Lock Down This Rock!! Season 3, Episode 18&19

An irregular review series of choice Hawaii 5-0 episodes

F.O.B. Honolulu

Essential-meter: 6/10

Unofficial Title: The Ballad of Tony Madrid

Have I ever pointed out how ridiculously mundane the grifter names in Hawaii 5-0 are?

Anyway, back in the early days of TV, you’d run across Madrid’s character type fairly often. The sniveler. The tiny, little man who wanted to play in the big leagues. The sweaty mess who blows everything all to hell trying to be a Big Man. Rod Serling wrote a lot of these characters. It was a 50′s trope. Which means it’s quite hoary in the 70′s. Think McGarrett cares? Not one bit. He relishes putting the small man back in his place.

It’s a two parter, and that can only mean one thing: Wo Fat. The Red Chinese agent is like the McGarrett of evil communism: consummate, precise, always spouting inscrutable platitudes that sound vaguely like Confucius. One gets the idea that if he were on the side of good and Democracy, that he’d be ALMOST as good as McGarrett. If only he weren’t always trying to destroy the West and all we believe in.

The super-diabolical plot? Someone has some good forgery plates of $20 bills. Just imagine if the Chinese could duplicate our money willy nilly? Our government would instantly collapse. Or bail out the banks.

And not only do we get Wo Fat, but we get a rogues gallery of spies and Harry Mudd from Star Trek as a Russian agent.

There’s lots of “intrigue”. But in the end, the plates end up in the hands of Tony Madrid. Wo Fat calls him “Always too little, always too late”. McGarrett brands him a small, little man. In the end, who’s the Big Man? McGarrett.

My only complaint with this oversized episode? Not enough McGarrett, and too much pretty lady boring spy.

Awesome Moments and Hyperbole:

  • The Government, predictably, folds like a cheap suit, taking the first opportunity to appease the criminals. Leaving only McGarrett to stand up for true justice.
  • Harry Mudd is partial to wearing argyle sweaters in the tropics, and eating giant grapes.
  • One Shot McGarrett – Steve kills a Wo Fat agent with one shot.
  • Awesome 5-0 airborne raid on a radio tower, complete with machine guns!

Review: Guided by Voices – Let’s Go Eat at the Factory

There’s been some revisionist chatter about Guided By Voices as of late. That the late period, essentially solo Pollard material has been unfairly maligned, and is just as vibrant as their “classic lineup” era. I’m here to tell you this is completely wrong. And I’ll tell you why.

Let’s Go Eat at the Factory has some expectations attached to it. Featuring the same pre rockstar schlubs that worked as teachers and sawdust factory workers, it continues the myth of the band no one loved who became all they dreamed about. The story is strong. It fudges facts, ignores some truths, but it is strong.

I’m writing this after only one listen. And I have the exact initial reaction I had with their monstrous classic Bee Thousand. I don’t know what to make of it. And trust me, as a GBV fanatic who has listened to many, many GBV songs, this is an odd reaction.

So here’s the piece that’s been missing from the GBV primordial stew without this lineup. The fragment of RNA in this lineup that ties all the elements together: joyous experimentation.

Robert Pollard has been writing the same song for years. Either straightforward rock anthems, or fragmented prog riffs with familiar vocal harmony shoehorned in. The songs are different, but they feature the same fragments pieced together in different ways.

Lets’s Go Eat at the Factory has horns, soaring harmonies, sound loops, all sorts of stuff I haven’t heard GBV use in the way they use it here. For a group who I though couldn’t surprise me with anything, this is significant. This is growth. And it fits naturally into what they do. It also does something that almost NO Guided By Voices album does… work as a cohesive whole.

And having Tobin contributing songs can only help.

Like I said, this is one listen, but I thought the point important enough to express before I either fall in love, or distain with the album. But I have a feeling that we’ll end up having a decent relationship. Maybe not like Bee Thousand, but hey, Under the Bushes Under the Stars is a possibility.

