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A thought on Game of Thrones

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Sat, 08 Jun 2013 16:09:00 +0000

You all know that I've been a fan of professional wrestling ever since I was a little kid. And what most don't realize is that, beyond the violence and the spectacle, pro-wrestling is serialized storytelling broken down to its most basic elements. For a time, in the 80's, in the midst of Bruno Sammartino and Hulkamania, you had these long stretches of good guys, or, as they call them "babyfaces" or just "faces", holding the world championship and vanquishing bad guys (aka "heels").

But the usual trajectory of wrestling story lines have always been much more subversive. Historically, the heels have held the championships and constantly thwart the efforts of the faces to unseat them - partially through skill in the ring, but more often through cheating and the manipulation of the rules and incompetent refs.

See, the problem with most faces is that they think the most talented grapplers should be champion. But championships are won in multiple dimensions, where pure wrestling skill is only one, and possibly the least important.

Which is why Ric Flair is able to call himself a 16 time world champion. He mastered all aspects of the game. Not just in ring skill, but a mastery of ref manipulation, psychological warfare, timely alliances, and just straight up cheating.

Ric Flair & The Four Horsemen bragging, before getting called out

The storytelling genius of Ric Flair is that he was so arrogant and smug, audiences hated him so much because if it. They would pay over and over again on the hope that this time he might lose.

The very definition of the man you live to hate.

Which brings me to Game of Thrones, and, more specifically, the ruling family.

The Lannisters are The Four Horseman of Westeros.

They play the game better than anyone else. We admire and loathe them. And, as noble as the Starks are, they are overmatched. In this world, their very nobility is a liability. And the Lannisters are the real stars.

Tywin Lannister educates his son Jamie while slaughtering a deer.

The Starks played a great game of checkers. But Tywin Lannister is playing 3D chess.

That said, having not read the books, I think this next generation of Starks have learned the hard lessons that can make them competitive. But I think it shows the genius of George R. R. Martin that he's made the world so karmically unfair so far because our hearts keep hoping against hope for at least a just ending, if not a happy one.

But I would say don't count on it.

Wayne Brady is right

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Tue, 14 May 2013 23:39:00 +0000

So, first, a tiny bit of context, in the video link below.

Wayne Brady on Bill Maher on Obama's Blackness

For hundreds of years, Black slaves in this country were denied the chance to even learn rudimentary reading and writing skills. The ability to articulate was crime, often punishable by beatings, mutilations, and even death. Articulation was literally the next step in evolution and denying this to blacks was a key to maintaining the falsehood that we were less than human.

Articulate African Americans were literally not allowed to be Black by the racist structure that had enslaved them.

There was a time that eloquence and grace were attributes to be valued. Think of Paul Robeson, or Harry Belefonte, Jackie Robinson, or Dr. King, or Malcolm. Respect and poise were never confused with weakness. Far from it: they were signs of strength, self control, and maturity.

Anyone who hoped that voting for a Black president meant you'd be putting a thug in the White House really ought to re-think their understanding of what it means to be an African American. And I mean that even more for the African Americans who happen to read this than our Caucasian brothers & sisters out there.

On Charles Ramsey

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Thu, 09 May 2013 16:26:00 +0000

I don't think I can do much better than the man himself. Charles Ramsey, in his own words.

YouTube - Charles Ramsey recounts heroic day

The word "Hero" gets thrown around a lot. It's rare that we get a clear, pure instance of heroism. And I love the fact that he claims that he did what he did because he's a man AND he's a Christian AND he's an American. Talk about buying into the ideal! For that alone, Charles Ramsey is an inspiration.

But there are two things that bother me:

First, I'm really irritated by all of the people who claim this man is an embarrassment To me, the real embarrassment is that there are literally millions of decent, every day people like Charles who are dehumanized because they have not been given the opportunities those of us with the means to complain about him have had. More to the point, if we're uncomfortable laughing at some of the things Mr. Ramsey has said, take a moment and really listen to him. Is there a single untruth that, so far, has come out of his mouth?

