Sadly the dream from last night didn’t remain fresh in my head. But a recurring theme in my dreams is contests, massive contests akin to The Hunger Games, The Running Man, or even Rat Race. Last nights dream was no different, but sadly I can only remember bits and pieces – mostly running, killing, and planning with allies. I normally don’t win these contests without great loss to myself and to the ones I care about. It is recurring in my dreams that I have to lose almost everything to accomplish anything – just wait till I get to a Hitler dream.
For some reason we were partying in a Supermarket, not entirely sure why. As the night wore on I ended up having sex with the girl I was with near or behind the deli counter? Seems dangerous to do anything like that so close to a deli slicer. Wait, actually let me take back the time of day, it was afternoon sometime actually because I remember being told that my ex-girlfriend was outside and when I looked, it was bright. So apparently in this universe mid afternoon parties are normal in supermarkets. Honestly I think this would make supermarkets better, though debate-ably significantly less sanitary. No “clean up on aisle 4” jokes will be made here for the sake of not being that guy that makes super obvious jokes – I fucking hate those guys, unless they are doing them ironically, but then I probably hate those guys for completely different reasons.
As that party concluded I ended up meating errrrr MEETING (sorry for the deli counter joke) with a group of friends and heading to a mansion. Turns out at the mansion I’m meeting with Jeremy Piven and I don’t know if he is suppose to be Ari Gold or just Jeremy but either way he is a giant prick. BUT Jerari and I peel off the main party and go smoke cigars in this MASSIVE library with an amount of chairs/couches that would have taken a third world nation years to build and book shelves so high that you’d suspect that God would strike them down spreading everyone responsible for their construction to the far reaches of the globe cursed to speak different languages out of fear they would collaborate on such a project again.
The meeting with Jerari turns out to be more or less him telling me who is hot at the party and who he plans to fuck, and during this entire process I am enjoying my cigar trying to steer the conversation in the direction that I thought the meeting was intended to be about. Sadly now that intended topic has eluded me and will forever be lost in the R.E.M. ether, but I do remember that the end of the dream had him beating the shit out of some guy – I remember vividly Jerari standing over the guy with his tie swinging back and forth thanks to the power in which he was kicking this guy and one of the lenses on Jerari’s glasses ended up broken in the scuffle. He stood in victory over the person with the appearance of a pirate that shops at Barney’s and I slinked away.
And with that I either woke up, or just don’t remember anymore.
This is the first entry into my dream journal. Some will be more detailed than others, some won’t, but overall it will be an interesting experiment.
The first time I heard that they were making a TV show called ‘Hannibal’ I was annoyed. They had already taken a brilliant and purposely underused role and removed all his mystique through sub-par sequels and a money grab of a prequel – ‘Hannibal Rising.’ I constantly had wished that they just had left Hannibal as a background character and left his biography a mystery because, despite a writers strong desire sometimes, it is best that they don’t explain everything all the freaking time.
At the time of the announcement the single worst thing about this project was that the network behind putting it on the air was, quite frankly, the single worst creative force on TV right now. Yes NBC is worse than MTV with ‘Buckwild’ and that damned Boston singles show (that’s on MTV right?). MTV wasn’t going around pretending to be anything more than it was, and pretending to be anything other than a third rate disaster of a creative force is exactly what NBC does everyday. Besides, any network that puts ‘Whitney’ on the air should be taken to the Hague and hopefully found guilty for crimes against humanity. Hang that damned peacock!
Then I heard that the showrunner was going to be Bryan Fuller. The same Bryan Fuller responsible for ‘Dead Like Me’ and ‘Pushing Daisies’ – both of which I loved – and all of a sudden my interest what piqued. Following that, casting news came through and I was back to not really caring anymore. It had looked like Laurence Fishburne was moving from one procedural to another and who is this Who Fancy aside from the guy married to Cry-Face? I think Cry-Face is a Dick Tracy character? I think? I will Google that later. But then the announcement of who was going to be THE GUY came down and it was Le Chriffre himself – Mads Mikkelsen – BAM interest came rushing back. All of a sudden I knew that in the very least Mads will be running around chewing up the scenery as the human devouring doctor. A fantastic choice for Hannibal was all I needed to at least check out the pilot, but I’d need more to keep watching after that.
Despite an incredible media blitz to let us all know when the premiere would be, I was surprised when it was upon me. Honestly I was one misplaced potty break away from not realizing I needed to change the channel to NBC, but luckily I didn’t miss any of the first half of the episode, because then I would have missed the surprise of the show – Hugh Dancy. Will Graham can easily be another version of many characters we have seen before, a cookie cutter investigator that has an incredible ability to observe and interpret crime scenes. And sure that is something that we get with Will, but the interpretation and characterization of Graham is fantastic. The fact that he is one bad night away from basically being a serial killer, his asbergers (which is getting close to being incredibly overused as a character trait), and quite frankly the performance of Hugh were all refreshing and exciting. After the reveal of Mads as Hannibal, Hugh continued to be the brilliant attention stealing surprising powerhouse of the episode so much so that if he continues this up an Emmy wouldn’t be out of line – yes over Bryan Cranston or Jon Hamm.
Beyond performances the other most surprising thing is the gore, they don’t shy away from it at all. The sheer amount of blood at times would make QT proud if he were a part of the show. Without the support of the network and the willingness of the production team to have the violence they wouldn’t be able to really tell these type of stories about serial killers and cannibals. Honestly who would have thought that NBC would have the balls to show these images on their network? Images, quite frankly, at times were legitimately unnerving to my jaded soul.
I still assume that NBC will find a way to destroy it by either tweaking it over and over again till it is a shell of this brilliant pilot or just canceling it well ahead of its time like they did with Awake. So keeping that in mind you really need to grab at this show while you can, cause just like a teenage boy in the fifties finding a Playboy in his dad’s sock drawer, who knows how long we have to gaze upon this.
PS Gillian Anderson and Eddie Izzard are both scheduled to have several episode guest roles this season, so THAT should sweeten the pot a little bit more for you to watch this show.
In this episode Kyle and Grant play another new game (how many games is Grant going to think up!?) And they pay tribute to a fallen hero of the cinematic world, Roger Ebert. Thanks for everything Roger, you will be missed greatly. Even when I disagreed with you I still respected your point of view and wit. The same goes to his longtime former partner, and also fallen cinematic hero Gene Siskel.
Sometimes the greatest things ever created come out of the most simple of beginnings.
First of course came this image! The image that exploded a few weeks ago in support of Marriage Equality during the oral arguments being heard by the United States Supreme Court.
And then what followed was an explosion of pictures like the one above, pictures with bacon, and batman bat-o-rangs, and god know what else — but then I saw the one below that made me chuckle.
And once I saw that one, it was on — over the following days i made my own.
And just like Marriage Equality is a slippery slope into marrying your own son (as Jeremy Irons pointed out) and a slippery slope into marrying animals (mythical and real) — this became a slippery slope to what happened over the next week or so.
And —
So I think I have finally found my hobby!
ps: the dog in this last picture is one of my favorite things on the internet — makes me laugh every single time!
