Careful, Harry, I Can See Your Hogwarts Express...
Apparent Brainstorming Sessions at The Learning Channel
Executive #1: I have this documentary program, but I just need a title.
Executive #2: Whatchya got?
#1: Well, it's a heart-wrenching story about a family coping with the diagnosis of cancer with someone in their immediate family. It's a type of cancer that's attaching itself to the father's face, and because it's so rare, doctors are having trouble knowing what to do about it. I just need a title that will--first off--demonstrate the gravity and the drama of the situation, but without seeming exploitative. The number one thing is dignity.
#2: Hmmmmm...
#1: A doosey, right?
#2: Have you thought about... ... ...Face-Eating Tumor?
No, but really folks. And it has a sequel: 160 lb. Tumor. Are you kidding me, TLC?!?
So, PG-13, Then?
Anyhoo, J.J. and I saw Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire and The Crazy on Friday night. Let's just speed through this other crap: There were a lot of understandable cuts. Those kids are learning how to act. What's going on with the Weasley twins' hair? Cedric Diggory was hot. I liked Prisoner of Azkaban better.
What needs to be talked about is of course Daniel Radcliffe (you can tell he's English because of the unnecessary 'e') in the bathtub. I remember my eyes darting around the theater, thinking, "Is this supposed to be like this, or am I just filthy?!?" And, yes, while I'll make the obligatory "Someone's sure grown up, eh what, eh what?" comment, I do want to add, that--and I can say this without hyperbole--that no sixteen year-old in all recorded history has ever been that ripped. EVER! He had veins popping out of his bicepts, ferchrissakes! That being said, someone's sure grown up, eh what, eh what???
~Ephebophile (LOOK IT UP!!!) Damon
Executive #1: I have this documentary program, but I just need a title.
Executive #2: Whatchya got?
#1: Well, it's a heart-wrenching story about a family coping with the diagnosis of cancer with someone in their immediate family. It's a type of cancer that's attaching itself to the father's face, and because it's so rare, doctors are having trouble knowing what to do about it. I just need a title that will--first off--demonstrate the gravity and the drama of the situation, but without seeming exploitative. The number one thing is dignity.
#2: Hmmmmm...
#1: A doosey, right?
#2: Have you thought about... ... ...Face-Eating Tumor?
No, but really folks. And it has a sequel: 160 lb. Tumor. Are you kidding me, TLC?!?
So, PG-13, Then?
Anyhoo, J.J. and I saw Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire and The Crazy on Friday night. Let's just speed through this other crap: There were a lot of understandable cuts. Those kids are learning how to act. What's going on with the Weasley twins' hair? Cedric Diggory was hot. I liked Prisoner of Azkaban better.
What needs to be talked about is of course Daniel Radcliffe (you can tell he's English because of the unnecessary 'e') in the bathtub. I remember my eyes darting around the theater, thinking, "Is this supposed to be like this, or am I just filthy?!?" And, yes, while I'll make the obligatory "Someone's sure grown up, eh what, eh what?" comment, I do want to add, that--and I can say this without hyperbole--that no sixteen year-old in all recorded history has ever been that ripped. EVER! He had veins popping out of his bicepts, ferchrissakes! That being said, someone's sure grown up, eh what, eh what???
~Ephebophile (LOOK IT UP!!!) Damon