12 Men of Christmas: TV movie review

November 30, 2009

There are three things that all New Yorkers strive for the perfect job, the perfect apartment and the perfect fiancé.–E.J. Baxter

This Bostonian also seeks the perfect job and the perfect apartment [the fiance, not so much-- but this is happily-ever-after Lifetime TV], so these goals are not relegated to New Yorkers. E.J. Baxter [Kristin Chenoweth], a high powered, unyielding, strong-minded New York publicist loses her job and fiancé in the same night. For some reason, her only job option is moving to a small town in Montana to spearhead the fundraising for the local search-and-rescue team. Her brilliant idea is a calendar which features provocative pictures of members of the team. Think of it as a less revealing version of Calendar Girls. This script is not nearly as clever or funny and it is also very predictable. The immensely talented and versatile Kristin Chenoweth [Pushing Daisies] turns in a delightful, engaging performance. She starts out as the typical fish out of water as writers adore to do with city women —ooh let’s drop them off in the middle of nowhere and see what happens– [think Sandra Bullock in The Proposal].

The calendar is not an easy proposition for the town. E.J. uses her charm and highly effective PR skills to get each man to commit to participating. She takes muffins to certain guys and fly fishes with another. Of course there’s one holdout. When she first arrives in town she has a run in with a guy who she thinks is a typical townie and he thinks she is a snobby, difficult urbanite. There’s immediate chemistry between E.J. and Will (Josh Hopkins), a sporting goods store owner. The only connection this TV movie has to the holiday is that Christmas occurs in December. Chenoweth makes 12 Men of Christmas and while we know how it all will end, it’s still sort of a sweet trifle.

Airs on Lifetime TV, December 5, 2009 at 9 pm EST.

Grade: B

Review copy provided by Lifetime TV publicity


Hoarders: Season Two– episode one– tv review

November 30, 2009

Hoarders is this voyeuristic look into an obsessive compulsive disorder where people keep things, whether of value or not. It’s a mental illness and I can’t even watch the show. I’m not sure what A&E is trying to teach the public by airing this show. There are 3 million Hoarders is flashed on the screen. Okay.

In episode one: Jason was removed from his mother’s home by Child Protective Services 14 years ago, because of her hoarding. Augustine could not clean up enough for him to return. Augustine’s hoarding has become so severe that she has lived without water, gas, heat or appliances for the last four years — bathing only once a week at her sister’s house. Complaints from neighbors have instigated a court ordered clean-up and the city is threatening to condemn her house. Now, Hoarders follows Jason as he tries one last time to rescue his mother from the filth he escaped from years ago.

What kind of psychiatric treatment is this 68-year-old mother of two children getting for her issue? I think Augustine knows she has a problem. The house is filthy. Unlivable. He younger son was removed from her custody once. She says her house used to be clean and neat. The older daughter says that she used to be able to have friends over so it never was this bad. It’s so bad now that there are piles of trash, there’s dog poop ground into the carpet, the toilet looks worse than one at a NJ rest stop. I feel sad for this woman because she not only needs her house cleaned but she needs a therapist and a psychiatrist to get to the root of this problem.

Augustine says: Sometimes I feel no one loves me but my animals.

Okay good: here is the clinical psychologist who specializes in obsessive compulsive disorders. She’s going to talk to Augustine to have her explain the situation to her. Then in comes a “hoarding expert.” I think she supervises the clean up. A big clean up crew comes in.

Still haven’t gotten to the bottom of the issue with the hoarding so I’m pretty unsatisfied with this who and its purpose.

HOARDERS premieres on Nov. 30th at 10pm ET/9C.

Screener provided by Electric Assets for review.