Lock Down This Rock!! Season 3, Episode 17

An irregular review series of choice Hawaii 5-0 episodes

Ten Thousand Diamonds and a Heart

Essential-meter: 6/10

This is a meat and potatoes jewel heist, with a twist right there in the title. The Mastermind (played by Twiki’s master in Buck Rogers), is busted out of jail in a bloody hail of bullets by The Banker. The Banker ups the ante by killing the help he hired for the jailbreak to tie up the loose ends. Surely, we’re in for a mediocre ride with these seasoned criminals.

Awesome Moments:

  • The Mastermind has a heart condition, fakes his heart condition, and then uses drugs to induce a fake heart attack to get his hands on the rocks. Layers within layers, man.
  • The Banker smokes cigars only imported by one store in San Francisco.
  • A few shots of McGarrett’s ape-like hair on the back of his hands slip through the editing room.
  • Chin thinks the Banker isn’t worth investigating, thinking him too old and inept to cause any trouble.  This gives McGarrett the chance to bask in smug self-satisfaction when they find an old man hair on the scene.
  • No Very Important Speech this episode. Probably to make room for the very important heart condition switcharoo/switcharoo.
  • One Shot McGarrett – Where most action stars from the 70′s empty their clips, Steve always hits whatever he’s aiming at the first time. In this episode, it’s two tires on the getaway car.

Lock Down This Rock!!

Lock Down This Rock!!
An irregular review series of choice Hawaii 5-0 episodes

Season 3, Episode 13: Paniolo

Essential-meter: 5/10

I’m glad I don’t own a ranch. That way, I will never need to feel the pain of having the bank man take it away from me. As far as I can tell from television, and Hawaii 5-0, the bank does most of their business in biding their time for several generations before stealing a poor family’s land.

Cowboys in Hawaii. You’d think it’d make a fascinating mix. But no. It’s pretty dull. Hawaiian cowboys get their land taken away too. There’s some half-hearted plot about an accidentally dead, cheating loan officer, but really, it’s all pretty weak build up to McGarett’s Very Important Speech.

Awesome Moments:

  • McGarett on a horse.
  • McGarett pretending to be a cowboy.
  • McGarett wearing a foppish cowboy outfit.
  • Very Important Speech – McGarett is clearly on the side of the poor, everyman farmer, but insists, INSISTS that said farmer turn himself over to the law, which will be merciful and good. The Hawaiian farmer chooses to go out in a blaze of glory instead. McGarett takes a flesh wound to the shoulder to show how he too carries the burden of the downtrodden.

Lock Down This Rock!!

A new series because I’m bored!

Lock Down This Rock!!
An irregular review series of choice Hawaii 5-0 episodes

Season 3, Episode 13: The Double Wall

Essential-meter: 8/10

There’s trouble in paradise, weirdly enough, because an innocent man is in jail. Turns out the poor guy is framed, working in the prison infirmary, and has the only witness who can clear his name die in his arms. What’s a good man pushed to his breaking point to do? Take a hostage and force McGarrett to do glorious battle with injustice.

McGarrett needs to solve a case as cold as Klingon revenge in mere hours, or else the prisoner will be too sleepy to hold his gun, and will shoot his hostage(Boss Hogg). Steve ratchets up the hyperbole by yelling to anyone who will listen that he has NO TIME FOR ANYTHING BUT THE TRUTH!!

Awesome Moments:

  • McGarrett takes Chin to shake down a Chinese gambling den for information. The diminutive dealer gives McGarrett everything he needs in enigmatic platitudes. The dealer dramatically lifts up a bowl to reveal that all the gambling chips have vanished – not is all is as it appears!
  • Very Important Speech – Steve berates a scared witness who doesn’t want to testify lest he get hurt. McGarrett’s speech makes the witness have a change of heart, of course, and he gets a bullet in the brain for his troubles. Oh, the price of being an honest man.
  • Hey, it’s That Guy!
  • Prisoner is exonerated, set free, and faces no trial for violent kidnapping. Fair’s fair!
  • “If an innocent man is in prison, it has to do with all of us.” Steve McGarrett

Happy new year!

