Grid Effect

So, uh, that was some mini-episode of Rescue Me last night, huh? Am I right? I mean, who doesn’t love tuning into a five minute episode expecting comedy and getting a wordless dream sequence? In all honesty though, we’re not angry or anything about it. Its not like we paid for this or had any great expectations. For the most part we’ve been pleasantly surprised with what has come out of these mini-episodes. At this point it is just sad how badly Dennis Leary pines to be David Chase.

The comparisons have always been there and these taut psychologically imperative dream sequences simply beg the comparison. The difference between a Chase dream sequence and a Leary dream sequence, appears to be that in a Chase dream sequence, the dream doesn’t enable the creator of the series to dry hump Callie Thorne. That, and it has all the subtlety and nuance of a cannonball to the gut. We’re not trying to compare every show we watch to The Sopranos, which is arguably the greatest of its kind. But what the hell was that last shot after he is handed the water? Were we supposed to think that all of this really happened? Dennis Leary is asking for the mockery in our opinion.

Here’s a few links for your hump day. Enjoy.

We’ve been talking Real World around here as of late. A little more than usual, at least. So it seems fitting that Puck from the San Fran season is now wanted by the police. Something to do with lesbians and siring their children. I don’t know. But the fact Puck is now dodging law enforcement isn’t exactly shocking. The only shocking thing is that it took so long.

When you fall from grace, what exactly do you fall into? Whatever it is, that's what Puck is falling from.

John Krasinski, better known as Jim Halpert from The Office, shot the opening scene for this season. I’m not really sure why that is news, exactly. It seems like any time an actor combs his/her own hair it makes headlines. Anyhow, the cast was at comic-con, because I imagine Dwight Schrute is the type of guy who would attend such a convention. Why everyone else is there? Probably to generate a larger audience at an event that has nothing to do with their product.

And finally, some news that will make you question the very existence of this nation-state: Ashley Dupre has been offered a $2 million television deal by some scumbag producer. Apparently she is actually considering the merits of this offer, as in they don’t want it to be too lowbrow. If you have since forgotten who Ashley Dupre is, she is the call-girl at the helm of the Elliot Spitzer downfall. I’m not saying she is responsible for his professional collapse (if it wasn’t her, it would have been someone else, though we doubt she realizes that), but there should be a law that once you are fucking people for cash exchanges, you are not allowed to turn down multi-million dollar television offers.

Why wouldn’t you cash in? Especially when it’s something tangible and secure that doesn’t require you to fuck strange men. Jesus. I don’t think there has ever been a medium with as high of a ceiling and as low of a basement as television. One network offers you Mad Men, another just a few clicks away offers you courtesan hosted talk shows. A testament to the benefits of capitalism, I guess.