, but it turned out to be a young Asian actor with lots of enthusiasm and a strong accent (“I‘m just thinking of the Asian market”), whereas Mrs Bradman was being played by Nikki Webster (who, it must be said, was either in a very unflattering wardrobe, or else seems to have put on a fair bit of weight recently … and let me just assure you that there was no ‘wardrobe’ on the puffy cheeks and double chin … “Ouch!” again!). When asked why he’d cast Ms Webster in the role, he replied that he thought someone who’d done the occasional cover shoot for Zoo Weekly magazine had what it takes to play the part. Nikki then launched into her pre-determined lines, which unfortunately took us back over the same ground Tony had already covered. (But what’s a girl to do? Another bikini shoot? Yes, most likely When she loses some weight, anyway.) Tony answered Nikki’s question about spending Act Two in a bikini by saying that the Zoo people were investing in the musical. We were then treated to a mini-performance of one of the musical numbers (thankfully we were spared Tony being forced to join in), which ended with the dancers simulating their own deaths by choking. Now, I’m no cricket genius, as I explained earlier, but even I realised this was a reference to Donald Bradman “choking” before he reached his 100 run average milestone, instead finishing up with a 99.94 average or something like that. But, when questioned about the move, Tony attributed it to a statement about Mururoa Atoll at the time. He then finally managed to get a cricket joke in on the final siren; he said the actors then launch into twelve hours of cricket, and clarified that it’s a “one day musical”. The two pre-recorded segments this week were a dog food commercial (there we are again with the TV-themed concepts on TGYH), and a press conference for a sportsperson announcing their retirement. In the dog food commercial, Tony was asked what he’s noticed about his dog’s coat since he started feeding him the new brand, and he replied that it’s more fashionable now. He also said that the ‘Pro’ version of the product was compatible with his printer, and his one word to summarise the dog food was: “Brown. It’s browner than other dog foods.” In the press conference, he said he decided to retire when those pictures of him were leaked on the Internet, and that he’s now being used as a ballast on Sea Patrol. Good thing he wasn’t sharing this episode with Sea Patrol star Josh Lawson; otherwise that comment may have gone down a little poorly (although I’m sure not really). His sponsorship deal mostly involves him turning up at nightclubs, stumbling about, and punching out a cabbie. When a young red-headed child we escorted into the room by two women, he said he wished to deny that Captain James Hewitt was the father of his son. The group scene, which consisted of our four celebrity guests being berated over their awful performance on a cruise ship, included Tony as a ventriloquist - complete with wooden dummy. He was asked why his lips moved when the dummy ‘spoke’, and Tony replied that his agent worked that out, and that it was contractual.

Eddie Ifft (strange surname; funny guy) was the second cab off the rank last night, and he arrived on stage dressed as a cowboy. I thought it might have been funnier (and possibly more nerve-wracking for Eddie; in a good way) if he hadn’t been dressed up in what pretty much amounts to native costume for an American, on his first time on the show … but whatever. As a country and western singer being interviewed on a (shock horror!) TV show, he entered the stage and shot his fingers like guns at the audience as part of his cheesy greeting. He was asked how he is, and as he reached for the mug in front of him, he replied, “Good, if this is whisky!” The interviewer said that he picked up some pretty unusual awards, and Eddie added, “and a bad case of something ‘down there’.” When the interviewer then said something about his hats, Eddie snapped, “Them’s fightin’ words!” (I think he was just waiting for somewhere to say this line, because it didn’t fit the context at all, but deferred the question wonderfully - so well played, Eddie!) He was shown a picture of himself with Dolly Parton, and was asked about the childhood dream he’d managed to fulfil the day he met her … and Eddie just chuckled evilly to himself (he didn’t have to say anything; we all knew perfectly well what he was thinking). When asked why he’d decided to include bagpipes in his music, Eddie answered, “Dunno - somebody slipped me a mickey or one of those acid things, and the next thing I know I was thinking, ‘This needs a little bit of Scotland!’”. He was guilty of taking his horse up to the 14th floor of a hotel, and when his mugshot was shown (which intentionally looked awful), he laughing reminisced that “that was a good night!” He admitted that he went to rehab for the hot women (“Hello Paris Hilton!”), and has learned one thing throughout his career: “Don’t come on these dumb talk shows”. Eddie had clearly done his ‘research’ (or perhaps it showed when this episode was filmed), because when asked his favourite thing about Australia, he replied, “The Qantas flight attendants - oooh, they’ll meet you in the toilets!” When ‘Jamie’ - a good fan of his who was on crutches after a serious car accident - was brought out to join him on the couch, Eddie said he was going to have Jamie at his next concert, and bring him up on the stage with him so he could: “… admit to the public that you were the one driving!” In the dog food commercial, Eddie said his dog no longer wears braces, and that the chunkiness of the dog food meant that … actually, to be honest I can’t remember what I meant by the notes I made about this bit. I’ve written “gotta come out, gotta get a good grab on it”, and I remember the audience groaning in amused disgust, so I presume it had something to do with dog vomit or defecation, although neither thought is bringing back the lost memory of what this joke was. Anyone who can remember should please set me straight in the comments. In the press conference segment, Eddie said the highlight of his career was the threesome he once had, while the lowlight was the twosome. He said he intended to go on Pole-Dancing With The Stars, and when the red-haired kid was escorted into the room by the two young women, Eddie introduced them as: “… the threesome I told you about”. (So very wrong, but so perfectly self-referential.) As the cruise performers, Eddie was cast as the comedian who spent half an hour reciting a monologue about his divorce (“If you knew her, you’d laugh”), and had sprayed the audience with capsicum spray (and also threatened to do the same to his employers during this dressing-down). I thought Eddie did a great job and may have benefited from seeing the short-lived US version. Or maybe he saw the Aussie version, seeing he’s visited our shores so often. His stand-up experience could only have helped, as well. I hope he’ll be around long enough (or back soon enough) for a return visit or two!

Julia was up next, and she was a pleasant surprise, in that she wasn’t as painful to watch as I’ve historicall found her stand-up to be. Entering the scene with her arms full of shopping bags, it was easy to see she was playing the part of an over-spending shopaholic wife. While most of Julia’s replies were very funny, where she really shone was in her e’er-so-casual remarks designed to put off answering a direct question or comment from her ‘husband’, as played by ensemble cast member Daniel Cordeaux. His opening line, “Thank God you’re here - I missed you,” was flippantly batted away with her almost-distracted agreement, “Why wouldn’t you”. Similarly, when he told her they had a problem and asked if she knew what it was, she countered with a vague, “Is it the big thing or the little thing?” But by far most impressive in this vain, was when Daniel asked if she knew who he’d gotten a call from, and she answered with the brilliant, “Yeah, no, tell me everything”. Having forgotten to bring home the milk and bread she’d originally set out for, apparently (“I think I left it in one of the stores”), she was happy to admit she had “issues”. Her husband had received an 18-page credit card statement, which Julia explained away by saying the credit card company’d had printer problems. When he said, “Let’s go through it,” she countered with an excited, “D’you wannoo? D’you wannoo?” Some of her purchases were beyond bizarre, including a cigar humidor for her husband, a non-smoker (“No, but when you [take up smoking], they’ll be humid”), and children’s clothes although they have no kids (she held them up against her and said, “They fitted in the shop”). Her therapist had told her she had “Fat Lady Syndrome”, and to meditate, but Julia said, “I haven’t got the time; there’s too much to shop for!” In the dog food commercial, she assured us that the brand in question was tasty, because she’d never make her dogs eat anything she wouldn’t eat. I only wrote down one word from her press conference segment, and it was “lesbian”. I don’t even think it related to a particularly funny comment, either. In the group scene, Julia was dressed up like a peacock-inspired dancing girl, whose feathery headdress fell to the floor when she tried to move a little too energetically (i.e. not much at all). She was a stripper with a twist - the twist being that she started to take her clothes off no one wanted to see it. All things considered, it was a great effort from Julia - particularly in her individual scene, and I wouldn’t be loathe to seeing her return.