Steven Seagal LAWMAN: TV review

November 29, 2009

Steven Seagal LAWMAN is COPS with the occasional Above the Law reference, martial arts lesson or potential perp saying, “I know you.” Even though he’s made plenty of highly-grossing action films [and was quite popular in the 1990s—many women had a bit of a crush on him], Steven Seagal made the wise choice to have a second job as a deputy in the Jefferson Parish, La. Sheriff’s Office. So in this show, we ride around on a night out with Seagal and his fellow officers as they fight crime around New Orleans. Right off I thought it was a lot like COPS though there is more background information provided as to why certain things are being done—a definite bonus. Seagal really just blends in and I think he just wanted to bring some attention to New Orleans [or needed a bit of money or just loves his job]. When I first heard about the show, I thought it would really focus completely on him but he’s just a part of the law enforcement team out on the streets of New Orleans. Seagal also has that whole Zen vibe. During the first episode he brings together some of his co-workers to teach them some martial arts tips so that they can reach for their tasers and weapons less often. He’s more about peace than shoot first, despite all those films. He flips a guy and the guy says, “I just had a flashback from Above the Law.” At another time, Seagal has a moment with a guy that they had pulled over. He was carrying a weapon but it was all legal. The guy said that he knew who he was and respected him and would listen to him. All in a day’s work for Steven Seagal LAWMAN.

Wednesday, December 2nd at 10PM ET/PT on A&E


Pixies at Wang Center Boston– November 27, 2009

November 29, 2009

The last time I wrote a live review was when Dave Navarro’s band played the Paradise about four years ago, because my friend Karen has a huge crush on him [she probably still does. Karen and I are no longer friends because she gets mad at me very easily and never forgives me]. Needless to say, I mainly reviewed albums as a music critic and never picked up on the art of writing a solid, engaging live review [for a good one: see Sarah Rodman at The Boston Globe]. I did go to the show with a very cute, smart guy and he held my hand during the set! That was sweet. I’ve also never been a Pixies fan [How is that possible when I’m from Boston? I don’t particularly follow the Red Sox either but I adore The Patriots. Football is cooler.] I’m only familiar with the radio singles. I’ve seen the band once live before at Agannis Arena and it was a pretty good show. The yelling songs I can do without. There’s definitely a cult following. You know, the cool kids are in the crowd. Now they are the hipster parents who got babysitters to have a big night out at the rock show.

The Wang Center is a rather regal setting for a band like Pixies. It’s for ballet. At least it used to be but things have changed. So now the ornate building served as the homecoming venue for that band from UMass, not Dinosaur Jr., but Pixies. It’s just that the Pixies seem much less fancy and more rock and roll and gritty. The venue choice surprised me. It was a treat to see the Pixies there. The latest craze for older bands is to get back together and play a popular album in its entirety and for the Pixies that is Doolittle the band’s third album which includes classics such as “Debaser,” ‘Wave of Mutilation,” “Here Comes Your Man,” “Hey,” and “Gouge Away.”

Often I sensed that the crowd was way more into the show than the band and that’s never a good thing. I wanted the band to put in a hearty, complete effort to entertain me. [I completely enjoyed myself and got into it and all but I don't know most of the songs]. After playing Doolittle in its entirety the band played three [egocentric I’d say] encores of B-sides. On “Where is My Mind,” my date thought that it sounded worse live than on the CD. He felt the Pixies gratuitously played the song. Judging by the hopping and shaking and cheering and cell phone picture-taking and tweeting and texting going on around us, the crowd disagreed.

Bassist Kim Deal looked most at ease and energetic the entire time and particularly on the final song (and the band’s third encore) — incidentally my favorite Pixies’s song “Gigantic.” Of course my classy date wrote that the encore sucks. “It was so short it was like my 20-year-old date cumming in his pants before I even took my shirt off [quote obviously written from my point of view].” Frank Black rarely smiled but his voice sounded great and on other numbers he loosened up. All in all, the Pixies turned out a cool, grooving show. The band falls easily back into playing off each other and riffing and jamming on several songs.  

–review by Amy Steele

 

This is the main set list:

 

DANCE THE MANTA RAY         

WEIRD AT MY SCHOOL

BAILEYS WALK

MANTA RAY

DEBASER

TAME

WAVE

I BLEED

MAN

DEAD

MONKEY

MR GREIVES

CRACKITY

LA LA

# 13

GUN

HEY

SILVER

GOUGE

SLOW WAVE          WHITE

 


Life on Mars: Series 2 (BBC)–DVD review

November 26, 2009

Title: Life on Mars: Series 2 (UK)
Starring: John Simm, Philip Glenister, Liz White, and Dean Andrews
Running time: 468 minutes
MPAA: Not Rated
Release date: November 24, 2009
ASIN: B002AS45NI
MPAA: unrated
Studio: Acorn Media
Review source: Acorn Media
Rating: A-

