Friday, November 19, 2010

"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous..."

I may have been a bit sleep deprived last night. This revelation was brought on after going to sleep at 12:40am last night and waking up around 1:40pm today. I never (read: rarely) sleep in past 10, so I may have been a bit tired from exam week. Anyways, after waking up to an empty house (sister still being at school, my dad at work and my mom running errands) I staggered downstairs and collapsed once more in the supine position on the couch. Finding the remote, I found that I recorded an episode of Total Drama Island. Smiling, I leaned back and enjoyed.

When I first came across this show, roughly around this summer, I was discussing cartoons with my roommate and we had made the declaration that 90s cartoons were the best ever. This was undeniably true (in our minds). We had Animaniacs, Pinky and the Brain, Beast Wars, Gargoyles among tens of others. And when we turned on the TV while studying, the newer shows often make us sigh in desperation and think of "better" times. So, one could imagine my derision when I saw in an online article that listed the best cartoons of this decade (so far). Wanting to justify my scorn, I found the first episode of TDI on youtube and started watching. Twenty-three minutes later- I was hooked and had one of my shoes firmly jammed in my mouth.


To explain, the concept of the show is that 22 teens (pictured above) are on this reality show called (you guessed it) Total Drama Island hosted by the jerkish host Chris McLean. It is a show within a show that openly lampoons the conventions of reality television while creating compelling drama of its own (sort of like what the movie Scream is to the slasher horror genre). Each of the characters is admittedly a stereotype- there is the goth girl, the juvenile delinquent, the nerd, the dumb blonde, the gentle giant, the party guy, the surfer girl, the queen bee among many others (though these are all played for laughs). However, in spite of each of the characters obviously being stereotypes, none are portrayed as the sole protagonist and all have flaws of some sort, which I find impressive. Obviously due to one character being voted off each episode, some characters end up better characterized than others, though there does not seem to be a bias for who should win upon the part of the writers. This being said, the viewer will root for whomever she or he wishes until the finale.

Now, the teens (pictured above)are competing on this island (as all reality shows must) for the chance at winning $100,000. They are divided into two teams and must compete in a series of challenges (some mental, the majority physical) in hopes to win. At the end of each episode, the losing team must vote off one of their members in a campfire ceremony where the member voted out boards the "boat of losers" and leaves the island.


Now, given that I am a college student, it is assumed that I should be watching South Park, Family Guy, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Jersey Shore and House. I do enjoy SP and the odd episodes of House and ATHF (especially if I am especially sleep deprived) but I find myself turned off by the language and overall senseless vulgarity. This is not to say that TDI is not less than saintly- characters swear, vomit and one character (whom I cannot stand) frequently breaks wind. However, it isn't done in a way to turn me off- rather the characters all act quite human. Even though I cannot stand Owen (the aforementioned character), I still come back episode after episode.

It is not because I like reality television (which I cannot stand), but it is the incredible dialogue (my personal benchmark for shows I watch) that the genre savvy characters throw around that keeps me around. Take this line from the host (pictured below) as an example:

Chris: (to the audience) Hi. Sometimes teenagers just don't get along. So the producers thought what better than exploit it for ourselves! It's gonna be AWESOME!!

Yeah. That's pretty much the tone of the show. I would recommend it to anyone who can appreciate parodies of reality series, witty dialogue and dark humor. I'll return to more mature writings tomorrow- just needed to get back in the groove of writing every day.

-Reven

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Anticipation and such

So, I came home from school today- first time in eleven weeks. It's been awhile.

From my college in western Ohio to the suburb of Cleveland where I live is roughly three or so hours according to Google maps. Since my roommate, Jack, lives around Cleveland, I drop him off at a location where our paths split and his parents take him the remaining half hour home.

This being said, our drive home consists of me driving and him passed out in my passenger seat due to having been awake for thirty or so hours studying for a given exam. His iPod earbuds are in and- while Jack is a great guy- his earbuds are of not the best quality. Even when he doesn't have the sound blasting, I can hear clear lyrics from his earbuds. Yes, maybe not the highest quality. But, I joke about it and he takes it in stride. In order not to wake him up, I kept my music off until I dropped him off.

And then, I smiled as I was around Cleveland and knew that I would be able to listen to my favorite radio channel. Now, I know it sounds silly, but I like to enjoy the little things in life and hearing 106.5 on the drive home just works for me. Turning the knob, I smile in anticipation as I expected to hear some rock or alternative song soothing my ears from the silent drive. I was...disappointed.
Christmas music began to fill my minivan- well, the parts of it that didn't have roughly fifty pounds of dirty laundry and other assorted objects I was taking him. It filled the car as I groaned in defeat. This couldn't be happening. It is November 18th. Over a month before Christmas.


As the blithe chorus of Feliz Navidad pounded against my head, I thought back to Halloween. One of my friends in my pharmacy class was hosting a party for her kids and needed some guys (read: me and my friends) to put on face paint, hide out in her backyard and scare her kids. Now, this was no difficult feat- children normally run screaming from me (ha ha), but finding face paint one day before Halloween was interesting as when I went into the Rite Aid across from my college- I really had to look for it. This was not because there was a lack of face paint- there were a few kits- but because all of the Halloween stuff was being cast aside for Christmas stuff. October 30th. Yikes.

I guess I have had a problem with Christmas- not so much the holiday itself, but the way that it is celebrated. For the purpose of this post, I think I am going to restrict my scope to the anticipation of Christmas, not so much the commercialization (at this point).


To be fair, I am Orthodox Christian, and the fasting for forty days before the Nativity that a number of faithful do is indeed anticipating the holiday. However, I draw the line at bombardment with Christmas ads and music. I mean, there are some Christmas songs that I like and some ads that aren't that bad, but I think the constant stream of them diminishes their value and by association- the holiday itself. Perhaps tomorrow I will go into some things I actually like about Christmas. To specify my terminology in future posts, Christmas is the secular holiday celebrated December 25th while the Nativity is the term I will use for the religious holiday celebrated December 25th.

Getting back to my original point, I think the fact that the celebration and anticipation for Christmas beginning so early really hurts the holiday itself. For one, how long could one stay excited for some event? How long could one sustain energy and fervor for a holiday? For me, maybe two weeks, depending on the holiday. But since the Christmas frenzy is starting in mid November, I may be burned out before December rears its head. I suppose I may have trouble getting excited for Christmas and the Nativity because I cannot focus solely on the holiday- moreso the tests and papers that will inevitably be assigned and stand between me and my journey home. I suppose I should feel more motivated for the Nativity, but it so difficult with so many early cares dragging one down. Hmm. Maybe I shall have to think on that some more.

Again, sorry for my delay in writing- it has been a hectic quarter and I need to ease myself back into the whole "writing every day" thing.

-Reven