And now we come to Shaun. Brilliant, amazing Shaun. Shaun of the World. Shaun of the Dance. Shaun of the Dead. Shaun, who can do the impossible. Shaun, who can do no wrong. Shaun, to whom I would gladly father a child. Words cannot adequately describe the exceptional job Shaun did with his individual scene … but here are an awful lot of them anyway … To start with, Shaun was clearly feeling somewhat mischievous, because as Shane shook his hand to wish him good luck, Shaun grabbed it and tried to pull him through the door with him. This friendly tug-o-war continued for ten to fifteen seconds, with the audience cheering them on and (just like us at home) no doubt wishing Shaun would win the tussle, just to see what Shane did about it. When Shaun finally let go of Shane, the basket the former was holding to take through the door with him got caught on the handle. After a few attempts at freeing the basket, Shane finally reached around the wall and handed it directly to Shaun (much to the delight and amusement of the audience). And all this before the scene had even begun! When Shane found himself in a forest picnic setting where a few baskets had already been set up, he exclaimed “I didn’t need it anyway!” and promptly threw the basket to the side. He then helped himself to some of what appeared to be chicken, only to be discovered by one of the ensemble cast members. Full of beans and high on red cordial, Shaun greeted him with an over-enthusiastic (not to mention mouthful of chicken bits flying everywhere): “Oh, hello Roy, what a pleasure to see you here!” ‘Roy’ asked him where they were, and he answered, “What?” When ‘Roy’ specified the gooseberries he’d apparently gone to fetch in his basket, Shaun replied, “Oh, the gooseberries - I wondered where they were - excuse me for just a moment,”. Then he turned, tipped his hat, spat the chicken into it, lifted it back to his head and spun back around to face ‘Roy’ again with a wide grin on his face - all in one swift movement. It was fantastic! He was told to grab a chair, so he did (literally), and then laughed maniacally at his own literal humour. He was asked if he’d spotted anything worth shooting, and he said just a couple of politicians and his mother-in-law, who he said he just “winged”, because he didn’t want to … shoot her. His companions asked him what made his sandwiches so wonderful, and he said the triangle shape into which he’d cut them. “I wanted to go for a dodecahedron shape, but it was too difficult to cut.” Then he launched into a massively exaggerated, British-accented monologue about London. “I don’t know if you’ve been there, but it’s all the rage; everybody says you simply must go!” When he was told that the other had, in fact, been to London, Shaun replied (just as maniacally as before and still in his upper-crust British accent), saying: “I’ve been to London, I’ve been to Birmingham, I’ve been to Paradise, but I’ve never been to me.” He was then asked about his success with the ladies, and his reply was hilarious: “A gentleman never tells … but I removed her underpants.” Suddenly, his fiancée appeared and he exclaimed, “Gwendoline! I didn’t recognise you with your clothes on!” She prompted him for what he ‘always says about guns’, and while eating an apple to aid in his stalling of his answer, he said, “What I always say about guns is … (eats) … it takes me a while to get around to it, but when I do, I say … (eats) … I say … (eats - at this point he’s eaten most of the apple) … could you pass me those scones, please?” Then, while his fiancée addresses his companions, Shaun was making ridiculous faces behind her back, much to the delight of the audience. He claimed that it was originally his idea not to pronounce the T in ‘croquet’, because it used to sound like some sort of potato snack. Then, out of nowhere, he stood facing the audience like an art critic might stand while appraising a Van Gogh in a museum, and declared, “I love what you’ve done with the place. Had this wall removed and all these people put in.” Brilliant! He then knelt down on one knee to speak to Gwendoline, pretending that his hat was floating down the imaginary river (really the part of the stage that extended outside the confines of the false scenery), then something about putting it in hand because he didn’t have a dustpan (I remember that I laughed at this bit, but I can’t now recall exactly what this part of my notes referred to - does anyone out there remember?). Then he tolod Gwendoline that he’d told her father that not only does he want her hand in marriage, but everything below the pelvis. What an exhausting scene (even just to watch!). I dread to think what the audience might have done to judge Tom Gleisner if he hadn’t awarded the prize of the night to Shaun after this performance. It was hands-down the best anyone’s ever done on the show, IMHO. In the dog food commercial, Shaun was asked what made him switch to the brand they were discussing, and he said that it was the large sum of money they were paying him to make the commercial. He also said that the one word he’d use to describe the product was ‘circumspect’. In the press conference, he said he was retiring because his wife’s not well, and although he doesn’t really want to talk about it, “… when you have leprosy …”; however, she feels much better now. She weighs less, but that’s the thing with leprosy. He said they plan to spend whatever time they have left, with what’s left of her. He was asked what he says to the kids who look up to him, and he initially misunderstood the question, snapping back, “I tell ‘em ‘Freak you, buddy!’ … Oh, the kids?” After revealing his sponsorship deal with RUAGE and their mysterious, non-explanatory poster, he was asked, “What’s RUAGE?” And his reply, “This is the question we want people to ask,” was an excellent side-step of the question! On the cruise ship in the group scene, he played a magician who affected a French accent. He referred to having a pop-up top hat, and when Eddie was asked why his impersonation of Sean Connery sounded French (a happy coincidence), Shaun butted in with, “Because I did it.” His employer addressed him sarcastically as The Great Lazlo, to which Shaun modestly replied, “Please just call me Great.” After accidentally segueing into an Italian accent for a moment, he began lurching like Igor (although I can’t now remember why). He’d also thrown the rabbit from his act overboard because it was misbehaving, but when his employer demanded to see him perform his rabbit trick, he put his white gloved hand into his hat, then pulled it back out with two fingers extended in a capital V, announcing, “Here he is!” The whole scene ended in a mutiny, as the four performers began advancing on the two employers who were grilling them over their various misdeeds.

All-in-all, it was a remarkably exhausting and draining episode of TGYH to watch, much less review or appear in. But it was one of the all-time best, for sure. I hope this is a sign of more of what we can expect to see this season! In the meantime, though, you can watch Shaun’s drop-dead HILARIOUS picnicking British fiancé scene for yourself by visiting the official website.


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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Menopause Has Come To Neighbours


I’ll start by admitting that I’ve been quite excited by all the fuss Network Ten has been making over the past two months about the “change” that’s been coming to Neighbours, so now that it’s come and gone (well, not quite gone, per se), I thought I’d let you know if I think it was worth all the effort.