Charles Ramsey is funny, but, most important of all, Charles Ramsey is REAL. As we used to say in college, he is real as a heart attack. Maybe we should stop making jokes or blushing and actually think about some of the more uncomfortable truths he has to say.

But the other thing that bothers me is the same thing that bothers Mr. Ramsey.

Girls are snatched away into the darkest corners of the world all day every day. One of the women Charles rescued had been friend's with the kidnapper's daughter. And the accused seemed like every other guy in the neighborhood - making ribs, working on cars, listening to salsa, etc.

I'm reminded of Josef Fritzl, who kept his own daughter trapped as a sex slave, along with 3 of the 7 children he sired with her, in a dungeon beneath the house he shared with his wife for 24 years. I'm reminded of Ted Bundy, who kept the bodies of many of the women he'd taken and murdered in the same secluded wooded areas so he could continue to engage in unspeakable acts, dressing up and applying makeup to the cadavers, until decay made it impossible. Let me not even get into Jeffrey Dahmer again.

There are monsters out there. And sometimes, they live right next door.

This is why we all need to be ready to answer the call. If someone like Charles Ramsey can rise to the occasion, why can't we all?

Review: Federal Jazz Project

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Wed, 01 May 2013 05:13:00 +0000

The border between San Diego and Tijuana saw a different kind of xenophobic fear in in the early 1940's than what we're currently used to here in America. Back then, according to Culture Clash alumus Richard Montoya and New Latin Jazz Quintet band leader Gilbert Castellanos' new stage show, Federal Jazz Project, the color of your skin seemed to matter much less than the color of your party affiliation.

Federal Jazz Project April 6 - May 5 at the San Diego REP

And with one of the original founders of the Russian Revolution, Leon Trotsky, having lived in exile for years, preaching the gospel of the workers to the Chicanos around him before his assassination, the mix of poverty, ambition, and the Red Scare are a powerful combination that serves as the dramatic engine for this fantastic period play that is, officially, about a pair of talented sisters named after the two border towns.

But a closer look reveals that the heart and soul of the story is The Kidd, played by my good friend, Joe Hernandez-Kolski.

A cursory glance would have you believe that The Kidd is, at first, just an bright-smiling overeager promoter for the two Mexican sisters. He's a character you would expect you could easily dismiss as just a plot device to showcase the amazing singing and tap dancing talents of Claudia Gomez and Lorraine Castellanos.

But as the story deepens, and the Second World War begins, the global fight against totalitarianism finds its way into the jazz club at the center of the show and smacks The Kidd's hopes and dreams right in the face.

As beautiful as the music and hilarious as Richard's own comic cameos are throughout the show, The Kidd's story helps unpack both the not-quite-unspoken Black and Brown racism of the time as well as the profoundly damaging legacy that political and racial climate has on some modern Mexican American children to this day. And just as the sisters San Diego and Tijuana dazzled with their performances, The Kidd's raw emotional power is both a pleasure and a revelation.

Here's a bit from Joe himself about his relationship with Richard and how he came to be involved with this project.

"Federal Jazz Project" - A word from Joe to my Friends

Honestly, I wasn't exactly sure what to expect from the show, but, between the music, the dance, the drama, and the history, I was more than pleasantly surprised by how full and satisfying a meal Federal Jazz Project is. This is their final weekend in the San Diego Repertory Theater, so I highly recommend anyone make the trip to the Gaslamp District and celebrate your Cinco de Mayo with this excellent show. You won't be disappointed.

Review: Fox's The Following & NBC's Hannibal, or NSFW Videos of the Moment - 04-16-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Fri, 19 Apr 2013 20:06:00 +0000

There's a very interesting conversation going on just beneath the surface of network TV about the blurred lines between imagination and reality.

