My girls and I tried out the new live-action One Piece series on Netflix. It wasn’t really our thing. But I was able to pivot their love for anime to get them to try out Cowboy Bebop (the original 1998 series, not the live-action Netflix catastrophe). Despite it being “too old”, they’ve come around to embrace it. It has been a fun revist for me as well. It is the perfect blend of sci-fi, kung fu, noir, and westerns with episodes regularly hitting hard emotionally. We’re looking forward to finishing the rest and moving on to its 2001 theatrical film.
Comedies aren’t going to land with everyone, but I feel that the human collective agrees with me when I say The Naked Gun 2 1/2: The Smell of Fear is one big RECOMMEND. It’s been 33 years since I sat in the theater and watched Leslie Nielsen’s Frank Drebin tell Robert Goulet, “I’ve been dating too, nice girl, an author. She wrote the book on male sexual dysfunction, you’ve probably read it.” I’m cracking up just writing that. I could go into the plot — some business about keeping the fossil fuel industry on top and squelching a bunch of progressive environmental reforms in Washington. Hmmmm, that sounds familiar. Anyway, Nielsen kills. Priscilla Presley kills. Robert Goulet kills. O.J. Simpson, ummm, kills. It holds up, it makes me laugh, I’m gonna watch another one.
I’ve been on a big Clint Eastwood movie binge this week, checking out some of his movies I’d never seen, and one I’d seen many times but is one of my favourites of all time. I ended up watching: