TIM MOLLOY
LOS ANGELES – Actor Pat Morita, whose portrayal of the wise and dry-witted Mr. Miyagi in “The Karate Kid” earned him an Oscar nomination, has died. He was 73.
Morita died Thursday at his home in Las Vegas of natural causes, said his wife of 12 years, Evelyn. She said in a statement that her husband, who first rose to fame with a role on “Happy Days,” had “dedicated his entire life to acting and comedy.”
In 1984, he appeared in the role that would define his career and spawn countless affectionate imitations. As Kesuke Miyagi, the mentor to Ralph Macchio’s “Daniel-san,” he taught karate while trying to catch flies with chopsticks and offering such advice as “wax on, wax off” to guide Daniel through chores to improve his skills.
In the Rock Operea Tommy, what’s Tommy’s last name?
Not stealing your gig Kevin, just have a few that I like to pull on people.
THAT didn’t take long. Good one Doc.
Okay, one more ‘cuz that was too quick:
In what movie did the song, My Kind of Town (Chicago is), make its debut?
And there ya go Kevin. One of my favorite movies, Robin and the Seven Hoods.
Happy dayze is a-comin! Yahoooo! Sweet li’l daughter is a-gittin’ married next Friday! And we are a-leavin’ for Colorado first thing Wednesday morning! After Nurse Jenny finishes work on Tuesday, we’re headed out for Hotlanta, where we will be jumping up and….wait a minute…. easing ourselves onto a great big bird for the short 3 1/2 hour ride to Denver, and we get to spend a glorious week in our favorite of all states! We’ll be renting a car in Denver and driving the rest of the way to Florence, just south of Colorado Springs, where Sheryl lives. I guess we have to make a quick stop at Monument and see our old house, and maybe visit with my old pals at the fire house, where I once was the only paramedic. A couple of miles south of there is the AF Academy, and we plan to meet our son and his family at the gift shop at Focus on the Family’s huge campus.
(A great place to visit, I was involved in some of the initial construction phases there, and it was my privilege to furnish the radios used in the dedication day festivities back in 1993.)
Sheri had one of those disasters that sometimes happens from her first marriage, but she has three of the most wonderful daughters from that time around. This time she gets another Joe…..Too many Joes in this family! Her Joe is Joe Caruso, one of those great Italian guys, and we believe she has the grand prize winner this time! Joe is a really super guy, and he’s gonna be a teriffic son-in-law, for sure. They’ve been dating for about two years now, so they should be pretty much getting used to having each other around by now. All I can say is that Joe had better mind his manners, because she’s a small package of high-explosive dynamite. I oughta know – I raised her! Whooff!
The hard part is that I gotta walk her down the aisle and give her away: And I happen to be one of those old softies with emotions on my sleeves! Somebody’s gonna have to help the doddering old man back to his seat!
We’ll be taking tons of pictures, as this will be the first time in many years that – wait a minute! This will be the first time EVER that we’ve had both our children and ALL of our grandchildren together at the same time! Wow! Last time we were together, two of the granddaughters were with Sheri’s ex, he had absconded with them, starting an eight year battle that she finally won just weeks ago. But what a happy family reunion this will be, us, five grandkids, and our two wonderful children, both with the best spouses anywhere! Who could ever ask for anything more?
Friends at the Brief, join us in wishing them all the best in the world!
Ok, through gloating. đ
This film was supposed to be his follow-up to Gone With The Wind.
And NO – not even a hint of googling! Please: give the folks that might know this upright a chance to respond first.
Hint #1: There are actually TWO viable answers to this one. And, of course, the second half should be obvious, as his name and GWTW are inextricably tied together.
Congratz to reader Bill (see comments).
Timestamp jiggered to bring to the fore.
1.) Are you done with the name changes yet?
2.) Why shouldn’t we believe Dennis the Peasant?
And if you’re involved or think you’re involved with Pajamas Media, you may want to read his entire site. I have no idea if he’s just a looney (Monty Python Lives!) or not, but ya gotta ask yourself who are you going into business with?