I quite like the new opening credit style; and the new version of the song isn’t what I thought it’d be (I thought it’d be some truly horrendous faux-rock attempt at ‘updating’ the theme, in the style of the short-lived wailing Home and Away theme that lasted for about three weeks at the start of the year - but thankfully it’s nothing of the sort).

The use of the photo booth motif in the opening credit sequence is a nice way of grouping the families and friendship circles together for the sake of the montage of smiling happy people; but I think they could have ended with a few more than just the four Poloroid-style shots at the end (if you’re curious, the Poloroids shown depict Karl and Susan; Paul and Elle; Oliver, Rebecca and the yet-to-be-introduced Declan; and Harold and Lou).

It strikes me that a clever and impressive thing for them to do (although I almost doubt they’d do it, despite my opinion that it’d be well within their power and not an extreme strain on their budget) would be to alternate the four final Poloroid shots to include the other families and groups. They could have Ned, Janae and Mickey; Frazer and Rosie; Carmella and Ringo; Adam and Pepper; Rachel and Zeke; Toadie and Steph; and newcomers Steve, Miranda and Bridget.

Of course, notable by their absence from the new credit sequence were Sky, Kerry, Boyd and Charlie. With the exception of Charlie, who was simply shafted from the opening credits and will be continuing with the show, the omission of the first three characters I just named make perfect sense. Here’s a tip: don’t expect them to see out the next fortnight on the show.

Thankfully, the opening whiny, extended “Ho-oh-oh” sound has been dropped - I always liked to sing it with an exaggerated reference to whoever had just been visible at the end of the “previously” bit, as if the first note was an insult being levelled at that character (who says I need to get out more?!). Frankly, I’d had enough of carrying out this daily ritual (not to mention that Wifey always held that the ad lib being sung was actually ‘Oh-oh-oh’ - but it simply wasn’t), so I’m very grateful that the new credits open instead with a building drum beat, designed to draw the viewer in with unstated excitement and anticipation.

While we’re on the subject of music, the show’s producers have done away with most of the merry little (commercial) ditties they used to play in every second scene; now we get constant semi-orchestral music in the background of just about the entire show. It’s a palatable change (some of those other tracks were getting a bit long in the tooth with how frequently they were replayed), but it’s very Home and Away.

Something else that has been discarded is the obligatory groan from the viewing audience during the opening moments of each episode. Yes, they’ve dropped the terrible puns in the titles of the episodes. Turning the writers’ focus back onto the stories rather than the clever little pithy way they can incorporate a well-known phrase or catchcry into a thematic wisecrack in three words or less would appear to be a good move. Although some of the episode titles over the past few years were admittedly quite clever and relevant and on occasions flat-out brilliant and highly amusing, it’s clear that the need to continue thinking up droll (or otherwise) titles that amount to a play on words or a double entrendre is just a waste of everyone’s time. We now find ourselves back in the creative vortex of naming the episodes ‘5274’ and so on.

Another aspect of the “new-look” Neighbours is the decidedly Home and Away-style of filming they’ve adopted. This approach might suit some, and perhaps it’s a more modern tactic, but there was always something I quite liked about the way Neighbours was filmed. It set itself apart from Home and Away’s more ‘trendy’ style. I should point out that Wifey’s far more adamant and passionate about this point than I am. But like I said to her, if I wanted to watch Home and Away, I’d … shoot myself in the head.

*drum fill*

I wondered if any of the sets were going to change as well, but apart from some more and different outdoor locations being implemented into the show (which is where the Home and Away-style of filming is most noticeable), the other sets appeared to be the same. However, I heard Harold telling someone that the ‘renovations’ being carried out on the General Store would be finished soon, which seemed like a great way to retcon the idea of extending the set and changing things around a bit (because I don’t recall anyone mentioning any such renovations before now - although it’s possible I just missed it).

New characters were introduced in the form of Ned’s heretofore unmentioned older brother Steve (and his family), to whom he has apparently “never stopped raving about Melbourne”; hence their decision to pack everything up and move down here without setting up a house or organising their careers. Sounds perfectly plausible to me. Susan threw in a casual reference to having once met them at Drew’s funeral; a nice little touch by the writers to remind us all that Drew hailed from the country town of Oakey just like the Parker family - but perhaps a bit of a stretch, because surely Susan would have been beside herself with grief at the time, and may not necessarily instantly recognise people she’d met five years ago at such an emotion-charged event. But then again, what would I know?

It was hard not to miss how often everyone was cracking jokes and being a bit of a funnyman. About halfway through the episode I turned to Wifey and said, “Everyone’s a comedian”, because it was already starting to feel unrealistic (inasmuch as that’s EVER possible on Neighbours, of course!), but thankfully it doesn’t appear to have remained a constant and isn’t one of the changes to the show.

However, I think I’m going to have to draw the line at the joey kangaroo. As luck would have it, the Parkers were still on their way into Melbourne (from Brisbane) when they happened upon some road kill in the form of a female kangaroo. Lying nearby - supposedly unhurt - was the newly orphaned joey, who later named ‘Pouch’ by Mickey, who is probably undeservedly proud of himself for coming up with the name. I don’t know why Ramsay Street needed to suddenly include such a thoroughly common native Australian animal as a pet (because - you know - we ALL have kangaroos at home), but perhaps the kitten, chickens, turtle, gallah, sheep and twenty-two dogs who already reside on the street weren’t enough animals living in six consecutive houses to cover all their bases. So it’s a good thing Steve Parker’s a veterinarian - the residents of Ramsay Street alone should keep him gainfully employed for many years to come!

UPDATE: It turns out that I was right about the rotating Poloroid shots at the end of the opening credits - the new official website (check it out if you‘re so inclined, because it’s MUCH better than anything that’s gone before) shows a lengthy promotion of footage from the upcoming few months of the show (but be warned, the video contains considerable spoilers - you don’t have to watch it, though) … which ends with a different set of Poloroids than the four we’ve seen on the show so far. I’m not sure how frequently the shots will alternate, but I presume that this means we’ll be seeing different shots in the opening credit sequence before too long.

The other thing the website’s promo shows is that a new version of the opening credits isn’t too far away (so perhaps the Poloroid shots will only change each time the entire opening sequence is modified or updated). A brother for Bridget (Steve and Miranda) is on the way, and soon we‘ll see him tackling Bridget for the football before it gets thrown to their parents.

In short, there’s much I quite like about the “change” that’s just come to Neighbours. I like the new version of the song, I like the new opening and closing credits, I like the new characters and sets, and I like the gutsy, bold move they made to highlight the changes (rather than try to slip them through, under the radar). I’m not completely against the addition of the baby kangaroo, I don’t mind a few more lighthearted moments being included on the show (as long as they keep them in check), and the new filming style will also probably grow on me. So I’m definitely a fan of the new-look Neighbours. If you haven’t checked it out for yourself yet, I reckon you should have a look and see what you think.

Who knows? You might come for the credit sequence, and stay for the drama and intrigue.

(Unlikely, though.)



You can also see the giant (spoiler-filled) promo for yourself, if you dare, by visiting YouTube.