I spent the day fumigating the ol’ hosted server. It was infested with all types of vermin. Now squeeky clean! I hope.

It has been a crazy month. Let’s hope the new year brings great wealth and robots. I’m off to buy a dryer. 2012!!

 

Knives in the Ribcage

I’ve had better weeks.

I know I haven’t been talking about his house issue much, but this story will probably illustrate why.  Because until you get the keys, anything can and will happen.

Anyway, the process is dragging out far beyond projections, and I need to be out of my current apt this weekend. Supposed to sign on Wed, move in on Fri. At Friday night at 4:45pm, people are still quibbling about maybe signing at 5pm, and I’m at work not knowing if I’m going to have to drop the very important project I’m working on and run out the door. Because, that’s how you make a good impression at a new job.

So, it’s decided that signing on Saturday, and maybe keys on Monday. Instead of moving into a new house this weekend, I’m moving everything I own into a storage unit.

Late Friday night, after some needed beer anti-anxiolytics, I feel a sore throat coming on.

Saturday, during signing, I feel feverish.

The great news is tons of my friends showed up to help me out. Which is good, because I was in no shape to do it myself.

And here I am. Sitting in my empty apt with one fold out chair. After spending a refreshing night on a matrass hard enough to cause pain in any position.

Stage 1 (of many) achingly completed.

Damn, you ignore a blog

And it goes all to hell!

So, lots of stuff going on in my life. Got a new job. Trying to buy a house. If I fail, I’ll be homeless. If I fail, it will be through no fault of my own. But I can’t complain, because buying  a house wasn’t my idea in the first place. Or can I complain? Should I complain?

Naturally, a story posted that I dated WAAAAY in the future because I was going to scan my old comics and post them online. A new series exploring nostalgia for products that no one knows exists. This posted while I was away. Sloppy. Nothing but sloppy.

And I got a new iPhone 4S. This phone kicks around my old HTC like a time-traveller kicks around a Baby Hitler. So yeah, I now can post if I end up homeless, and ride the bus for the holiday season.

HTC Sucks – Man, I’m still busy

But I have to take the time to tell you how my Droid Eris has made my life a living hell.

You know, I even had a funny post when I first got this phone.  I was riffing on the meme of companies giving freebees to the blog talkers in exchange for favor.  You know, good old fashioned grifting.  But I gotta tell you, I hate my phone so much, that there’s no free gift in the world that would influence me to touch a HTC product.

First of all, it’s a phone.  One that simply doesn’t answer at least 30 percent of incoming calls.  I’ve watched it try before.  It will slowly grind into motion, throwing up the image of the incoming call, then it’s tiny, tiny mind makes the scroll ball flash, but man it just doesn’t have the gumption to get to emitting a sound before dumping the call.  When is a phone not a phone?  When it’s HTC.

Let’s say you want to call someone… you press the image on the call widget.  30 seconds later, it might call.  Or not.  If you press it again, you suddenly have two calls going, conferenced together.  Or not.  It’s impossible to tell what’s going to happen, because it’s tiny, tiny brain is so slow that pressing a button may work, or not.

Now, it’s taken to exploding. The OS will reboot when you try to reach the settings screen.  The OS will reboot if you launch the browser.  The OS will reboot after you HANG UP.  Yes, the tiny, tiny brain can no longer handle hanging up a call.  When is a phone not a phone?  When it’s HTC.

I’ve lived with this monstrosity for a year and 11 months.  I hate HTC.  For what they have done to me.  I will do all that is in my power to make sure that no one must suffer this fate.  So I’m not a star with thousands of followers on Twitter.  HTC will not listen to me.  But  let’s just say that if the tables ever change, I have a long, long memory.