I posted the second question on Baldilock’s site too since she’s now the HMFIC of Blogger Relations.
Hat Tip to Stryker.
Update: I guess I should have looked on Roger Simon’s Blog for his repsonse first. Silly me, I’ve been trying to find something at Pajamas Media, OSM, Pajama’s Media. I don’t know what the answer is, but I do know I wouldn’t play cards with these guys. I don’t like the way they treat their friends.
This former child-star was convicted in 1998 of conspiracy, mail and securities fraud, and was arrested two weeks ago on similar charges.
Note: Timestamp jiggered to move to the fore
Congratz to reader, Dan Lyke (see comments)
On his Dilbert.Blog, Scott Adams explains navigating a publisher’s bureaucracy, in order to portray a cop shooting an unarmed perp:
The problem is that thereâs an unwritten rule in newspaper comics that you canât show a gun being fired. I knew that, but my editor was new on the job and I thought it was the perfect time to try and slip one through. But his alert assistant thwarted my plan and brought it to the attention of an informal committee of executives to decide how to handle it. The group ruled that the gun could not be shown. The concept of a peace officer gunning down an unarmed suspect was okay, but I couldnât show the actual gun firing.
[…]
Luckily I have 16 years of corporate experience, and I know how to navigate my way around group decisions. What you need is a solution that could only appeal to a committee. I suggested a compromise. I would keep everything the same, except the gun would be replaced with a donut⌠that fires bullets. My compromise was accepted. Without explanation to the readers, this is the actual comic that ran that
I wonder how long this “unwritten rule” has been in existence? It has been a very long time since I’ve read Dick Tracy, or Barney Google and Snuffy Smith. But I’m pretty sure I’ve seen guns fired on both. And then, of course, there’s Willie and Joe: lot’s of guns being fired there – if only in the background.
Hat Tip: Todd Zywicki at Volokh
This one should be fun. đ What do all of these performers have in common: Margaret Hamilton, Jim Carrey, Yvonne Craig, Susan Oliver, Willem Defoe and Lou Ferrigno?
Congratz to reader TAJ (see comments)
Actually, after my cinema viewing of Joss Whedon’s Serenity, I hadn’t given it another thought. That is, until today – when Timmer mentioned it in comment to my earlier post. So, I decided to check-up on it.
Well, the good news is, it’s not a flop. It’s at about $37 mil – domestic and overseas BO, just now. So, it will likely cover its $39 mil production budget – and really small promotion budget, just on ticket sales, before the auditorium doors finally close.
But, as I have said before, that’s really not “success” in Hollywood – you should cover everything just in domestic box office. Everything else is gravy. But, just having your ass covered before you go to video ain’t entirely bad.
Well, with any other flick, I’d think this was the end of the road. But Whedon still has that huge Buffy/Angel halo over his head. And then there’s that massive Firefly video sales thing to consider. My prediction is that, if the video turn-out for Serenity is anything close to that for Firefly, Whedon will at least get offers for a direct-to-video sequel, if not another cinema feature.
I bet Stryker gets this right off the bat. đ
Correlate these two names: Reese Witherspoon; Don Ho.
Update: DUDES! This is so simple, when you get the answer, you will smack yourself on the forehead and say, “why didn’t I get that?”
Dudes – think about relationships: professional, familial, creative whatever.
Congratz to reader Bill (see comments)
This should be easy. What am I talking about here?
In this film. it was Highland Green. And in this film, it was Heritage Blue and Epic Orange.
Update: DemoMan is within inches of the correct answer (see comments). But I think he’s so sure he knows what he knows, he doesn’t know enough to question himself. đ
I’ve tweaked the time tag to bring this back to the fore. I’ll give the correct answer tomorrow, if no-one comes up with it first.
The Answer! DemoMan might have fouled himself up by giving too much information. đ It is correct that those were the cars Steve McQueen drove in Bullitt and LeMans. But the LeMans car was a Porsche 917K, as John Wyer’s JW Automotive/Gulf Oil team raced in 1970 and 71. The blue and orange GT40P (#1075) raced, and won, at LeMans in 1968 and 69.