It began in a very heavy-handed yet still entertaining way with Fox's new hit show, The Following. In it, Kevin Bacon plays the stereotypical FBI burnout Ryan Hardy, who's called out of the mothballs to recapture his old nemesis, literary professor/author turned Edgar Allan Poe-obsessed serial killer Joe Carroll, played by the very underrated James Purefoy, and his growing thrill-kill cult. While the serialized Rube Goldberg-style plot really stretches your ability to suspend disbelief in a way that only the craziest shows like "Lost" and "24" could in the past, the really interesting aspect is how Carroll sees himself as the actual author of the story playing out before us on the show. For Carroll, each crime he and his minions commit are all chapters in a book he is literally writing in the show about Ryan Hardy, who he's chosen as the protagonist. I'm reminded of something I think I read from John Byrne that, in the best stories, you take characters that you love and you torture them.

So, we have these fascinating moments where Carroll, without actually breaking the fourth wall, is forced to negotiate between his hatred and profound desire to just kill Hardy and his narcissistic need to keep Hardy alive so he can give him a good and satisfying ending in the story. Yes, it's crazy, but it's occasionally funny and always entertaining.

Check out The Following, Season 1, Episode 12 - The Curse - on Hulu.

Let's just say, I'm waiting to see how packing a mansion with a bunch of homicidal maniacs on holiday eventually works itself out.

But, the far more interesting side of this conversation about imagination and reality is happening in NBC's new series, "Hannibal". In this prequel to "The Silence of the Lambs", Hannibal Lecter (played masterfully and completely separately from Tony Hopkins Oscar-winning performance in the film version) is merely an extremely cultured psychiatrist called in to counsel Hugh Darcy's Will Graham, an FBI profiler who is credited with the talent for "pure empathy". Graham is able to walk into a crime scene and instantly and accurately imagine how the murderer felt as he committed the crimes based on the evidence in front of him. In these moments, Graham tells the story of what happened to the victims from the killer's perspective, much like how slasher movies back in the '80's forced the audience to literally see the teenage camp counselors through the murderer's eyes.

Check Out Hannibal: Pilot on Hulu.

Graham has such an amazing imagination that these horrific things cling to him long after and, of all people, it's Dr. Lecter's job to keep him sane throughout.

While they deal in very similar subject matters, Hannibal is a noticeably more sophisticated show than The Following in virtually every detail - performances, production, and, most important of all, writing. But, in this instance, instead of a character trying to get control of the reality around him to suit his own ends, like Joe Carroll, Will Graham is desperate to get control of the increasingly deadly alternative realities inside of him, and, frankly, Hannibal Lecter is just adding fuel to the fire.

I just thought these were interesting dichotomies - using fictitious serial killers to explore how we interface with the worlds both within and without (and the price that comes with both). They're both quite good, and neither is for the faint of heart.

Frankly, I'm still stunned by what's getting past the network sensors these days.

Quote of the Moment - 03-20-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Thu, 21 Mar 2013 01:04:00 +0000

"The people who are most persuasive aren’t necessarily the people who are actually right. Argument is a skill. Authority is a position. Trusting too much in either can lead you astray."

Ezra Klein, in his Bloomberg article reflecting on the 10th anniversary of the Iraq War, but illuminating a more global truth.

NSFW Video of the Moment 02-26-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Tue, 26 Feb 2013 17:18:00 +0000

Pulp Fiction - I'm Superfly T.N.T. !! - beware, if you have gentle ears.

Kiss or Kill? a review of 33 Ways

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Sun, 10 Feb 2013 17:25:00 +0000

Here's a neat book review of "33 Ways To Kill My Husband" by the folks at Wiles Magazine, an online lifestyle mag for multicultural women, that gets a bit into the actual romantic implications of fictional wives who want to kill their spouses. I have to say, I really dug the opportunity to chat with Teryl (the magazine's publisher) and really excavate some of the universal relationship drama at the heart of this story.

Anyway, you can read the full review here.

And if you haven't yet read "33 Ways To Kill My Husband", you can get it at amzn.to/thirty3ways .

Video of the Moment, 02-08-2013

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Fri, 08 Feb 2013 22:34:00 +0000

Stardust from PostPanic on Vimeo.

The Monster Next Door

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Thu, 07 Feb 2013 00:02:00 +0000

Movie Trailers: The Jeffrey Dahmer Files

It's something that's always haunted me from the first time I heard about Jeffrey Dahmer.

