I guess I must be overly sentimental, but watching this made me choke up a bit this morning. I don’t know why.
Tag: video
A bit of nostalgic canadiana
The classic:
The soon-to-be classic:
Ode to joy, bork! bork! bork!
New Muppet videos debut on YouTube
When you’ve got a hammer, everything looks like a nail. And when you’ve got a franchise, everything starts to look like a licensing opportunity. That seems to have been the sad fate of the Muppets, those genius creations that started off as implements of education and satire, but wound up endlessly adapted into ever more tiresome remixes — A Muppet Christmas Carol, Muppets in Space — whose reviews have become ever more tepid.
In fact, wandering the Internet, it’s hard not to detect Muppet nostalgia in the air. There’s also the lingering gloom that accompanies a once-great brand — think of Saturday Night Live, never able to escape the conventional wisdom that its glory days have come and gone. It’s as if the franchise has been making decades of withdrawals on the capital it built up with the relentlessly inventive Muppet Show, until not much is left. It’s hard not to see Kermit on a talk show these days (he was on Live with Regis and Kelly in 2006) without taking him as a token of better times, when he had something entertaining to say.
Cue the Internet, eager to help. The place is awash in Muppets. Muppet Show clips are one of the many colonies of pilfered material that thrive on YouTube. Ditto Sesame Street, which has become a major player in the online nostalgia industry, as Elmo-hating thirtysomethings massage long-dormant neurons with the sound of the Pointer Sisters counting to 12.
Not only have the Muppets’ owners not fumigated YouTube to purge it of their material (the copyrights are scattered across Disney, Sesame Workshop, and the Jim Henson Company), they’ve actively hopped on board. Sesame Street, for instance, has a wealth of archival footage up. And when a preview of Leslie Feist’s appearance on Sesame Street, counting only to four – more evidence of declining educational standards! – was released last week, it immediately became a viral video in its own right.
And now, brand-new Muppet Show sketches designed especially for the Web have started appearing on YouTube. They’re there under the guise of being posted by the characters themselves. In the best tradition of viral marketing campaigns, their real origins have been left mysterious. They do, however, give every indication of being official productions; Disney listened very politely to my questions on this subject, and didn’t call back.
But any corporate skulduggery is forgiven for one simple reason: These things are good. Not just passingly cute, but somehow reminiscent of what made the Muppets tick in the first place.
They’re short pieces, mostly musical sketches: The Swedish Chef and Beaker sing the Habanera from Carmen with only the words “bork” and “meep;” Gonzo and his trained chickens cluck out the Blue Danube Waltz; Sam, the American Eagle, his attitude as relevant as ever (“WORLD wide web? Is there a way to put this on just the American part?”), leads an Independence Day sing-along. At the end of each, Statler and Waldorf, the disagreeable old men in the balcony, peer into a computer screen and deliver a zinger. “How many hits did that thing receive?” “Unfortunately, not enough to kill it!”
Groan. It’s all very self-aware; a couple of the skits are even explicit send-ups of the split-screen videos that have proliferated on YouTube lately, in which one person sings different parts of the same song into their webcam, then splices them all together in one Brady Bunch-style montage.
It should have been a recipe for disaster. Loading down an act with trendy Web references is a tactic that’s as promising as trying to impress your teenagers with cool slang. Did Muppets in Space go south? Then let’s try “The Muppets Go Viral”! But these shorts left me tickled. Not just because I was passingly amused, but because they give me a glimmer of optimism for a franchise I’d given up on years ago. In their ephemeral way, these shorts drill down to the same substance that’s on display in all those old Muppet Show clips: musical sketch comedy, well sung and absurdly executed.
What happened? It’s as if, by trying to wedge the Muppets into the conventions of viral video, the producers of these shorts accidentally got back to basics. The Muppets never really needed to adapt to the Web in the first place: Their oldest sketches meet the same criteria that help propel a viral video today: short, instantly accessible, diverting, catchy. They were Web stars decades before the thing was invented.
The Muppet Show was, first and foremost, a variety show. For everything else its creators packed into that half-hour, it always did justice to its musical acts. Later Muppet incarnations tried to capitalize on the popularity of the characters by using them as storytelling implements, which eventually lent them the sad feeling of a bunch of actors getting together long after their show closed. The new YouTube shorts signal that the show is back on again.
