Archive for May 16th, 2004

Alien Cargo….I should be working on my papers…

I promised myself a half hour with Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha - the third season… turned off the DVD - checked out what was going on, on the TV. I stumbled on Sci-Fi and Alien Cargo.

“The female crew in this made-for-television production even share Sigourney Weaver’s fondness for tank tops.”

I saw the beginning and the end. I suppose I would have watched everything, if I wasn’t distracted by Sex and the City. My heart went out to Chris (Jason London) and Theta (Missy Crider), the two members crew of the SSS cargo ship - who won’t make it.

Trust me, it’s a bummer of an ending.

In any event, if it pops up on TV again, I would see if I’m free and let me self be distracted for the entire film. I am curious about what happens in-between getting on the ship and sending it into the sun.

 

Don’t eat fast food….

I wanted to see this film after reading about how McDonald’s basically ignored all efforts by the press and the filmmaker to get a comment on the documentary.

Supersize Me was an amazingly candid and biased report on the affects of a high fat diet on a above average male body. Morgan Spurlock, the filmmaker, was in shape, had abs, could run, do push-ups (something I’m ashamed to admit pose as a major exercise challenge to me), had a cute vegan girlfriend (i suppose we’re led to assume they had a decent sex life) and he could walk up several flights of stairs to his apartment in New York.

So who’s gonna win? Healthy white guy with the vegan girlfriend or a McD diet - high on fat, calories and stuff I can’t pronounce or spell?

This is all about point-of-view journalism. Granted, the end of the film showed Morgan calling McD’s and following up with a request for an interview. Ok, and the three doctors he chose to monitor his health on this insane 30-day diet, had no real prejudiced against the McD way of life - in fact, most of them expected him to gain weight, only. They had no idea the torture this diet inflicted on his body (had a cute McD belly going on), his liver and his psychological well being. However, it would be interesting and maybe downright entertaining to hear from an expert who thought the McD diet was a healthy one.

I’m pretty sure they didn’t mean to replicate the headache sensations from eating this food, but I had a hard time following some of the camerawork. Off a tripod, a majority of the shots were shaking and out of focus. We still had the camera getting the subject in focus and zoomed-in, during the sit-down interviews. It was distracting, but then again, since I’m going through the Medill program, I may be more senstitve to such things. I also understand when you’re doing guerilla video shooting, you don’t have the luxury to set-up a tripod and the subjects going on camera. So, I could appreciate the warped, up-turned shots of the McD interior and Morgan ordering another balanced meal from obese workers.

I am impressed where he was able to get his camera into, like the schools and their cafeterias. Wow, some fancy talking on this guy.

Overall, the film was well-researched, entertaining and I learned a lot.

I am staying away from the Golden Arches. Fuck that shit, I don’t want a McD belly and I don’t want my sex life to suffer.

Blogcritics has a nice little discussion on this

By the way….do you know what you’re putting into your mouth after eating at McD’s?

 

looking back at a bay area tradition

It’s nice to see the Chicago Tribune posting the results of San Francisco’s Bay to Breakers race….as usual the winners were from out of state.


[from http://www.baytobreakers.com/]

People on the SF Caco Society mailing list got dolled up in their fish suits for the annual Salmon Run, that more or less collides with the Bay to Breakers Race.

posted 5.13.04 to the list-serve: “We meet at Michael Lyons for cocktails at 6:30. At 7:45 we trek to Alamo Square. At 8:07 the Kenyans pass. At 8:20 or so the rest of the serious runners pass and we start our journey to the spawning grounds.”

Here are the post-spawning results - I love the quicktime movie.

I knew a bunch of people who ran in Bay to Breakers, real runners and people in it for the kitsch entertainment. I remember my buddy Reuben joined in one summer, during our Junior year at Cal. He said he started off strong and then he joined the back-of-the-pack club, about 15 minutes or so into the race. He thought he could acutally run and keep-up, without training….and he learned the hard-way….hell, but he got a cool T-shirt out of the whole deal….and I’m stuck heckling without a cool shirt. So, who’s the loser?

I’m always tickled to see the centipede groups - where a line of people are stuck together for the race - team building my ass, that would drive me crazy to be dependent on a a group of people to run 7.46 miles.

I miss watching the race….the costumes are cool…the naked racers are not so cool, but you can’t help laughing at their audacity to flaunt it all on local TV (the stations fuzz out the important stuff, don’t worry). Reading about the race makes me feel all fuzzy and nostaligic inside….which is wierd because I’ve only heard about the race from friends and co-workers….maybe, someday, I’ll train for something like Bay to Breakers. 7+ miles can’t be that long….

In general, I miss home. Reading about the race connects me back to home.

Sigh.