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Monday, July 23, 2007

Joker Joel & Zoltan The Insignificant


I was a little surprised last night on two fronts. First, I thought Joel was more universally loved than it appears he actually was. And second, I can’t believe Zoran (the entirely unimpressive and unintelligible) had more save votes than his jocular buddy. In fact, I can’t believe I-bring-nothing-whatsoever-of-value-to-the-House Zoran lasted more than a few weeks on the show.

But first things first: I know it’s not the popular opinion in this ‘ere blogosphere to have any affection whatsoever for Joel, but I guess I ain’t gonna curb my preferences for no one (just as I wouldn’t expect you to change how you feel about any of the Housemates based solely on my opinions of them). I thought Joel was great value; he was lots of fun and he was bloody hilarious. I would have liked to see him get to the final three. I’ve said it before; my preference for the final threesome was always Travis, Joel and Zach (and before Zach came along, I was happy enough for the third to be Aleisha).


Joel always brought a smile to the other Housemates’
faces. Whether it was through doing so poorly at
Friday Night Live, through his use of silly faces and
amusing voices, or simply by falling down all the time.


Some people didn’t like that they never saw the “real” Joel when he was in the House (as if we could ever properly determine that when we know no other Joel to begin with). Some thought he was nothing but a guy with silly voices, stupid facial expressions, amusing wisecracks and lame pratfalls. But I tell ya this: If I was in the Big Brother House, I’d be being just as stupid as well - because that’s who I am. After all, Joel is in there to entertain. I see nothing wrong with him making his fellow Housemates laugh (as well as those viewers who are also amused by his antics - and I appreciate that that’s not everyone’s idea of chuckle worthy behaviour); if that’s the way he carries on in his real life (as it very much appears he does, based on what he’s said numerous times in the House and has been backed up by his “loved ones” on the odd Eviction Night special), then good on him.

I always got a chuckle out of the way he looked at the roof in silent bewilderment when Big Brother spoke to the Housemates, and he was good natured enough to go along with the whole “You’re the worst play in the history of Friday Night Live” thing. He brought amusement and happiness to the show and to many viewers nationwide - how does that make him ineligible to win?

Clearly, by others being preferred winners. But I can’t see how Zoran ended up higher on the scale of winning worthiness than Joel.

Zoran is one of those people who seemed to avoid elimination whenever he was up, purely because there were others far more vile and repulsive who were nominated along with him - so he was the lesser of two evils. I can’t see that he’s an attractive guy to look at (but I’m happy to be corrected on this if necessary; after all, what would I know about it!?), and as far as being an interesting person, … *snore*

The most interesting thing about him is his name. Zoran. Cool name. It speaks of mystery and intrigue and magic tricks with a top hat and a cape. But in reality, he was nothing like it. He was boring as.

Okay, so he made up part of the Susannah/Thomas/Zoran triangle, but he was clearly never a major player in that incident, because Thomas and Susannah are now a couple on the outside (she didn’t wait for Zoran, for example - and while we’re on the subject, I thought it was more than a little mean to string Zoran along with the news that Susannah and her boyfriend has split up … in front of the live audience … and make Zoran think he might have a chance with her or maybe even that she possibly split up with the dude so she could be with him [Zoran]; just because I thought he was boring doesn’t mean I enjoyed watching him potentially humiliated on a live national television show simply for wearing his heart on his sleeve a little bit). He also spent a few weeks there flitting back and forth between not being able to stand Daniela, and finding her somewhat attractive (and even flirting with her, it must be noted). But those (fairly mild) instances aside, what exactly did Zoran bring to the House?

I’ll tell ya. Nothing. Except maybe frustration for many viewers (and the occasional Housemate) who couldn’t understand what he was mumbling about. He certainly kept the caption-writers at Network Ten busy - almost every conversation Zoran had in the House had to have the dialogue appear along the bottom of the screen so it could be understood. Particularly at night when he was tired, and/or had been drinking. I wonder how long it took the poor caption-writers to work out what to type on the screen. How many times did they have to watch the footage over and over before they could work out what he was saying? Did they just make it up, and have a lot of fun while they were at it? Maybe they pieced it together from what the other Housemates were saying back to him in all of his conversations.

He seemed like a nice enough guy, and there were a couple of instances there where he genuinely seemed to learn from his fellow Housemates (Laura about water usage - although I don’t know if he took this onboard; Zach about the way the gay community is often treated; Nick about talking over people; Zach again about how he can unintentionally come across as intimidating; and the group at large about his volume and food-pecking habits), but there just didn’t seem like enough of a personality and character to warrant him staying in the House for anything NEAR as long as he did.

I think, of all the guys on the show this year (including Cruz and Harrison in The White Room and Golden Key Winner Nick, who had less ‘screening‘ than any of the other Housemates because he won a competition, rather than going through the whole audition process), Zoran was easily the most bland and uninteresting … simply because I thought he had nothing to offer (besides a hairy chest and stomach for the others to wax in one action-packed, edge-of-your-seat thriller of an episode).


When he found out he’d been evicted, Zoran had this to say:
“IhadsuchagreattimeintheHousesoIcouldneversayanything
badabouttheplaceorthepeopleinitdoyouknowwhatImean?
ItwassogreattohaveeveryoneintheHouseandIhadafantastic
timegettingtoknowallthesepeoplefromdifferentyouknowwalks
oflifeorwhateverdoyouknowwhatImean?”


But when I put my astounded surprise to one side for a minute, I can see that the new twist this year after winning Friday Night Live is what caused a few of the less interesting characters in the House to still be there so late in the game. Personally, as much as I wish them well and think they’re a lovely pair, I would have preferred for Billy and Alisha not to be safe for the final four. Zoran shouldn’t have survived as long as he did, and some of those who were voted out only went because the Housemates we, the viewing public, would actually have preferred to be eliminated were either not nominated, or were saved at the last minute by the winner of the Games that week (Emma, I’m looking at you, here).

Here’s the twist I’d like to see incorporated in the 2008 season, if it goes for another year: Each week, viewers can vote to save or evict ALL of the Housemates. The Housemates don’t know it, but everyone in the House is up for possible eviction EVERY week. Nomination nights still go ahead as normal (so we can see what they all think of each other - it’d help a lot of us determine who we did and didn’t like, after all), but the playing field is level and fair.

They’d have to come up with a different kind of twist for the winner of the Games (not saving themselves or any other Housemate from the chopping block), but once they come up with some alternative perk for them, this system would be a win-win-win situation. The producers would win because they’d get a lot more money from all the possible evict and save votes being dialled through for everyone in the House, the viewers would win because we could literally get rid of the people we didn’t like in the order we truly wanted to (not being limited to directing our ire at a chosen few), and the Housemates would win because only those truly deserving of being evicted would (in theory) find themselves joining Gretel on stage “after the break”. No more free rides because your buddy won the Games and saved your neck, therefore dooming a Housemate who’s more worthy of winning being evicted before their time.

But these are just pie-in-the-sky dreams, I know. Since when have the show’s producers ever cared much for ‘fair’? Or when have they listened to something someone’s suggested online Their natural enemy appears to be the blogging community (even though we make up so much of their viewership). Oh well. Nothing ventured nothing gained, I guess.

