Daily Archives: 2012/02/17

Parting Shot: The Final Curtain Call

And the curtain falls.  We weep.  Thanks again, #8. 

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On a Very Special ‘It Gets Betterish’

For the better part of the last year we’ve had the privilege of producing the wonderful little web series It Gets Betterishcreated by and starring our dear friends Eliot Glazer and Brent Sullivan.  And this week we premiered our most bonkers video to date, they were generous enough to let us direct.  It’s our tribute to one of the great sitcom tropes of the late 80s/early 90s, equal parts Golden Girls, The Cosby Show and Growing Pains.  Except our take involves trannies, home birth and Tilda Swinton.

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Kirk’s Back: The Way of the Master Leads to the Pilgrims

Kirk Cameron just won’t quit.  He could have stopped at teen heart-throb.  He could have quit at WB star.  He could have hung them up after marrying his co-star and adopting four children.  He could have called it a day after headlining a Christian film franchise.  But Kirk Cameron wouldn’t be Kirk Cameron if he just settled for the status quo.  So, in true Kirk Cameron fashion, he’s forged ahead, adding documentarian to his resume, attempting to answer the question “What the fuck happened to America?”

And it looks he finds his answer!  Our money is on “too many Jews.”

Our only question is “when will Nic Cage star in the big screen adaptation?”

WATCH YOUR BACK, MICHAEL MOORE!!!

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In Memorium: Kid

We weren’t even three years-old when the Mets won the World Series in 1986, but that team has come to define our life.  We don’t remember much, if anything, from that time, but we watched and rewatched and wore out 1986: A Year to Remember, the VHS yearbook of that magical season, and even if those memories weren’t burned onto our cerebral cortex in that October, we don’t recall a time when we didn’t know that team, when Mex, Doc, Darryl, Nails and Kid weren’t our heroes.  The only other similar experience for us was the 1994 Rangers, and while we continue to revere that team  – especially captain and messiah Mark Messier – their impact on us is not as great as the ’86 Mets.  In ’94 we were old enough to choose the Rangers, but the ’86 Mets essentially chose us.  For better or worse.  That would be the team against which we would measure every other team against for the rest of our lives.  And we know that, no matter what, because of that team’s success, and promise, and its ultimate shortcomings, no team will ever match it in our hearts and minds.

Despite the fact that we’re not left-handed and don’t play first base, we gravitated towards Keith Hernandez.  He was our guy.  It was the intangibles, the way he approached the game with a a cerebral approach, the way he made the players around him better, the way he was a leader and a champion.  But we also knew, as A Year to Remember made clear, that Keith wasn’t alone in leading that team.  Gary Carter, he of the wide, indefatigable smile, the king the curtain call, shared that role with Keith.  If Mex was the brains of that team, Kid was the heart.  Keith was the field general, Gary was their spiritual guide.  They made each other better, and together they willed that team to win.  And in doing so left an indelible mark on so many of us.  They were the rock.

That was the first time we ever heard the world “effervescent” and we’ve associated it with Gary Carter ever since.

Thanks, Kid.

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