Television is the pits...

Haai no maan.
I'm going to go back to hi-fi corporation and demand my money back. Yes hi-fi corporation and not the sabc or etv...I don't want my television anymore.
You know I spoke about IPTV the other day...and some months ago about 18 different companies wanting to enter the paytv market (think dstv). SABC being one of the players.
I'm thinking if the SABC can't make three channels (four if you count SABC Africa) - would I want to have their paytv version?
e-tv's also vying for a paytv licence...they can't even get their soapies right. Who would want to buy a paytv version of their offering.
Haai no maan. You know I don't even turn the television on anymore.
If those sabc fuckers dare call me again wanting me to pay a tv licence, I'm gonna tell them I don't watch television. I don't need a licence anymore. Sheesh...the cheak. You know last year they kept hounding me about a licence for a good three months. I paid their silly bums and they kept calling...now I'm going to tell them straight up - I don't watch TV anymore.
Truelly I don't.
I have it so I can watch DVDs - I wonder what they'll say to that.
Thank God for the Internet, otherwise I really don't know what I'd do with myself.

Perfect Stranger

I absolutely adore Giovanni Ribisi. Can't remember when I first fell in love with him...maybe it was the other sister, no...earlier than that. Him and Edward Norton - my absolute favourite actors.

I know they can sourta get typecast. But I just love the characters they play. It's no different in Perfect Stranger. Ribisi plays a tekkie (computer geek) with a rather interesting fetish. He always plays these off-ish characters. I love it.

Would have lurved to see him and Halle Berry smooching (he wanted to so bad...too bad). You know it's so very hard to fault a really good looking person. She's brilliant in this movie just cause she's gorgeous.

Oh and Bruce Willis...don't think he pulled off the advertising company founder character all that well. I prefer him in the Die Hard (which is coming out soon - I think number 4) or the "I see dead people" type movie. He just can't play a normal guy.

Anywhos - the movie is a drama apparently, but I think it's more of a thriller. A light thriller if ever there was such. What I loved about it, is the fact that I got the story completely wrong. I'm often on point with these kinds of movies...but I got it wrong. It ain't a bad movie - watch it if you can't think of anything better to watch. It's mildly entertaining.

The Samas are hating on Tumi...

Look, I don't pretend to be a music guru - far from it. I'm a normal joeline, that has her own personal taste - and that's all you need to know before reading what I have to say.
De La Rey was nominated for song of the year???
Ms Dana was the queen of the night with four awards. Big ups to her, I love that woman's music and whoever does her outfits is right on point.
Tumi...they tricked him didn't they. They made him think he was going to win by putting two of his albums up for nomination and then letting that Flabba get it. Look, I enjoy Flabba's music - it's fun. After watching the choice of winners for the best rap album category over the years - I gotta start asking myself, who's judging that category. It just seemed to me that they just go on whatever's popular. Is that how judging works?
My other disappointment was Lvovo - that dude deserved to kick Kabelo's ass/arse - one time. Did you check out his performance. I love him. I just love him.
SBU...only his fans would have voted him for song of the year. I mean how does HE win song of the year for a song that ain't even his? These compilation CDs are just shyte in my mind.
Kabelo as a host wasn't a bad idea. He just irritated me when he started getting undressed - distasteful I though. Might have worked for the dukuduku awards or something as mediocre.
Must say that One presenter - too lazy to google his name, is one of the best presenters I've seen on SA television yet.
Was glad Vusi Mahlasela got best male - he's freakin brilliant. I love him. Did you see him get down with that rock band. I thought the collaboration was just off the hinges.

Adaptation

So it is a Friday night and no DVD, no movie, no TV. The Cape Town Jazz Festival is happening all around me and my computer decides to crash. My first crash mind you and I think I took it rather well (maybe it was because of the 2 glasses of wine I had at lunch, hmmm). My first computer crash and on a Friday when you ready yourself to go home at the strike of five, not nice. Well, left work at about 7 and still had to go back for the programme that allows me to make this post at home.

I reckoned I could not really miss anything on TV as there is no TV for me, and I just can not bare a weekend without the internet and TV. So went back to the office and now am back and we have success.

I think I was meant to be an IT person because really, hey, I am back online and my outlook did not lose anything that I should miss. It’s good really. I think we all need our computers to crash every once in while if only to figure out how the heck stuff works.

Anyway, I am supposed to be writing about all the things I can get up to without a TV.

1. I do not have to rush back home, from gym so that I do not miss the 19h30 drama. Tuesday is Gilmore Girls which I have outgrown (no one can have that kind of relationship with their mother! No one should have that kind of relationship with their mother!), On Wednesdays it is some stupid detective story which I watch because hey I am on my couch and something is on TV. On Thursday is the etv movie that has been repeated 200 times. Friday, oh Friday, that is the test as I usually treat myself to the latest DVD’s from the video store. I am doing okay, I will survive, I have to survive.
2. I do not have to watch crappy shows
3. I can be a snob. When co workers are standing around the coffee machine and talk about the previous night’s episode of CSI, I can say, ‘oh, I do not have television, I am just finishing the latest book by Stephen Hawking, you should really read it, it is fantastic’.
4. I have time. I can wash dishes and pack them away, and have a bath and relax.

This is all great. But a long weekend is coming up and I am just too weak to face it without visual entertainment. The boss said to me today, ‘oh, you should get a plasma flat screen TV to replace your Tv’. I hate rich people, they just do not get it.


I am going to break this weekend and I will probably get the TV fixed or get one of those rock bottom cheap ones and just give in.

If it is between paying R500 for a weekend’s entertainment at the Jazz or R500 for 6 months worth of lousy TV, my choice is made. Now if I can just find the R500.

300

So the Oscar fever is gone and it is time to get back to normal cinema. Time to get back to choosing to watch a movie because the preview was just so dammed enticing.

A simple story really. Wikipedia says: ‘Spartan King Leonidas (Gerard Butler) and 300 Spartans fight to the last man against Persian King Xerxes (Rodrigo Santoro) and his army of more than one million soldiers, while in Sparta, Queen Gorgo (Lena Headey) attempts to rally support for her husband.’ So that is the story. That is it, klaar, kaput. Simple, uncomplicated, no twists and turns or clever story lines.

I had to go see this movie. It was for me like seeing the preview to the Matrix or Lord of the Rings and thinking damn, I have to see this movie. gave And before I saw it, Barry Ronge gave it the thumbs up (I think) and Adam Swindler (sp) gave it the thumbs down. I had to determine for myself. I have determined that it is what it is and it is good.

I especially love the slow mo they do in the fighting scenes. The whole feel of the movie reminded me a lot of the feel of Sin City. Although I enjoyed the plot of the movie and such but I especially enjoyed the dismembering and the portrayal of blood and strength and eyeballs. In Sin City, Mickey Rourke was my favourite character because he was border line between super strength and normal man that can bleed and feel pain. These are the Spartan Warriors. 300 of the Mickey Rourke character in Sin City.

See this one if only for the visual spectacle. It is amazing.

Three spoons