My preference for next week is definitely that Billy and Aleisha get evicted together (aww, how sweet for them!), leaving Travis and Zach for the final two. And then I honestly wouldn’t care which of them won (although I certainly agree with a comment MelbourneGirl made on an earlier post here, that the money would probably be wasted or unnecessary on anyone other than Travis, who’d undoubtedly put it to better use with his young family and low-earning income). Zach, Billy and Alisha would all spend a lot of the money at nightclubs and on the silly purchases of youth. I know I might spark some heated debate with these closing comments, but I stand by my view that - by and large - there’s a certain kind of common sense with spending money wisely that comes with age and maturity. (Plus, Travo’s been my number one tippo since the begino.)


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Thursday, July 19, 2007

Thank The Lord For Your Presence # 22


Last night’s line-up on Thank God You’re Here (TGYH) was equally as impressive as last week’s, which indicates that we could be in for a top season indeed. The four guest celebrities were radio hosts Merrick Watts, Hamish Blake and Kate Langbroek, as well as newcomer Nish Selvadurai (known simply as 'Nish'), a comedian/singer from the group that parodies Il Divo and calls themselves Il Dago.

Merrick was up first, and I was looking forward to his return to the show after his inaugural appearance last year. I was pleasantly surprised by his wit and value-for-money (i.e. free), so I was expecting big things this time around. Thankfully, he delivered (for the most part). Dressed in a tuxedo and entering a high-stakes card game, it was clear that he was meant to be a caricature of James Bond, but Merrick introduced himself as Gary. After mentioning catching a train, he was asked how he got back - to which he replied in a deadpan voice it was a return ticket, so he figured it’s be stupid to fly. He was asked how he got rid of the Aston Martin, to which he replied that he got a cream from his doctor. The fragrance he was wearing was Aeroguard, he said he remembered one of his fellow players “from the other time”, and he called him Zoran. Each player then asked for a series of complicated moves from the dealer in quick succession, leaving Merrick the floor to make his own request: “I’ll have … two different cards, please”. 'Zoran' then demanded to know what Merrick was going to bet. Merrick pointed to the player on his right and said, “Him. He can be your man slave.” His gambling venue of choice is apparently Captain Pokies, and he ordered an avocado and vodka, or as he likes to call it, vodka and avocado. When Roz sidled up to him as he sat at the table, and asked suggestively, “What does a woman have to do to get your attention?”, he looked straight at her at eye level (so you can guess where he was looking) and replied, “That’ll do.” When he won the 20-million-pound pot, Roz asked him what he was going to do with all that money. “Well, you‘re not getting any,” he near-snapped, before seeming to relent a little and adding, “Okay, you can have one, but don’t come back when you’ve spent it all on the pokies.” The less said about the very end of the scene, the better (the line “Watch how he disarms ('Zoran') with his rapier-like wit” was misheard by Merrick, who launched some kind of karate-stlye attack instead of cracking a joke), but overall I thought he did a great job in this scene. The two pre-recorded bits last night were both TV-related (I’ve noticed they’ve resorted to TV-type scenes a lot, even just over these first two weeks - last week it was the basis behind Peter Helliar and Stephen Curry’s scenes, as well the housing development commercial they made [also the secondary premise behind the Astronaut’s press conference, if we‘re being technical]; and this time Nish’s scene, the group scene, and both of the pre-recorded segments were based on the idea of screening on TV). The first segment was a commercial for a laundry liquid, and the second was a story for Japanese television on a troubled Australian zoo. For the laundry liquid ad, Merrick’s best line was in his claim that using the product has changed his life … because he used to be a woman. When showing the Japanese reporter around the zoo, he said the best thing about working there was taking the animals home with him at night. He also claimed to be a ‘kangaroo whisperer’, telling the reporter that the kangaroo in front of him had just said she was very pretty - however, the next thing the kangaroo said was apparently inappropriate and angered Merrick for its cheek. Later, in the reptile enclosure, when Merrick had a large snake draped around his shoulders that was approaching the reporter and sticking its tongue out at her, Merrick explained that the snake thought the microphone she was holding was actually an ice cream. For the group scene, an all-female daytime talk show similar to the doomed (although probably still broadcasting at the time they filmed this episode) Channel Nine atrocity The Catch-Up, both Merrick and Hamish were both extremely unattractive dressed up as women, and Merrick duly proclaimed that he recently performed a one-woman show at the Sydney Opera House called “One Ugly Sheila”. He (she) then went on to strongly advise the viewing audience to give their men whatever they want - particularly sexually, was the implication - because they work hard all day and deserve it. He was very funny throughout the whole show.

Kate was the second celebrity guest to brave the elements, and this was only her second appearance on the show since the finale episode of season one. Dressed as a cheerleader, she (and the audience) couldn’t go far wrong in trying to guess the scene she’d be in. Not surprisingly, then, Kate had clearly decided to mold her character in the traditional “S-L-U-T … what does that spell?” stereotype of a high school cheerleader. Turning up for an audition for the cheerleading team, she spelt out a couple of her initial answers (“Great! G-R-E-A-T!”), and told us that her skills including her milkshake bringing all the boys to the yard. When asked if she was under 25, she replied, “Kilos?”, and listed her personality as her disability. When asked what she thought they could do to get the crowd involved in the game, she answered that maybe they could get everyone to buy a ticket and come along. She offered to do a cartwheel, then said she’d just have to take her undies off first. Finally, there were a series of questions, all of which she managed to turn into double entendres: How will you welcome the team? “Before the game?” When they come on. “To me?” How about when they score? “Oh, that’ll happen many times!” And finally, what about when we’re beaten? “That’s a bit of a fantasy of mine.” She was definitely quick-witted in her responses, even if they were a little predictable. IMHO, the funniest thing she said all night was in the laundry liquid commercial, suddenly turning on the narrator asking her questions and demanding to know who they were and why they were asking her about her washing. She also said the laundry liquid was the highlight of her life, because “I’m so desperately unhappy”. There wasn’t much in her Japanese TV interview that struck me as hilarious; the funniest thing she did was probably imitating the koala’s mating noises. On the panel in the group scene, she told the others that she wanted to talk about her uterus, and the book she’d written, entitled ‘What Men Want’, took 600 pages to say what was effectively “an easy lay”. Kate did very well, but I wasn’t 100% sure she deserved to win the night (which is what happened). Still, it wasn’t the world’s greatest injustice. (That was when the Buffy the Vampire Slayer spin-off Angel was cancelled in the US after five exceptional seasons.)