There’s a lesson here for those who are still searching for the right way to adapt video for the Web. The answer isn’t to be endlessly self-referential, or to contort to match the perceived whims of new media. Stick to a simpler ethos: It’s time to play the music. It’s time to light the lights.
The videos:
A very interesting law school seminar on why you should never, ever talk to the police.
From the point of view of the lawyer:
From the point of view of the police (who agree with the lawyer!)
Oh, fuck no!
Columbia Pictures has set an untitled comedy that will star Sacha Baron Cohen as master detective Sherlock Holmes and Will Ferrell as Watson, his crime-solving partner. The comedy is inspired by Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes tales. Though the thrust is different, the Baron Cohen-Ferrell pairing is the second major studio project featuring the supersleuth, as Warner Bros. is prepping the Anthony Peckham-scripted drama “Sherlock Holmes” with director Guy Ritchie.
Borat and Ferrell? shoot me now, please! Not since Jackie Chan did a remake of Jules Verne’s Around the world in 80 days has such an abomination been brought to the screen.
Having gotten the bad news out of the way though, the Guy Ritchie version might be very interesting, if they get the tone right.
I love nasty nasty house music
In fact, I don’t.
Katy and I went to the gym on sunday to try and get back into the exercise groove. The grunter was there when we arrived. There are several stereotypical gym members: the poser, the socialite, the fitness nut. We had to endure the grunter this weekend. You know the type: every move that is made by the grunter seems to require tremendous force and the only way to get it done is to make an obscene amount of noise, as though extracting strength from the air itself. Decidedly unpleasant. The atmosphere in the gym really wasn’t helped by the grunter’s choice in music. The post title was the only lyric in a song that lasted well over 10 minutes. At least he left shortly after we arrived, so we managed to get a decent workout with decent music.
We had a nice weekend, generally. I mowed the grass (while it was still less than a foot high – unheard of!) and Katy met the midwife assigned to her for the first time on saturday (about 6 weeks later than she should have, but no harm done) and we went into town on sunday to do a bit of shopping (I bought new frying pans, yaaaaaaaaay!) and to catch a movie. We watched Wanted. Some people don’t like it but I found that, even though it’s a no-brainer and that bits of it are far-fetched and/or predictable, I was thoroughly entertained for 2 hours so it’s all good in my books.
I made coq au vin for dinner and prepared some prepared some tandoori chicken, which was left marinading overnight for tonight’s dinner. Besides that, not a whole lot happened. The cats got fuss, the fish still need cleaning out and all is generally well in the world.
How to give the perfect man-hug
Maybe you’ve never noticed, given that feminists are always talking about the ladies, that there are lots and lots and lots of things that (real) men are not supposed to do. For instance: drink fruity drinks, wear pink shoes, look at their fingernails the wrong way, enjoy a “chick flick,” like a girl, like cats, prefer not to fight, care about grades, eat salad… should I go on? You get the gist.
Comparably, women have got it good. We’re allowed to knit and play soccer, be a mom and be a lawyer, take dance and karate, wear skirts and pants!
How do we make sense of this? Crash course: Femininity is just for chicks. When men do feminine things, they are debasing themselves. Masculinity is awesome and for everyone. When women do masculine things, they’re awesome. This is sexism: Masculinity rules, femininity drools. Men are encouraged to stay away from femininity, so their individual choices are constrained, but they also are staying away from something debasing. In contrast, women are required to do a least some femininity, so women are required to debase themselves, at least a little bit, even as they are given more options.
I say this all to introduce this hilarious example of men and how they have to worry about doing masculinity
How To Give The Perfect Man Hug
From: http://contexts.org/socimages/2008/06/26/how-to-do-masculinity/
The types of boyfriend I’ve been
Most excellent.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I bring you the Bobble Dance
I've finally taken the time to get pictures and stuff off my camera and have a little fun with them. This is part of what was on my memory card:
Here's another bit:

This is what I have to deal with when I get to bed after being on the laptop for longer than Katy deems suitable.
