Will You Still Feed Me When I'm 164
This past Tuesday night, Barbara Walters, last seen forcing an uncomfortable Ellen Page to sing on her Academy Awards Special, hosted the ABC News Special "Live To Be 150." I could easily make the joke that Walters herself should be the subject of this show, but that's petty, and she's still got enough spunk and charisma to get me to tune into "The View" whenever I have a chance. The show covered all of the stuff we've heard before, like growing body parts and fountain of youth elixirs cultivated from a certain element in red wine (any reason to get wine-drunk is OK by me). It seemed like fun and games, especially when one of the leading researchers in the field of stem cells showed off his dinosaur eggs (just like Dave Chapelle has in his fridge), but then I started asking myself questions. Who wants to live to be 150? Being on the verge of turning 21 (22 days away for those of you that wish to keep count), I can't imagine being alive for another 129 years. How much will these treatments cost? If only the super rich can afford it, why would they want to live on well past their loved ones, having to go to funerals for many years into their near Highlander-like old age? Then I started watching "A.I." and got bummed out that this is the very problem that David (Haley Joel Osment) faces at the end of the film. A robot built to love is given one more day with his mother, only to have her die after that day and he continues to live. I went to bed shortly thereafter and wept out of confusion and fear.
Some devilishly good shows
My DVR records shows constantly leaving me with countless episodes of "Eli Stone" and "Jon and Kate Plus Eight" (my girlfriend's favorite show) that I don't watch. There are two shows, however, that get me giddy with excitement when I see them pop up on my "recorded list."
The first is "Reaper," a fun "Buffy" meets "Clerks" show, which is fitting since the show's consultant is Kevin Smith. I've stuck with this show since the very beginning and I'm glad I have since not only is the mythology moving along (rather slowly) but Ray Wise as The Devil and Michael Ian Black and Ken Marino as demons-turned-domestic-partners are absolutely hilarious
The other is the insanely funny sketch-comedy show "Human Giant" on MTV. Aziz Ansari, Rob Huebel and Paul Scheer continue in the show's second season to make me forget what "SNL" ever was. With sometimes excessive violence, sexual taboos (like Will Arnett's portable sex machine) and wonderful pop-culture skewering sketches such as the Criss Angel (I shudder even writing his name) parody "Illusionators," this is one comedy show to make time for. During SXSW, I interviewed Richard Jenkins (nicest guy in the world) who you may know from "Six Feet Under" and "I Heart Huckabees," and seeing him pop up as Mr. Clowny, the bug exterminator/party clown, in last Tuesday's episode was awesome. The wide array of guest stars added to the aforementioned awesomeness, "Human Giant" is, without a doubt, the best thing on MTV.
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