First-timer Nish was up next, and I must admit to never having seen or heard of him before. Sure, I’d vaguely heard of Il Dago before, but that was about it. I was pleasantly surprised with much of what he said and did last night. As he was greeted in his scene, which was a clear nod to the ABC’s show The New Inventors, he was told, “Great idea, by the way,” to which he replied, “Yeah, (I’m) full of that”. The host of the show said, “Tell us a bit about yourself, Ken,” to which Nish purposely looked past himself to the three judges in expectation. After a bit of a chuckle all round, he explained that he gets up in the morning and just has to invent. His latest invention? The Funtabulator. He observed that every good invention has a dial on it, advised that you have to pre-heat it, and when the contraption was turned on and it began doing whatever it is it’s meant to do, he asked with pride, “Funtabulous, isn’t it?” When the panel of judges began asking him lengthy technical questions about how it can be used for specific causes, he simply agreed, “You could use it for that, yeah”. When asked how he’d use it for another long-winded purpose, he replied, “Sparingly”. Not surprisingly, the newer version that’s coming out soon will “do it better”, and the people he sees buying his invention are “hot chicks - they‘ll love it”. The host prompted him about using the strength of the quotient … “to achieve maximum results”. He was shown a series of pictures where his invention was being used. One was in a pre-school, another was camping (“Camping gets boring”), and the third was with the Prime Minister (“He needs all the help he can get”). He finished off the scene with his invention’s slogan: “Don’t just lift it, funtabulate it!” In the laundry liquid commercial, Nish advised that stubborn stains just need a firm talking to, and in the Japanese TV segment, he told the reporter that the koala is actually a lizard. In the group scene he played an American-based plastic surgeon, who told the panel of woman and women-impersonators that he takes women who are unhappy with themselves, and he fills them with plastic. The young model next to him was apparently an 82-year-old woman who’d gone under his knife, and when Merrick asked him what he could have done to him for $500, Nish’s answer was genius: “For $500, with your body the way it is, it’s not going to work out in your favour.” I loved Nish’s contribution to the show, especially for his first time on TGYH, and I hope we get to see him again.

Enter Hamish Blake, perennial fan favourite and quick-witted darling of TGYH. Hamish’s individual scene began with him entering his parents’ house, dressed as a schoolboy and being followed by a policeman. His exceptional entrance, where he tried valiantly to block the policeman from entering and making many and varied wisecracks about having had a big day and that they should all go to bed, was extremely funny and a stroke of genius. I think it rates amongst my all-time favourite entrances ever on this show (the others being Matthew Newton’s two entrances from his smashed car and crashed airplane, although the ‘genius’ in those instances were due to the creators of those scenes rather than anything Newton did, Josh Lawson once saying “Thank God you’re here” to the ensemble cast member before they had a chance to say it to him , and a handful of Shaun Micallef and Frank Woodley’s scenes, where they rabbit on and on about something stupid, not even letting the ensemble cast member get their opening line in). His various excuses for the policeman’s presence (“He followed me home” / “I’ve decided to hire protection”) were extremely funny, and his interpretation of the policeman’s line that Hamish was found driving on a road (“Yeah, with golf clubs”) was also great thinking. When his parents were told that he was driving a car on the footpath, he explained wearily that sometimes you get bored with the ‘regular road’. When his parents told him to sit down, Hamish casually turned to the policeman and said, “You can probably go, mate”. Then is was revealed that there were 17 people in the car when the cops pulled him over, and in the boot they’d discovered … “Dave, Steve, Macca …” His trombone case was full of stolen jewellery, and his attempts not to have to open it in front of them were admirable. Apparently he was also drunk behind the wheel, and when his father asked him how long he’s been drinking, he replied, “Not forever, obviously. The first few years were milk,” and here he indicated his mother before adding, “… and thank you very much”. The scene started out very well (thanks to Hamish), but didn’t seem to mine much gold out of the possibilities (no thanks to whoever wrote the scene’s script). In the laundry liquid commercial, Hamish tasted the product and deemed it “outstanding”, while in the Japanese TV cross, he tried to convince the reporter to try the “bush chocolate” (animal droppings), before confiding in her that there’s really no difference between kangaroos and wallabies; they simply get more money out of calling them two different animals. In the group scene, he was possibly the least attractive cross-dresser you’d ever hope to meet. He advised punching kids as a form of discipline, and advocated a few positive words and a catheter as a cure for bed-wetting. When Kate said she wanted to talk about her uterus, Hamish raised one hand in the air and cried, “Testify!”, and when talking to Nish via satellite, he confessed to having regrets now about the plastic surgery he had done, where he’d had a beard put on (this comment even made ensemble cast member Nicola Parry - who’s usually excellent at keeping a straight face - break into a wide smile).

I think I would have preferred any of the guys to win the night over Kate, but that’s not to say that I thought Kate was terrible, because she wasn’t at all. You can watch Hamish Blake’s naughty schoolboy scene for yourself by visiting the official website.

PS - Host Shane Bourne and judge Tom Gleisner were also in attendance.


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Monday, July 16, 2007

Brazilian Idol Melted Down For Scrap


Truthfully, I didn’t mind Daniela too much, but it was fairly obvious from the get-go that she’d be the Housemate to get the boot this week.

The thing that seemed like a massive waste of time, however, was the “special intrusion” of grumpy, delusional, self-important Australian Idol judge and Top 40 radio host, Kyle Sandilands. Although the “poor widdle diddums” got a headache and had to leave on his first night in the House (actually, migraines are quite serious and I’m only teasing … I occasionally suffer from them myself), his tirade against Big Brother in the Diary Room was really quite hysterical to watch. I found myself loving it! The poor woman who was ‘voicing’ Big Brother at the time was clearly out of her depth talking to someone who answered back and wasn’t going to accept her rulings, and I could just imagine that the lengthy pauses in her ‘discussion’ with Kyle were filled with panicked calls to the Executive Producer asking what she should do. It was interesting to note that Kyle gave BB an ultimatum, after which the camera cut back to the other Housemates for no particular reason whatsoever, and then we returned to the Diary Room in time to witness Kyle and BB closing their negotiations. RIPPED OFF!!

But whatever. Kyle’s a bit of a norrie and although he often speaks the truth on Idol (if a little harshly), he’s still a bit of a knob with an opinion of himself that FAR outweighs his actual worth, IMHO.


Kyle’s head was hurty, so he went to beddie-bys …
and never emerged. For a while there I wasn’t sure if he’d
snuck out of the House or died in his sleep. Or been eaten.
Unfortunately for us all, he appears to have survived.


Kyle was apparently in the House to shake up the Housemates and cause them to look at each other a little differently. He was also meant to make life difficult for them by “accidentally” leaving the meat behind in the Big Brother Shop (something that was spoilt by the female Big Brother voice and for which he chewed her out over later). None of this he succeeded in accomplishing very well, but let’s be fair and say that his early and unscheduled departure from the House prevented him from putting his entire plan into action.

But it didn’t matter anyway, because nothing Kyle did this weekend was going to influence the voting public enough to evict anyone other than Daniela.


I never thought Daniela “was all that”.
Her dead, emotionless, zombie-eyes scare me at night.


With Michelle gone from the House (I’m still thanking the Lord above for that), only Daniela and Aleisha remained to represent the fairer sex. I can’t say that I ever really thought the other nominees were in any trouble this week.

Are there any avid Daniela fans out there? I can’t think what would draw you to her, frankly. We didn’t see enough of her to be invested in. She was either trying to invoke rebellion in the hearts and minds of the long-term Housemates, but she was really pushing a load of it uphill. If she wasn’t starting arguments or deliberately causing trouble, she was arguing with Michelle (I was with her on that one, actually) or boasting about how good looking she is.