Most serial killers are either drifters or they own a home where they can ply their awful trade. But this guy lived in an apartment building.

I've had neighbors complain about loud music or banging kitchen utensils. How in the world was this man able to kill, dismember, ate, and make trophies out of multiple human beings while surrounded by neighbors?

No screams? No smells? Nothing?

It boggles the mind.

Video of the moment - 02-01-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Fri, 01 Feb 2013 21:55:00 +0000

Tombstone - You tell 'em I'm comin'...

In Defense of Uncle Tom

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Fri, 01 Feb 2013 16:35:00 +0000

Hollywood Shuffle - NAACP & Uncle Tom

Honestly, it was something I'd never questioned.

For those of you who don't know, within the African-American community, an Uncle Tom is a race traitor: someone who would harm other Blacks to promote him or herself among Whites. The term comes from an 1800's book by Harriet Beecher Stowe called "Uncle Tom's Cabin", set during the period of American slavery.

But, to be perfectly honest, I never actually knew what it was that Uncle Tom had done to sell out the other slaves around him.

This, of course, is why I love wikipedia. After all, how could I have figured out everything I needed to know about Ayn Rand last summer without having to subsidize her books?

But that, my friends, is for another blog post.

Point being, I looked up "Uncle Tom's Cabin" and, frankly, I was shocked by what I read.

Here's the link to the plot synopsis - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uncle_Tom%27s_Cabin#Plot

Uncle Tom was a deeply Christian slave who bonded with certain whites in such a way as to convince them of his humanity. His Christian faith sustained him as he withstood punishment from a hateful slavemaster because he would NOT whip the other slaves. And when asked to rat out certain slaves who'd escaped, Tom held his tongue, protecting them, even as he's being beaten to death. He even forgives the overseers for killing him.

Moreover, at the time that it was published, 1852, "Uncle Tom's Cabin" was seen as a key abolitionist text, one of the first to highlight the daily horrors of slavery. It was loathed among the slaveholding class and the author was allegedly referred to by Abraham Lincoln himself as "the little lady who started this great war."

Unfortunately, history was unkind to this book's legacy. As Reconstruction dragged on, Southern whites took to making blackface stage plays based on the book outside of Stowe's creative control, most of which depicted the near-saintly Uncle Tom as the exact opposite of the character's intention.

Honestly, I don't know what else to say, other than it pays to really know your history.

Video of the Moment - 01-28-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Mon, 28 Jan 2013 15:02:00 +0000

"They're Here Already! You're Next!"

Anonymous Quote of the Moment - 01-27-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Sun, 27 Jan 2013 08:36:00 +0000

"There are only two ways to become rich: innovation or exploitation."

Lightsaber-rattling with J.J. Abrams

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Thu, 24 Jan 2013 23:17:00 +0000

Nice fake-out, J.J

J.J. Abrams To Direct New ‘Star Wars’ Movie For Disney dlvr.it/2rLGv8
— Deadline Hollywood (@DeadlineCom) January 24, 2013

Now, a few thoughts:

more so that Star Trek, Star Wars is a space opera. In my humble opinion, "grandeur" is the key aesthetic sensibility. Widescreen. Very large depth of field. Very steady camera work so you can actually drink in the spaces. NO lens flares.
The world of Star Wars is actually very old. In many ways, it's a historical epic. Since the world has largely been in disrepair in the original trilogy, I'm guessing the new trilogy should show a renaissance. I think of Europe in the 60's, twenty years removed from the great war. Lots of rebuilding and construction.
Inevitably, someone in this new Jedi order is interested in more power. I'd like to see the origins of a new Sith.

We'll see if I'm right.

Opposite Ends of the Mall

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Wed, 23 Jan 2013 00:28:00 +0000

From the steps of the Lincoln Memorial on August 28, 1963, the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. asked America a question.

And, as he spoke the response echoed against the vast canyon walls of human history.

Twice.

God loves poetry.