As well, Carroll Shelby had very little involvement with any of the Fords mentioned. The JWA/Gulf GT40P was a Mark I (Shelby American was involved principally with the Mk. II and IV). The Mustang GT 390 (there were actually two used in the film, only one still exists) was modified for the rigors of the chase scenes by veteran race driver and builder Max Balchowsky.
In recognition of Sweeps Week, InstaPunk compares the CSIfranchise to 77 Sunset Strip, and it’s knock-offs:
We all know that the CSI franchise is a lot more serious than the old “77” clones. William Petersen, David Caruso, and Gary Sinise almost never smile, except ruefully, rarely chase women they aren’t trying to put on death row, and their partners are no longer exclusively male because the secretaries and cabaret singers have been promoted to professional status, which means they don’t smile either.
[…]
It’s not that we’re pining for the relative innocence of the 1960s. It’s that we’re wondering why there are so many apparent references to the old shows, as if we’re being served up a deliberate subliminal message about the decline of American life. There are still two leads, and most shows unravel two cases. The part of the buffoon has been preserved but imbued with malice, generally as a stupid detective or ambitious bureaucrat (e.g., CSI’s Eckley). Even the Cricket Blake/Lusti Weather/Cha Cha role is still on the scene in the character of CSI’s Catherine Willows, the former showgirl/stripper who has advanced to the position of grim single-mom and night supervisor of forensics.
All the original elements are present, but they’re grimmer, bloodier, and more depressing. What are we supposed to take from that — particularly in the context of the astonishing popularity of these shows? We can’t help wishing that just one of the old conventions had been carried over intact to provide us with a single ray of right in the darkness. But…. hmmmm… come to think of it, there is one direct steal from the old shows that really is almost the same.
A very good read.
Hat Tip: InstaPundit
We finally got around to watching Donnie Darko yesterday. I bought it a long time ago based on bloggers’ referencing it and me going a bit nuts having no idea what they were talking about.
It’s weird, pretty, weird, disturbing, weird, good for the soul, weird, has a sweet late 80s soundtrack and weird.
I’m thinking you shouldn’t watch it immediately before or after Watership Down.
Please note that this post ushers in a new category: Eat, Drink and be Merry: Foods, Beverages and the Joy of Breaking Bread. I think this is in order; we’ve done many posts on the subject to date. And, while it may just be the season, we seem to be doing more all the time.
I have just watched (with several interruptions) The Cultivated Life: Thomas Jefferson and Wine, on my local PBS station. To any lover of wine, or of history (and most know I am both), this should be considered a must see.
It is almost cliche that, here in California, wine is central to our culture. But, as I was reminded of with this comment from my dear friend, Jude, the same is true, to one degree or another, of many other regions of America. Indeed, wine grapes are grown in every state of the Union, save for Alaska and Wyoming.
But it wasn’t always that way. Grapes are not native to North America. Historians believe that what Leif Eriksson actually saw, when making landfall in Newfoundland, were cranberries – not grapes. And the early colonists found their attempts to introduce grapes quite frustrating. While Jefferson was a great lover of wine, and became quite the connoisseur during his time in France, he was never successful in his attempts to grow grapes at Monticello. I have been aware of the basics of this for some time, but I found the detail and color offered by this program quite enriching.