I just couldn’t see any appeal in her -- which is not at all the same thing as disliking her. I certainly wouldn’t put her on the same level as Michelle, Demet, TJ or Emma, but neither would I say she was an interesting Housemate to watch like Joel, Travis, Zach or even Bodie (drunken pig-ishness in the latter aside). Does anyone else note how I’ve split the Housemates there? All “nasty” group is made up entirely of girls, while the “good” group is made up entirely of guys. Am I being sexist? Or did the Big Brother producers (as I’ve said all along) stupidly choose female Housemates who would either become mega-biatches or wallflowers, while the guys are either amusing clowns or hunky spunks. I think the sexism derives from those who selected this year’s Housemates, and I think it’s appalling. Hopefully next year they’ll give us a real range of personalities, rather than just saying “an mother, a Muslim, a Mormon and a Barbie doll” is representative of “all walks of life”.

But I’ve strayed from my original point about Daniela, which is just this:

Ho-hum.


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Thursday, July 12, 2007

Thank The Lord For Season Three


It was with GREAT pleasure that Wifey and I settled down to watch the season premiere of Thank God You’re Here (TGYH) last night. As massive fans of the first two seasons (and you can read my reviews of each episode on this very blog, if you so desire), we were excited beyond belief and were living in a bubble of anticipation about the event.

Yes, we literally get THAT excited about our favourite TV shows.

I’m going to be recapping (I can hardly call it 'reviewing') each episode of TGYH, just as I have with the previous two seasons. As always, please feel free to leave comments either agreeing or disagreeing with my dissertations on each performer, and on the ‘best bits’ I bothered to mention.

The celebrities on the first episode were Peter Helliar, Stephen Curry, Cal Wilson and Josh Lawson. I thought it was a bit harsh to make the two newbies go on first, but sometimes a bit of a baptism-by-fire is the best way to get things over and done with.

Peter started things off by confessing to host Shane Bourne that he only has one character in him (Straughnie, the infamous AFL footballer), so it was unfortunate for him that he was instead cast as a 70s TV presenter for a show aimed at young teenagers, who had apparently bought his ‘threads’ at Threads ‘R’ Us (and had said to say ‘Hi’ to his co-presenter, as well). He had a new piercing, loved the new pop group ‘The Three Guys’, and loved the new Laxco-Smithy portable radio because of its knobs. As the astronaut in the group scene, he was wearing the full space suit and told Shane, “Just when you thought I couldn’t get any cuddlier …” It was then revealed that he was being kept in quarantine for farting on the return journey (and that it was “so bloody boring”), that the $22 million he paid as a rich man to go on the flight “didn’t even include petrol money”, and that he’d originally made his fortune by finding a wallet on the street. I loved that in the closing moments of the group scene, when the others were deteriorating into an all-out argument, he fell asleep in his quarantine chamber and was last shown leaning against the glass, snoring. As for the two pre-recorded bits, the first involved a Delfin-style TV commercial for a housing development, where Peter played the role of a gay man, and the second was an audition for some kind of Shakespearean role. Unfortunately I didn’t write anything down about Peter for either one, so he mustn’t have said or done anything remarkably funny in them (or maybe I just missed his good bits, I don’t know).

Stephen was up next, and he found himself being ushered around to the back of the set so he could enter the scene as if he was a guest on a daytime talk show (similar to Ellen). Finding out that he was apparently a well-known fashion designer, he used the clever and amusing stall technique of reaching for a prop and mucking around with it for a moment. He grabbed his mug, looked unimpressed that it was empty, and glared (and indicated to) an imaginary assistant off-screen to run and get him something to drink. He mentioned that his designs were going to be exclusively available at 7 Eleven stores, and when a picture of Elton John appeared on screen (in front of a polka dotted background) and he was asked what advice Elton had given him recently, Stephen replied, “Never stand in front of polka dots … because it makes you look so gay.” Donnatella Versace was the next celebrity to appear on the screen, to which Stephen told us, “Yep - that’s my Dad.” He then established that he was anti fake fur, that you wouldn’t wear his designs anywhere you wanted to be popular, that he recently went out with his own daughter, and that the only thing he can’t do is juggle. He also elected to sum up his designs in one word: “Antidisestablishmentarianism.” When the first model came out wearing one of his designs, he asked, “Who are you? You are igloo,” before noting that she was “freezing her feathers off.” He told us how the most satisfying thing he’s ever done in his life was when he recently visited an African village and gave them bikinis so they could concentrate on getting a good tan. After the scene he confessed that he’d had a great spew before he went on, then began miming Shane’s words from the autocue. When the four of them emerged for the group scene and he was the only one not dressed in the big white Astronaut gear (instead wearing the rather more sedate blue jumpsuit), he asked Shane, “Ever felt like you don’t fit in?” It was soon revealed that he had been left behind at the space station, and via video link-up he claimed that they were all playing hide and seek when the others decided to leave him behind. He was amusingly bouncing around slowly on his chair to create the effect of weightlessness. The cute nickname that the Cosmonauts had apparently given him when he arrived was ‘Twatface’, which they assured him was Russian for ‘champ’. I also didn’t take down any notes about his Shakespearean audition, but one line he gave in the housing development commercial (standing with a woman and two kids) was that the great thing about the area was that other people’s kids follow you around.

New Zealand-born Cal was the third celebrity to brave the elements last night, discovering she was a live-in nanny whose morals were a little questionable and whose work ethic left a lot to be desired. When being questioned by the parents who’d hired her, she admitted to giving her young charge some aspirin with vodka (“put her right to sleep”), taking the children to the beach “to count syringes”, and the pokies bar, where the kids learnt to “sit on the one machine until it pays out”. When threatened with being fired, she revealed to her employers that a hidden ‘nanny cam’ in the vase in their bedroom meant that she had some interesting home movies of them, and she told them she wanted to “stay on”. In the housing development commercial, she advised viewers not to buy right by the lake (“cos it’s a bit whiffy”), and when asked if she does any impressions during her Shakespearean audition, she said yes, and spoke of John Howard’s wavy eyebrows. In the group scene, Cal was one of the returned Astronauts who got engaged in space, and she announced that she wanted to return to the final frontier to get married. When Josh (her fiancé) stormed out of their press conference, she took it pretty badly, sculling down his glass of vodka and cracking on to ensemble actor Daniel Cordeaux, who tried valiantly to bring some sort of order to the chaotic press conference.

