Things have been pretty quiet around this here blawg lately, but that’s what happens when you have a full time job, a few freelance gigs, and a lovely lady you’ve tricked into marrying you. That’s a long way of saying … I’ve been busy, bros!
Believe me, if I had my way, I’d spend all day writing Screenpunk blog posts about Star Trek and Star Trek: The Next Generation and Star Trek: DS9 and … other shows and films. But we live in a fallen world, and I have to work at an office all day where I’m forced to “interact” with people face-to-face and “communicate” by “speaking” like it’s the 1950s or something. So until I Jerry Maguire myself out of a job, you’ll just have to settle for the occasional post and/or review here on Screenpunk.
But that doesn’t mean you can’t get your fix of the not-yet-patented Mike Moody Mediocrity elsewhere on the Internets! You can read my weekly Sons of Anarchy and True Blood reviews over at Badass Digest. I’ll also be covering Fringe for BAD again this season, which I’m super excited about.
Until next time … later, bros.
My True Blood adventures continue over at Badass Digest. Here’s a snippet from my latest episode review.
What a hot, bloody mess! Is it me or is True Blood feeling more erratic and lifeless than ever? I’m not ready to give up on the show just yet, but this follow-up to last week’s passable Season 5 premiere just didn’t grab me. Correction: The parts not featuring the newly vamped (and delightfully dandy) Rev. Steve Newlin didn’t grab me.
Read the rest!
As I mentioned earlier, I’m covering True Blood for Badass Digest this summer. (I don’t lie, boo.) Here’s a bit from my first episode review:
Welcome back to the hot, sticky, blood-soaked devil’s playground of Bon Temps, Louisiana, ya’ll. Can you taste the bacon grease?
It’s been a whole year since we last visited this swampy southern ghetto, where Sookie Stackhouse and her entourage of bloodsuckers, shapeshifters, werewolves and other supernatural beasties love to wreak havoc. And after the hot, tedious mess that was Season 4, I’m genuinely surprised that you decided to join us for another summer of True Blood. Surprised, but deeply delighted, of course. So now that we’re all here, let’s talk about this wacky Season 5 premiere.
Read the rest of my True Blood Premiere Review @ Badass Digest.
I’ll be reviewing HBO’s True Blood this season for Badass Digest. Excitement!
I appreciate the show’s fierce commitment to over-the-top blood-soaked Southern goth/fairy sex insanity, but I gotta be honest here: The real reason I campaigned to cover True Blood this season was to write about Christopher Meloni’s turn as a badass black-cloaked vampire who calls himself “The Authority” (Do ya feel the menace?).
OK, maybe Meloni’s not the only reason I want to write about True Blood this season. According to reports, this will be the final season spearheaded by show creator Alan Ball, which means the show could possibly start moving in a different direction as Season 5 progresses and the new showrunners start to influence things. I like change, and I love watching TV shows evolve over the years (for better or worse). It’ll be fun to follow the show this year to see what new tricks it has in store for us and how it plans keep us hooked for Season 6.
So join me @ Badass Digest every week after True Blood Season 5 premieres on June 10. It’ll be fun. And probably a little dirty.
The Fringe Season 4 finale had no shortage of striking images (The unsettling googly eyes of a dead redhead brought back to life, the show’s leading lady taking a bullet right in the thinker), but none was more striking than the image of Walter Bishop with blood on his hands.
Walter, like a certain chair-flipping Avenger, has gobs of red on his ledger. It’s gushing red. The shot of his bloody hands near the end of this episode served as a piercing reminder that the terrible things we were watching unfold were all his fault. Read the rest of my Fringe episode review @ Badass Digest.
There was a lot to love about Friday’s tense and surprising episode of Fringe. “Brave New World, Part 1″ delivered the stuff Fringe fans have been looking forward to seeing since Season One – Peter and Olivia gettin’ all cozy and planning a future together, Olivia using her Cortexi-powers like a badass superhero and Walter working at the height of his confidence. This was a fun and dark episode that moved at a rapid clip and seemed to pile on new and intriguing layers every few minutes. Read the rest of my Fringe episode review @ Badass Digest.
Mourning the loss of a great character is never easy, but how do you mourn the loss of an entire universe?
On Friday’s episode of Fringe, “Worlds Apart,” the show asked us to wave goodbye to our beloved Fringies from Over There. Like Walter, who revealed his strong attachment to the Earth 2 folks and their world at the end of the episode, I’m going to miss the Alt-set even more than I could have imagined. I know the Earth 2 folks aren’t exactly dead, but they are gone, and they took Lincoln Lee with them. It’s likely we’ll see them again before the series ends (I hope), but I don’t expect to see Peter and Olivia universe-hopping any time soon. The bridge is closed, the link is severed and our focus is now on Earth1 and the race to capture David Robert Jones.
Read the rest of my Fringe episode review @ Badass Digest.
Fringe dove head first into the deep end on Friday and asked us to tag along. We ended up in the year 2036 – more than twenty years after The Observers invaded the planet, murdered people in the streets and enslaved humanity. Yeah, that happened. It was weird. Check out the rest of my episode review @ Badass Digest.
Lincoln Tyrone Lee nabbed the spotlight on Friday’s excellent episode of Fringe. It was a nice change of pace to see the dapper agent take center stage after spending so much time on the sidelines recently (and almost becoming a walking joke in last week’s ep). Read my complete Fringe episode review @ Badass Digest.