Update: As my readers have pointed out, I was incorrect in my statement that grapes are not native to North America. However, early Americans – on the east coast at least – did have difficulties growing wine grapes (PDF – 55 pgs.):
British settlers first attempted to plant Vitis vinifera in the U.S. in 1619, but were faced with difficult conditions and low yields. The poor growing climate of the east coast even prevented accomplished European growers brought over by the colonists from establishing any sort of sustainable venture. It was not until 1818 in York, Pennsylvania, that Thomas Eichelberger was able to become the first commercially successful grower. Still, production was rather small and wine drinkers had to rely mainly on European imports.229 The first permanent and extensive wine production came later in the 1830s with the establishment of Nicholas Longworth near Cincinnati, Ohio.230
At the same time, unbeknownst to the isolated east coast, a separate wine industry began to take root in the west. Jesuits from Spain moved north from Mexico around 1700 and began setting up missions throughout California. Father Juniper Serra set up twenty-one such missions, all of which had vineyards. Wine served a sacramental purpose for the missionaries, but had little outside use at the time. Thus, when the missions began to diminish in importance later in the century, the vineyards also fell into disrepair without any interested parties to care for them.231
The California wine industry remained on the fringe until the influx of settlers from the Gold Rush arrived in the mid-1800s. Finding mainly missionary grapes, the settlers called for something better. In 1860, Hungarian immigrant Agoston Haraszthy helped create the Viticultural Commission to oversee the development of the wine industry in California. Haraszthy brought back many vines from his travels in Europe and distributed them throughout California. When phylloxera swept through the world in the late 1800s, it was discovered that indigenous vines from the eastern U.S. were not susceptible to the disease. This led producers around the world to begin grafting western and European vines onto the roots of the eastern vines in hopes of preventing future outbreaks. Slowly producers and consumers alike began pushing for higher standards of quality, which led to the creation of the Board of Viticultural Commissioners and the State Agricultural Experiment Station to control the artistic, scientfic, and business aspects of the industry.232
Disaster struck the U.S. wine industry when the 18th Amendment was ratified in 1919 instituting Prohibition. Many vineyards were either abandoned or forced to survive on government permits to produce small amounts of medicinal, sacramental, or cooking wine.233 Other vineyards were torn up and planted with inferior grapes that were used for unfermented juices, jams, and jellies. Some wine production did go underground, however. Such homemade wines were often heavier and were fortified to have higher alcohol contents. In fact, after Prohibition ended, two-thirds of wine produced was over 20 alcohol.234 When Prohibition came to an end in 1933, the industry was in shambles. An estimated 1000 commercial wineries had been reduced to 150, many of those only having survived as a result of the government permits.
Producers also refused to replace the inferior vines that they had planted during Prohibition, claiming that replanting was too expensive and that their products had been selling adequately before.235 In 1935, the Wine Institute was created to oversee, stabilize, and monitor the regrowth of the industry.236 The Wine Institute also served as a government lobby and a publicity board for the fragmented industry, although it failed in its campaign to make Americans realize that wine should be drunk with food and not merely for intoxicating purposes. In fact, consumer preference for a higher alcohol content remained through World War II, when 75% of wine made in the U.S. was fortified. It was also around the time of World War II that the wine industry finally started to rebound.237
The 1940s marked a period of consolidation as large distillers began to buy up vineyards. Four companies Schenley, Hiram Walker, Seagram, and National, owned almost half the industry at the time. Consolidation also allowed for vast improvements in consistency and quality. By the 1970s, the rise of wine had begun, as many discovered table wine as an alternative to fortified wines. Finally, the 1980s marked another resurgence where wine became viewed as part of a healthy, civilized lifestyle, rather than a source of inebriation.238.
____________________________________________________229 Richard McGowan, Government Regulation of the Alcohol Industry 37 (1997).
230 Oxford Companion to Wine, supra note 10, at 726.
231 McGowan, supra note 229, at 37. California now accounts for 90% of U.S. wine production. Id at 99.
232 Id at 43-44.
233 Id at 49.
234 Paul Lukacs, American Vintage: The Rise of American Wine 100-02 (2000).
235 Id at 103-04.
236 McGowan, supra note 229, at 49.
237 Lukacs, supra note 234, at 103, 108.
238 Id at 110, 128, 188. Ironically, per capita wine consumption in the U.S. peaked at 2.43 gallons in 1985. The current level
is around 2.0 gallons. Id at 188.
Interestingly though, the area around Monticello is now a hub for winemaking.
Celtic Tiger, Qwest Center, Omaha NE.
Lord of The Dance meets Far and Away meets Yankee Doodle Dandy. And I mean all of that in the nicest possible way.
