By Jeff Walsh
"Promises, Promises" seems to have everything going for it. Recently out Sean Hayes (known for his amazing turn as Jack McFarland on Will & Grace) stars with Kristin Chenoweth (from Wicked and Glee fame) in a revival of a show written by Neil Simon, with music by Burt Bacharach and lyrics by Hal David, based on the amazing movie "The Apartment," written by Billy Wilder, starring Jack Lemmon and Shirley Maclaine, and it seems like there's so much going for it, it couldn't miss.
But then, it does.
It's like a lot of good things that never congeal into a great thing. I like Hayes and Chenoweth so much that it takes a while to get over the enjoyment of seeing them perform to realize you don't necessarily want to see them perform this show. Hayes brings out the bubbly charm that made Jack the highlight of Will & Grace, but a lot of strange fourth-wall stuff and one-liners never seem to get us invested in his story here (and no, I didn't have any problem accepting him playing straight).
By Jeff Walsh
I'll be honest. I almost skipped the press screening for Patrik, Age 1.5 (which is now playing in the Bay Area and select cities, details here).
The premise seemed too cute: a gay couple who think they're about to adopt a year-and-a-half old baby, only to find there was a typographical error and they get a 15 year old who is an anti-gay delinquent.
You just knew it was going to have some touching moment where they talked, found common ground, and ended with a warm hug that Patrik wouldn't pull back from. It is nearly a sitcom premise! I don't watch the Hallmark Channel at home, so why go out to the movies to see it?
But the fact that it won the audience award at the Frameline gay film festival here in San Francisco is what made me curious enough to attend. I just don't think a very special episode of Blossom is the kind of thing they would all vote for, especially for a Swedish film for which they all had to read subtitles.
As it turned out, this charming, beautiful movie took every expectation I had and defied it. Every character had their own engaging narrative, and nothing worked out as it might seem at first glance.
By Jeff Walsh
Semi Precious Weapons stormed into our lives with their monster hit "Magnetic Baby" in 2008. It was an online sensation before it appeared on their "We Love You" album in September 2008 (I previously interviewed lead singer Justin Tranter in Oasis).
The band recently released "You Love You," its follow-up after signing to Interscope Records. The new effort repeats the killer tracks with amped-up reworked versions of "Semi Precious Weapons," "Magnetic Baby," and "Rock and Roll Never Looked So Beautiful." Despite the familiarity I had with these tracks from the earlier CD, these new versoins are the definitive versions to me now.
The band is currently opening up for Lady Gaga on her Monster Ball tour and even after playing these songs hundreds of times, they really captured all of their raw energy and dirty glamour.
The new songs bring a cohesive feel to the nine-song "debut," combining up-tempo numbers like "I Could Die," live staples like "Put A Diamond In It" and "Sticky with Champagne," and emotional ballads like "Leave Your Pretty To Me" and "Look At Me."
An overview of Maggie's boifriend (whose role in Cinderella she not-so-secretly covets) and the growing suspicion of her mother.
And a really cool graphic I dug up.
My gift is my rant
And this one's for you
And you can tell everybody, this is your rant
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How rant-i-ful life is
Now you're in the world ;-)
First off, and apology, to you, Holly. I told you this would be up in the morning, and well, it wasn't. LOL! Can you ever forgive me? *gives best puppy dog eyes*
Ok here goes the ranting, just for you.
I stood by the door for nearly a half hour, I couldn't bring myself to leave but I didn't know what to do if I stayed. I think my experiment just failed.
Well, This is gonna ruffle alot of feathers. And I am gonna say it anyways.
Hum....damn it, it's not fair penguins can't fly. They are the coolest, and best birds. Damn it all to hell. I hate stupid ass people who want to make fun of penguins...
The boy I love gave me a string! Its so pretty, and I was dragging across my face all day, sniffing it, thinking of him and sighing...until I rememberd that he had picked it up off the floor. This is the latest in a series of his signals of attraction for me. Hah! Talk about crappy gaydar. Everything he does I twist into something suggestive...I mean, really, he has a girlfriend.
...But hasn't everybody thought that way aboot someone?