But the winner of the episode (and my clear choice as well, although I thought all four celebrity guests did a great job) was fan favourite Josh Lawson. Now that he’s landed a job on Channel Nine’s uber-expensive flop Sea Patrol, I feared he wouldn’t be back for the third season of TGYH. Happily, he was there last night to brighten our day and entertain the troops. To start his scene, he emerged from a spaceship as a green latex-wearing alien (named Barry, naturally), who was surrounded by bewildered onlookers. After explaining that he’d originally parked around the corner but received a ticket, he told the group that he’d been studying them for many years … then centred in on one woman in particular and specified that in actual fact they’d been studying her. He then asked the man next to her if he’d already “bagsed” her. He told them he loved “the dwarfy alien who runs your country … the one you call How-ward”. Apparently he’d landed his spacecraft in the Queensland hinterland because he wanted to visit Hollywood on the Gold Coast. It turned out that his entire ship is powered by a Nokia charger, but that it was really annoying when he made a long trip like this and forgot to bring it with him. Turning back to the woman he indicated earlier (played by Shaun Micallef alumni Roz Hammond), he said he was here to make friends, then grabbed hold of her breasts. When his mistress/commander appeared from inside the spacecraft, he explained guiltily that the women of his species “all look the same” to him. He pointed to ensemble cast member Ed Kavalee and said, “You. As the most attractive male of your species …” then pointed uncertainly at actor Ben Anderson and said, as if reconsidering his decision, “… although …” before turning back to Ed and saying with certainty, “no, you”. Ed then touched his hand and Josh reacted strongly - he’d just gotten pregnant. When Daniel also touched his hand a little later, Josh reacted strongly again, groaning, “Oooh, twins”. His final message started out peacefully and wonderfully, but then degenerated into groping Roz’s chestal region once again. Hey, why the heck not. His involvement in the group scene was as the returning Astronaut who’d proposed to Cal in space, had a massive drinking problem and was drinking a large glass of vodka instead of water at the press conference, snapped at Cal for suggesting they get married in space, and stormed out, sparking the turmoil that brought the scene to such a brilliant-but-frenzied conclusion. In the housing development commercial, Josh said the best part about living there was the wife-swapping nights, and then snapped at the camera, yelling, “We don’t like outsiders!” The most amusing thing about his Shakespearean audition was his “tap dancing routine” which consisted of excitedly tapping one foot on the spot to the music (and looking like he was very impressed with himself). When the audition was cut short, he even had the gall to ask the director for $5 for his bus ride home! Josh is always highly entertaining, and great fun to watch. He has a razor-sharp wit and never disappoints. I love him and want to have his babies (simply by touching his hand, which should be easy enough).

I was interested to note that one of the main ensemble cast members from seasons one and two was missing from the line-up last night. In addition to those already named in this recap, Nicola Parry, Rebekah Foord and Russell Fletcher were featured, but there was no sign of Heidi Arena (formerly of Last Man Standing fame).

Judge Tom Gleisner is still there making his inane observations this season, but at least they’d given him some worthwhile snippets of “real-life TGYH situations” for him to screen so we can have a smile and not have to listen to so much of Tom filling the gaps between the scenes with his awful Dad jokes.

Wifey and I are sooooooo glad TGYH is back on our screens; I’m sure the season will pass all-too-quickly for our liking, but at least we’ll have had heaps of fun watching the hilarity and unscripted chaos run its course.

The show’s official website has been significantly updated and improved, so now you can look at Stephen Curry’s talk show scene for yourself by visiting the website.


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Monday, July 09, 2007

Shut The Door (And Your Mouth) On Your Way Out, Love



It was with a high level of satisfaction and absolutely NO surprise whatsoever that Michelle was evicted from the Big Brother House last night.

She had definitely out-stayed her welcome when she started becoming so annoying and unbearable to watch (let alone live with), but her drunken, heartless, ignorant and bullying tirade against Aleisha sealed her fate once and for all.

The verbal diatribe was uncalled for, entirely inappropriate, highly misinformed, hypocritical at every step, and just plain mean. Nothing Michelle says about she and Aleisha both blowing up and getting over it (and having made up since) excuses the fact that when Michelle had had a few drinks, she became a nasty bully who yelled over everyone else (although she also did this when she was sober) and committed offences she was angrily accusing others of committing (pointing in faces, repeating herself, yelling abuse, saying her life was worse than someone else’s, etc). There is simply no excuse for bullying – I find it the worst characteristic in all possible forms of human behaviour.

Michelle needs to stop making excuses (does she even believe them herself? Probably, and that’s half the problem) and accept that the way she treated Aleisha was completely unacceptable.

For someone I thought I was really going to like when she first entered the House, this “breath of fresh air” didn’t take long to raise an almighty stink. Zach continues to amuse and delight me, however – and I’ve grown much more fond of Aleisha in the wake of Emma (as I suspected I might), and – of course – since Michelle unfairly attacked her and reduced her to tears again and again.

I still think Joel and Travis will make it to the final three – and that Aleisha will probably join them. Daniela’s a certain eviction this coming week. No doubt about it.


Michelle: A Breath Of Fresh Air Turned Foul



As for Feral Michelle, I’m not looking forward to seeing her on tonight’s Nomination show – or on Friday’s FNL, either. The less I see of her the better, IMHO.

What a shame she had to be such a horrid person. She reminded me a lot of Perry from last year. Both started out as amusing because they liked to “tell it like it is”, but both quickly became painful to watch and it was a relief to see them get evicted.


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Monday, July 02, 2007

J'ame Over (INSERT MORE COINS)



I was actually a little surprised when Jamie was evicted last night. I thought for sure that Zoran's number was up. What had Jamie done so wrong to suddenly have 25% of the votes swing against him?

I'd been lax in my views on BB's favourite genius geeky gamer - but even Jamie's "loved one" knew the score! I thought he still had the online community behind him, but I see now that he'd lost their support sometime during the "I'm NOT CRYING!" incident, where he went all troppo and punched the floor.

Just a tip, Jamie, in case you ever find yourself entering a compound like the Big Brother House again and living your life on nationwide TV: Telling your fellow Housemates that they're not as smart as you (even if it's true, and it ain't necessarily so) isn't exactly evidence of your supposed higher intelligence. Do you think that's going to let people warm to you?

And repeatedly telling yourself aloud (ie: telling the people watching at home, let's be honest) that you're just an ordinary guy and a geek and someone who's been downtrodden, etc, is such a TRANSPARENT attempt to gain the public's support that it was embarrassing.

I almost sided with Gretel's questions last night to 'out' you as a game-player, but as usual "Ms Killmen" went too far and only succeeded in coming across as a snappy old b!tch who had it in for you big-time. Thankfully, you were either too high on the public's adoration to notice, or else too wise to your ruse being uncovered to show any recognition of the jig being (as they say) up.

You were my initial favourite, but I tend to agree that you went a bit too far with the mock humility bit of being such a battler.


When Jamie got "jrunk", or reiterated his
super-intelligence, he came across as a jerk.


Still, I didn't think people would turn on you as much (or as quickly) as they did. I guess you can be glad that the prizes went up a notch last night from $3,000 cash to $5,000 and the 3 mobile phones increasing from a normal phone to some kind of snazzy video one or something. I think the car also stepped up a bit, but I haven't really been paying too much attention to what cars they've been getting so far.

Were you REALLY a geek, Jamie? Are you REALLY into sci-fi and gaming and computers and stuff? Is poker REALLY a sign of geekism? I'm not so sure, but I bet the public will demand answers of you this week. If it was all a ploy to gain the public's sympathy, I hope you've done your research ...

My early (pre-Nominations) tip is that Michelle will go this week (that's if Danielle can't or doesn't save her). In fact, I reckon she'll be the one the public will put up for eviction. If so, hopefully Danielle can't remove her from the line-up. Last week was a frustrating week to watch, and although I've never cared too much for Aleisha, I found myself wanting to get in there and knock Michelle to the ground (I don't advocate violence against women, btw). Michelle's a disgraceful know-it-all bully when she's drunk.

If the tide of popularity turns (or continues to turn, as the case may be) against Travis and Joel, I'd be quite happy for Aleisha or Zach to win this season. I reckon Zach's actually quite deserving, and it'd be great to see an Intruder (the last person to enter the House this year, no less!) be the eventual winner for once.


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