It’s Flatley. If you like him or your wife likes him or your kids like him, GO! I’m sure he’d say different, but sooner or later those feet have got to slow down and you’ll wish you’d seen him in his prime.
If you have any Irish in you at all and you miss this, you’re goin’ to be crying in your Guinness.
You could wait for the DVD, but this thing has got to be felt. You’ve got to get the rumble in your chest. You’ve got to feel the joy of the dancers wash over you, and make no mistake at all, the dancers and the musicians are having much more fun than we are. They LOVE what they’re doing and they love watching our jaws hit the floor as they do another round of tapping even faster than the last one.
Gregory Hines may have invented the idea of putting microphones in tap shoes, but Flately and company have made their shoes instruments to be reckoned with. Celtic, rock, jazz, country, show tunes, their shoes make percussion a primal force.
This show literally blew us away.
Makes a lad proud to be from Chicago.
I had forgotten to post on this earlier, but the Military Channel is currently airing Gunner Palace, with an encore in three hours.
Their sister channel, Discovery Times, is also having an Off to War marathon – yawn.
Donald Sensing has a review of the movie Jarhead.
I havenât read the book, but the lack of distinction between whatâs live and whatâs Memorex doesnât help the movie, IMO. Perhaps as a retired Army officer I am at a disadvantage since I sat there mentally scoffing at some of the baloney. Example: sniper Swafford and his spotter, Troy, return at nighttime from a mission to find their entire unit blasting loud rock music in the night, whooping it up and dancing nearly naked around a huge bonfire of burning desert battle-dress uniforms. The four-day war had just ended and the Marines, including NCOs, are stripping their DBDUs and burning them. âDonât need these no more! Ainât never coming back!â one shouts. (Ah, the ironyâŚ.) Then they all start firing their weapons on full automatic into the air.
Well, âscuse me, but thatâs just crapola.
Go read the whole thing.
I have finally been able to see last year’s sleeper hit, Sideways, uninterrupted, from beginning to end. And I have to say, I’m sorry I didn’t pay to see this at the cinema. This is a GREAT film.
First. some full disclosure:
I’m sort of predisposed to like this movie for the following reasons: A) It’s a road-trip movie through California’s wine country, featuring two guys (sort of) my age. B) Those guys happen to be Paul Giamatti and Thomas Hayden Church – two character actors I have long been a fan of. C) And then there is Virginia Madsen – yum-yum.
And then there is: D) California, for which I must confess my undying provincialism. And, E) The wine, for which I must confess, I love – but know only enough about to be dangerous.
That stated, let me continue to say that, like most great cinema, the real beauty of this film is in the details. This is captured definitively in the visit to Miles’ mother’s condo – the subtle interplays are classic.
Ok, so now that I’ve established my creds as a legit movie critic – let me descend into the raunchy technophiliac crap that I love to wallow in:
First) It sort of amazed me that they never got north of Pismo. I mean, when you think about “California wine country” it’s Napa, Sonoma, and Mendocino – not San Luis Obispo. This is a good thing. BUT…
Second) They put so much stress on reds. The Santa Barbara/SLO county line (the scene of the film) is sort of the breaking point. But, here in SoCal, our hotter, dryer climate is more given to whites.
Third) And then there’s that tasting thing: At first I thought they were just doing that “cram your nose in the glass” thing for comedic effect. But then I saw them do it later. C’mon, guys – they don’t call it a snifter (rather than an inhaler) for nothing. You are supposed to swish, pass the glass under your nose – inhaling deeply, but gently – swish again, pass again, and then repeat as required, until you are satisfied you’ve sampled all the flavors the wine has to offer. You can’t just “snort a load” and go. A beautiful wine is like a beautiful woman: she requires some time to fully reveal herself to you. This is the most important thing; the essence of wine tasting is not so much in the palate, as the bouquet.
Don’t give up, Miles.