Life on Mars is a surreal, gripping and sometimes amusing [the writers chose the 70s for a reason] BBC original series, Detective Inspector Sam Tyler [John Simm] gets hit by a car in 2006 and wakes up in 1973 in his own Manchester precinct. He cannot believe it is 1973 or any of this is real. This is the nightmare from which he cannot awake. Everything is foreign to him and he cannot grasp how outdated and seemingly backwards everything is in 1973. The other detectives behave boorishly and in an unregulated manner that often does not sit well with Tyler. Yet to work with this force, he has to come to terms it. And in Series 2, he looks the part even though he acts much more modern. Tyler’s friendship with Annie [Liz White], an officer in the women’s division of the force [he treats her as an equal and values her input on cases], blossoms into a romance. Finally! There was so much will they/won’t they in Series 1. Life on Mars makes everyone in 1973 daft, chauvinistic, and almost savage. Tyler has managed to break many of his fellow officers’ of their bad habits but he still has issues. Now Tyler is back out on cases, trying to stay sane from the voices he hears in his head [hospital monitors beeping, his mother calling his name] and strange people in the street and television characters talking to him. In the past, he runs into his greatest case from the future who he now believes is tormenting him at his bedside. Tyler is obsessed with taking this guy down NOW in the 70s. He’s in limbo: getting called into the future but physically stuck in the past. Life on Mars is a well-written, clever program with a mix of vintage and present tone and style. The tense storylines and unpredictable nature of the show will keep you on edge, particularly with the intense ending.

Bonus Features:

“The Return of Life on Mars” documentary (45 min.)
Bonus behind-the-scenes footage for episodes 3, 5, and 7 and tour of the set (48 min.)
“The End of Life on Mars” featurette (28 min.)

 –review by Amy Steele


The Secret of Joy: book review

November 22, 2009

Title: The Secret of Joy
Author: Melissa Senate
ISBN: 978-1439107171
Pages: 352
Publisher: Downtown Press (November 17, 2009)
Category: women’s fiction
Review source: publisher
Rating: 4/5

People had been telling her of their tragedies and triumphs since preschool. With pinky promises and crossed hearts and swearing on various boyfriends’ lives not to tell (and Rebecca never did: she was a supreme keeper of secrets), she would hear stories of parents divorcing, of older sisters getting pregnant, of letting a boy unhook a bra. When she’s started working, she’d spent her lunch hours listening to all sorts of family dysfunction, of boyfriends, fiancés, and husbands who wanted this or didn’t want that. But then her mother had died and Rebecca had lost her way and trailed along in her dad’s career as a real-estate attorney—for too long.

The Secret of Joy takes an interesting approach to a topic not often addressed. What happens when a 28-year-old woman finds out from her dying father that she has a younger sister? Rebecca Strand longed for a sister all her life and now gets hit with a double blow: her father is dying but she has a long-lost sister living in Maine. He had an affair when Rebecca was two. She has endless questions about what this woman looks like and what she does and would she like her? Rebecca knows that she must meet her. Her father instructs her about a locked box he has kept in which she finds letters that he wrote to Joy on her birthday but never mailed. The Manhattan paralegal, in a two-year passionless relationship with Michael, takes her bereavement leave to find this sister, box of letters at her side. Rebecca is impulsive and idealistic. Her sister Joy is skeptical and practical. She’s a singles group tour planner. Rebecca throws herself into Joy’s life without giving Joy much of a chance to make any decisions. No matter how many times Joy turns her away, Rebecca determinedly returns. Before too long, Rebecca has new friends in Wicasset, Maine and even a blossoming love affair and she’s renting a house. She also has no desire to return to Manhattan. Maine provides another character for The Secret of Joy, as anyone who has visited knows. The people are genuine and welcoming, in no rush to be anywhere and generally sweet and comforting. At first, I thought, how realistic is it that she is embraced so quickly but then realized it’s small town Maine. Of course they would welcome someone as open and caring as Rebecca.

She glanced back at Rebecca. “Really. He’s nothing to me but biology and DNA. My mother married a very nice man when I was nine. He helped raise me. Why would I be interested in some stranger who couldn’t even face up to the most basic of responsibilities?”