Thinking About Walt

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Wed, 16 Jan 2013 17:48:00 +0000

Walt Disney Animations Steamboat Willie

I've made my creative bones over the years largely writing about very dark, scary, gruesome things. One of the things I've always felt about the horror genre is that it's that rare story that can encapsulate the full range of every emotion - fear, love, hate, surprise, suspense, disgust, triumph. But, as I've recently spent more time looking at the work of Walt Disney, I have to make a concession:

Even the full range of great, dark stories still have a cloud that hangs over them, by design. And, while they have their place and serve an important purpose, Darkness, in the end, has only one shade. Light contains the full spectrum.

Greatest Disney Moments

Just a thought, but maybe those of us who mine the dark corners should peek a bit more often into the more brightly lit spaces. In some ways, it requires more courage than lurking in the shadows.

Review: Lawrence of Arabia

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Thu, 10 Jan 2013 03:05:00 +0000

There are some movies that you just take for granted that they're supposed to be great, but that most people have probably never seen, let alone seen in a theater.

Lawrence of Arabia is one of those films. I consider myself very fortunate to have had the opportunity to actually catch it on the big screen for the very first time over 10 years ago at the Egyptian Theater in Hollywood as part of the American Cinematheque's 70mm Festival.

What was really amazing to me is just how utterly, overwhelmingly beautiful this film is as a purely visual, cinematic experience. The size of the canvas, the sheer scale of the storytelling, yet the exquisite, meticulous attention to detail in every frame is just breathtaking.

So breathtaking that, honestly, I really had no idea what was actually happening in the movie. I had no idea and, frankly, I didn't even care because I was enjoying the experience of the cinematic journey so much.

But, at the end of the day, I'm a storyteller, and it always nagged at me that I didn't actually get the story of such a great film. So when the opportunity came up again to watch it on cable (albeit with my beautiful but not quite as grandiose HDTV), I lept at the chance.

Now, if you only watch the first half of the movie up through the intermission, it's this incredibly uplifting tale about how one man was able to challenge convention to achieve amazing results and possibly remake a world for the better.

Very typical, Oscar-worthy fare. Very inspirational.

But if you stick around long enough to watch the end of the film, I gradually began to realize that it's actually a much more sophisticated story about the hubris and self-delusion inherent in the colonial system, and how even the most well-intentioned colonialist is still a supremacist. To see T.E. Lawrence brought so high as to be nearly deified, only to be literally thrown face-first into the bloody, mud-filled pit he'd dug at the bottom of his own soul is really surprisingly deep and moving today for a story so large. The journey is very deep and personal, while at the same time magnificantly broad and grand.

A great, complex movie. Oh, for the days.

David Lean clearly knew what he was doing and saying about his own home country, and I applaud him, Peter O'Toole, and their whole team. We should all be so bold in our storytelling.

Video of the Moment - 01-09-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Thu, 10 Jan 2013 00:58:00 +0000

Daily Nerdgasm - 01-04-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Fri, 04 Jan 2013 15:56:00 +0000

@cmdr_hadfield Are you tweeting from space? MBB
— William Shatner (@WilliamShatner) January 3, 2013

@williamshatner Yes, Standard Orbit, Captain. And we're detecting signs of life on the surface.
— Chris Hadfield (@Cmdr_Hadfield) January 3, 2013

Picture of the Moment - 01-03-13

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Thu, 03 Jan 2013 22:04:00 +0000

"Lincoln" reads Lincoln in The Lincoln

The Future? It's yours.

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Thu, 03 Jan 2013 16:54:00 +0000

As 2013 is getting underway I'm drawn to consider all of the different ways people talk about how they're going to change their lives, bring in new things, turn over new leaves, etc.

My word of advice? If you want to have something you've never had before, you have to DO something you've never done before.

It would seem simple and obvious, but I suppose I shouldn't be shocked by how many people act like Jerry Seinfeld in "The Bee Movie".

And the operative word in my first piece of advice is "DO". It's so easy to fall under the spell of things like the so-called "Law of Attraction". After all, what could be more seductive than a philosophy that tells you that you just need to pretend that you have something to get it, and if you didn't get it, you just weren't pretending hard enough. I can tell you from personal experience that I wasted years of my life vibrating but not actually going anywhere. Yes, we're spiritual beings having a physical experience, but my life didn't start to become more prosperous until I got off my duff (with a nice assist/kick in the arse from my wife - thanks, sugar). If you want physical things, you have to perform physical deeds.