Here I was, just complaining about the quality of programming on contemporary cable/satellite TV. And, by-and-large, that still holds true. But there are some bright spots. For instance, I just watched episode 1 of Men of Iron, on the Discovery Science Channel, which focused on Isambard Kingdom Brunel and Thomas Telford – two rather “interesting” characters (to say the least). While indeed, it had many of the docudrama trappings of most of today’s historical programming, it was still excellent.
To the best of my knowledge, these three TV content sources have no direct relationship…
This morning, TBS aired the 1984 pilot of The Cosby Show.
Just now, FMC is airing Cosby’s 1983 hit stand-up Himself (upon which The Cosby Show was largely based).
AND… Bravo is airing The Cosby Show: A Look Back.
If you’ll pardon me, I have to go outside, and check the heavens for a syzygy. đ
I did without cable/satellite TV from the early ’90s until about 3 years ago. When I first got the satellite system installed, I was a bit miffed by the programming changes at Bravo and Arts & Entertainment. They used to focus on things like stage plays and concerts – sort of like PBS without the kiddie and instructional programming.
Well, just now, I’m watching the rather excellent Discovery Channel mini-series, Egypt Uncovered, from 1998.
And I have to say, cable TV programming has REALLY been dummed-down in recent years.
The “exit scene” from this film could not happen as depicted, because this vehicle does not have the correct engine(s).
First hint: It’s not Back to the Future Part III. đ
Extra credit: identify the type of engine actually used.
Update: Second hint: This film is a sequel. It is only by virtue of the extensive background work done on its predecessor (well, and the laws of physics – but movies bend those all the time) that we know this was a gaff.
Update: Third hint: In my experience on IMDb, this has to be the most-gigged film. This is because of the VERY loyal fanbase, and the aforementioned exactitude of its predecessor. However, this gaff, and many others, aren’t mentioned.
Think about it, people: Perhaps THE most meticulous feature film of all time, by – arguably – Hollywood’s MOST FANATICAL director. And its less-than-glorious sequel [by (hint #4) another director].
C’MON.
Update: Congratz to reader Steve C. (see comments).
…so why don’t you all tell me what you’ve been listening to lately. What’s tickling the ears? What’s putting the hitch in your giddyup (hat tip to Larry the Cable Guy)? What are you and yours using to get the bowm-chicka-bowm-bowm flowing?
When he died, in 1984, famous character actor Sam Jaffe had a career that spanned almost 70 years on stage, screen, and television. He was Simonides in Ben Hur, Dr. Jacob Barnhardt in The Day the Earth Stood Still, and Doc Erwin Riedenschneider in The Asphalt Jungle. And, for the latter, he won a Best Actor award at the Venice Film Festival, and was nominated for an Oscar for Best Supporting Actor.
Yet, for this , his most enduring line, he is frequently not even given credit.
U[date: Congratz to reader Bill (see comments).
Contrary to popular opinion, she did not suffer from Parkinson’s Disease.
Update: Congratz to our own AProudVeteran (see comments)
After what seems like months of this impenetrable, three-ring media/political circus, I have finally had a thought about the Plame Affair⌠no, not the one which everyone else has had⌠âSay What?????!!!â coupled with a plea for aspirin. This thought is original to me, and I have not seen it suggested anywhere else, and that isâŚ
What if practically everyone inside the Washington Beltway was already vaguely aware that Valerie Plame Wilson worked for the CIA? What if this was such common knowledge that practically everyone involved really cannot remember how they came to know it, or who first told them⌠especially if it came about through casual social gossip?
Well, really, it would account for a number of supposedly clever, politically adroit politicians and reporters suddenly stuck in the spotlight, fumbling for an answer to the question âWho told you, and when did you know?â
Practically anything sounds better than âEveryone knew, I donât know and I forget when!â
It’s sweeter when you’re from Chicago…even if it is the wrong side of town.
Jermaine Dye, Juan Uribe, may you never have to buy another beer for the rest of your lives.
Update: BTW, if you’ve grown up in Chicago, the White Sox winning the series has always been unlikely but it is NOT one of the signs of the apocolypse. That’s saved for the Cubs.