With both her parents dead, she desperately wants a family and in that she wants her sister. Even if her sister doesn’t quite believe in the whole DNA makes us sisters argument. Joy resents their father for abandoning her and her mother completely. Joy says a sperm donor does not make a father. A father has to be present in someone’s life. [And I can understand this as my parents divorced when I was around six and my father disappeared. My mother remarried when I was 12 and I even changed my name when I was 23. My biological father reappeared during my adult years and it turned out that he ran a magazine. You would think this would be the perfect opportunity for his writer daughter to re-connect with her publisher father but he had never changed. He was still a deadbeat. So I would be just like Joy. Very unsure of what to expect.] Rebecca intends to make up for her father’s faults. Through touching moments, realistic situations and real people to which anyone can relate, Melissa Senate has created a book that will provide much debate on the subject of parenthood, siblings, and familial relationships. I’ve never had a sister but writers adore writing about the bond between sisters. In this one, the reader never knows whether Rebecca and Joy will ever find a common bond or a place at which to begin to mend that past that their father tore apart decades ago. The Secret of Joy provides an astute outlook on sisters, a subject that many women’s fiction books adore to cover.

Thank you to Sarah Reidy and Pocket Book Blog Tours.

Buy The Secret of Joy at an Indie Bookseller

–review by Amy Steele


winner: The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane

November 20, 2009

 

Congratulations and Enjoy the reading: Debbie B. of Debb’s Dailies

Her comment was freaky: After moving into our over 100 year old home… I would walk through “cold areas” and the feeling I had was that I just walked through “someone”…also, awoke from sleep to see a “man” standing in the doorway…not sure if it was part of a dream or something else… felt real at the time … not alternative medicines; but, am open to try…


Bad Lieutenant, Never Cry Another Tear: CD review

November 19, 2009

Bad Lieutenant
Never Cry Another Tear
Original Signal Recordings

New Order frontman Bernard Sumner has a new side project. Bad Lieutenant possesses a newness yet feels nostalgic. It’s haunting and soothing. While full of 90s sensibilities, the edginess brings it into the now. There’s the keyboards and guitar combo that provides that mix of yesterday and today. Sumner [vocals/guitar] has always been in touch with real life situations. His writing catalogues all those observations of the mistakes and joyful moments around him. Never Cry Another Tear kicks off strong with the soaring “Sink or Swim,” is quite the catchy one: Whatcha doin’ with that stupid little girl/ stop you’re foolin’/ don’t you know it’s gonna hurt/ when she leaves you. “On Summer Days on Holiday,” drums and keyboards provide that swirling atmosphere for the wistful vocals to make you fell like you’re out in the sun enjoying a cocktail. The harmonizing chorus: So shine on me/ along adds to the soothing yet imminently dance-y vibe. “This is Home” is stunning. Just lush and gorgeous. The vocals are impeccable. Newcomer Jake Evans (vocals/guitar) soars and Sumner brings in his trademark sound— just tell me that it’s true, I want you by my side. Probably my favorite song on the album. “These Changes” becomes introspective and exudes a bit of regret and confusion. It’s quite lovely. Once again, Sumner succeeds in creating an eclectic mélange of arrangements and melodies. Never Cry Another Tear will delight the most discerning music fan.

GRADE: A-

–review by Amy Steele

[review copy provided by HER FITZ PR]