My next word of advice? Never take advice from someone who's made their primary fortune giving people advice. It means that the best thing they know how to do is give advice. So, unless you're planning on getting into the professional advice-giving business (which is apparently ridiculously lucrative - just look at the Rich Dad guy, or the people who wrote The Secret), they clearly don't really know much about doing anything else lucrative or useful. If they did, they'd be doing that.

In my humble opinion, you're better off listening to the words of the people who've succeeded on a path similar to the one you'd like to tread. As a producer, I think a lot about George Lucas. As a writer turned director, I look at Francis Coppola. As an author, I think a lot about Clive Barker. As an engineer, I study Mark Zuckerberg and Jack Dorsey.

My final word of advice? There are no short cuts. Period.

If you want to be rich, start a business. If you want to be fit, join a gym. If you want to be smarter, crack a book. Whatever it is you've resolved to do this year, you need to make a blood oath to yourself to do it every day because that's what it takes.

I once heard a story about a high school basketball coach who had a bunch of players who thought they were NBA material. He took them to Philadelphia to watch a practice by Temple University's varsity basketball team. The Temple players asked the high schoolers how many practice free throw shots they take in a day. The kids guessed dozens, many a hundred. The truth was that they took close to a thousand. Every day.

And Temple hasn't been to the Final Four since 1958. Imagine what they do at Duke.

In closing, here's a little pep talk for the mission before us all this year that, given the day today and the speaker, couldn't be more appropriate:

2013 is yours. Go take it.

About The Year That Past

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Wed, 02 Jan 2013 16:01:00 +0000

Some truly amazing things happened in 2012 (Obama, Felix Baumgartner, SpaceX, Curiosity, The Dark Knight Rises, Game of Thrones) and some truly horrible things also happened in 2012. But, for me, personally, they all pale in comparison to one singular event.

I got married.

And it was frakkin' awesome.

But not nearly as awesome as her.

If you can feel me smiling a bit more than usual in 2013, that's why.

Happy New Year, folks. Let's get to it!

The Future in 2012

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Mon, 31 Dec 2012 20:03:00 +0000

After all of my crying and moaning, it looks like someone finally got the message and started bringing some true sci-fi back to the movie theaters. They weren't all successful, or even always good, but at least we're opening ourselves up to new possibilities again.

2013 looks just as bright

Not to mention Neill Blomkamp's follow-up to "District 9", "Elysium", and Alfonso Cauron's "Gravity", it should be an awesome year in the cineplex.

Review: Lincoln

noreply@blogger.com (Damon Young) — Mon, 31 Dec 2012 16:44:00 +0000

One of the best things I've seen in the last year was Ken Burns' excellent Civil War documentary, but I was always fascinated as to the way all of the combatants referred to each major battle as, simply, "a fight".

Which is why the opening scene of Steven Spielberg's Lincoln is so effective: it is, essentially, a fist fight between hundreds of Confederate soldiers and Black Union soldiers in the middle of a muddy, blood-soaked field.

More than anything else, I was moved by the intimacy of this film.

The war wasn't masses of nameless, faceless regiments moving along a chess board. It was a back breaking street fight to the death, fought among millions. The debate in the congress over these lofty issues like personhood and citizenship immediately descends into a raucous shouting match full of insults and clever name-calling. Average citizens come to the office hours of The President of the United States to settle a land dispute.

I was also particularly impressed by the rawness of the politics. For something so lofty and noble as the abolition of slavery, Lincoln and his cohorts employed every conceivable trick in the book - brides, coercion, misdirection. I'm reminded of a line from "The Kingdom of Heaven": "maybe one day you'll do a little evil to do a great good."

Reminder, again, that all politics are not just local. They're personal.

I have some issues with the end of the film. Frankly, I think the last five minutes are totally unnecessary and hurt the tone and style of the film. But it's still exquisite.