Sunday, September 17, 2006

Scrantonicity

The Police ain't got nuttin' on these guys
I never thought I'd live to see a TV show that takes place in Scranton. Yet, there could be no more perfect setting for the Yank version of the British hit, The Office.
When I watched the first show, it didn't do much for me. I should have stuck around. Eventually I got into The Office toward the middle of its second season. As Colin Farrell would say, "it's feckin' brilliant." The cast is perfect — so Scrantonian — and the writing is the freshest comedy on TV.
I just bought the second season on DVD and stayed up all night Saturday laughing me arse off, as Colin Farrell might say. (I don't know why I keep referring to him. Did he get drunk in that Scranton pub The Banshee once? Or twice? Or thrice?)
Anyway, it's great to have The Booze Cruise, Christmas Party and Drug Testing all within a DVD player's reach.
This DVD is so great, I think it deserves a Dundie. Don't you, Michael?

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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Funfight at the OK Carell

Have Proust scholar, will travel.
As a latecomer to The Office, I must admit now that I have become obsessed with the work of Steve Carell. Maybe it's the pesky flashbacks to bosses from my past jobs that are triggered by watching the show each week. Haven't we all worked for a Michael Scott somewhere in our less than illustrious careers?
Last weekend I saw Carell's latest movie, Little Miss Sunshine. At one point I was laughing so hard my eyeballs were bouncing up and down and I couldn't see the movie. (Damn, that means I'll have to fork out another $8.25 to see what I missed.)
Anyway, this guy's the next comedic giant. According to imdb.com, Carell's real name is Carello. So he's a paisan — cool! Plus, anyone who stars in a sitcom based in Scranton is OK in my book.

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