Norah Jones, The Fall: CD review

November 19, 2009

Norah Jones
The Fall
Blue Note Records

The Fall is supposed to be an experimental record for Norah Jones and though I hear some country and some varying arrangements throughout, I hear many similarities to 2006’s Not Too Late. Both albums I adore for their sultry, somnolent qualities. Yes, that’s a good thing. Mellow, soothing music heals the heart. It reaches the soul. Jones methodically reveals her emotions through each song. She’s carefully crafted this album. The appeal of Jones is her bluesy, sultry moodiness and her moments of lilting purity. She’s not easy to categorize: not a pop singer, not a jazz singer, not R&B, not blues. Jones does succeed to combine all the best elements of each of those genres for her own signature sound. Jones wrote the majority of her songs and there’s an aching, longing and loneliness running through many of the songs. Stories of lying and cheating men, unfulfilling love and self-doubt. And Jones sings it all with aching maturity, wisdom and elegance. Singing with longing and tinges of regret on “I Wouldn’t Need You” Jones sings: If I could replace/ The things you gave me/ If I could see my face/ Without the tragedy/ Then I wouldn’t need you/ No I wouldn’t need you/ No I wouldn’t need you/ To love me/ But I do. “You Ruined Me” is a country-laced confession: You’ve ruined me now/ Though I liked it/ Now, I’m ruined/ I’m trying to part/ With what’s in my heart/ You’ve ruined me and how/ I thought I liked it/ And haven’t we all been here on the luscious, swirling “Stuck:’ Why can’t it be easy?/ Easy?/ Why don’t you leave?/Leave me?/Leave me be?/I can see you swaying/ I can’t hear what you’re saying/I’m sitting here stuck/ And plastered to my seat/ I think up a reason to leave/ when you finally stop speaking/ I’ll take a long slow/ Walk down Washington Street. On her last song, the vaudeville-inspired “Man of the Hour,” she honors the one who many never cheat on her or hurt her: her dog.

For anyone who’s been in love, wants love or has had a broken heart, The Fall will surely mend some wounds while you cry through the pain. That’s the power and wonder of music. That’s why music is such an essential aspect of my life.

GRADE: B+

–review by Amy Steele

[review copy courtesy of Blue Note]


But Who Will Bell the Cats?: book review

November 18, 2009

Title: But Who Will Bell the Cats?
Author: Cynthia von Buhler
ISBN: 978-0-618-99718-3
Pages: 32(hardcover)
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt (September 2009)
Category: children’s picture
Review source: Houghton Mifflin
Rating: 5/5

Performance artist/sculptor/ illustrator and children’s author Cynthia von Buhler dazzles with her engaging, ingenious and memorable book But Who Will Bell the Cats? Through painstaking detail, humor and whimsy, Cynthia captivates with the story of Mouse and his friend Brown Bat as they discover kindness winning over cunning. Each cat has its own personality as carefully drawn by Cynthia. As the Princess’s cats enjoy bubble baths, fine dining, and fluffy beds with perfumed pillows in the Upstairs quarters, Mouse and Brown Bat must sleep with a dirty sock as a blanket and survive on crumbs Downstairs. It’s the Upstairs/Downstairs of the creature community as these spoiled kitties take control of the house, especially when the sweet Princess is away. Mouse concocts a few schemes in order to bell the cats so that he and his friend can hear their approach: he makes armor and a sword and he dresses as a dog but the cats persistently torment him. The Princess arrives home to discover the cats in the middle of such toying behavior at an inopportune time and the cats are in for a surprise at dinner that night. But Who Will Bell the Cats? is a magnificent work of art that will be cherished and savored by children.

Cynthia hand built rooms and sets for this story. She painted, sculpted, gardened and much more. She painted each character in oils on gessoed paper, cut out and then placed them in the sets. Cynthia then photographed the scenes for the book with a Nikon D300. See the sets here.

The MiniArt Museum at The Nassau County Museum of Art in New York currently features Cynthia’s miniature sets and characters from But Who Will Bell the Cats? and her other book The Cat Who Wouldn’t Come Inside? [I knew this cat when Cynthia lived in Boston]. The solo exhibition runs through January 3, 2010.

Cynthia von Buhler is an amazing and talented woman whom I met in Boston years ago [when we were both just young lasses!] and she ran a record label and managed bands like Splashdown, while working as an artist. I recently told her that I had a framed postcard of hers of a girl in a yellow dress with butterflies coming out of her shoulders. Her fascinating work makes you think. Beyond each brush stroke are endless ideas. Someday I hope to have something really cool of hers on my wall. She’s a feminist and an animal rights activist. She’s sweet, stylish and strong and someone that you definitely want to know. I attended wonderful, bizarre, magical parties at her house which is warm and unusual and extraordinarily visual. There’s a plethora of velvet, doves, sculptures, antiques, paintings, and cats running about. I vividly remember two pieces that I adore. One is a wheel that you look through while spinning and you see a woman aging in front of you. In the other, Cynthia has stuffed a wire mannequin with magazine clippings with all kinds of body image wording. Brilliant. She’s a star in whatever medium she touches.

–review by Amy Steele

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