There are new Silhouette posts up.

You may even recognize at least one of the contributors.

Let me laud the benefits of Paste Magazine ("Signs of Life in Music, Film, & Culture"):

• 20+ track sampler music CD in every issue. Every sampler is like the best 80 minutes of radio you’ve ever heard, and you’re guaranteed not to know all the musicians on the disc. I have 24 of the 25 samplers on my harddrive at work (#4 came shattered), and I use them like my own private radio station.
• A DVD every other issue (at least that was the pattern... we’ll see with the next one) that includes music videos and short films.
• It’s now published monthly. Paste started in 2002 as a quarterly magazine.
• Lots of reviews of music, books, and movies that are all the rage with the kids these days.

The October 2006 (#25) issue’s cover story is on Zach Braff. Cool, yo. There are also articles on The Decemberists, Bavarian beer, and... did I mention music and books reviews? They got lots. Anyone want to gift me copy of Thirteen Moons?

This issue also delves in to “The 24 Best Hours on Television” in which we find this little gem (and some minor personal vindication) from contributor Reid Davis:

“You’re not supposed to be watching this” is what each week’s feminine-hygiene ad barrage says. So why do I, a red-blooded hetero male, love Gilmore Girls? There’s the snappy, Front Page-worthy dialogue referencing everything from Ava Gardner to XTC. There’s Paste-caliber musical knowledge (Grant-Lee Phillips busking; Sebastian Bach delivering sly self-parody; a cameo from Sonic friggin’ Youth!), and characters you want to simultaneously hug and strangle. (Scrubs’ Turk said it best: “I’m so mad at Lorelai, I can’t even speak right now.”) It has nothing to do with my wife having grown up in a small Connecticut town a half-hour from Hartford. I swear.

Other good shows for which Paste agrees with me:

• House
• Scrubs
• Battlestar Galactica

Minor beefs from the list:

• I never got in to the NBC’s version of The Office. I prefer the original Ricky Gervais version.
• Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip hadn’t even aired when Paste #25 went to print. Sure, important editors of big, fancy magazines may get previews before mere mortals. And Aaron Sorkin does have a pretty good track record. But the blurb strikes me as a bought-and-paid-for NBC advertisement.
  

I had someone give me some pucky over my admission that I have, in fact, seen an episode or two of Gilmore Girls. Apparently GG is a ‘girl’ show, and, as a guy, I should either pooh-pooh it or pretend I don’t know about it.

Here and now, I publicly state the following:

• I have seen the show.
• There were times I enjoyed the show.

I can admit this because I’m secure in my manhood. Sensitive, but manly. Rugged and manly, yet sensitive. Strong, rugged, manly, sensitive... and secure. I’m a veritable wellspring of strongly rugged sensitive manliness. Eat that.

I’m not a writer (as you can tell, I’m sure), but I can tell that a good script makes a TV show work. Actors’ abilities can only take a lame story so far. For a TV serial, you need a good story, a decent arc, and smart lines here and there. Characters with whom you can identify come out of good scripts.

The TV shows that I tend to like most are those with witty lines and real (often sarcastic) characters. The better of these, though, are the throw-away lines spoken quickly and semi-randomly. And these lines aren’t belabored--you have be paying attention in order to hear it. Someone says it; it’s funny; they move on.

Shows I know and like that do this: Scrubs; House; West Wing; Gilmore Girls; Sports Night; M*A*S*H (note: only one ‘girl’ show on this list). And now I add Firefly.

Some other TV shows try to do the one-liners (the Laws & Orders; the CSIs; Without a Trace), but their lines usually fall flat to me. Maybe the writer is working too hard at trying to be memorable, pithy, or ironic. I’m not saying I could do better than these; in fact, I’m pretty sure I couldn’t. But that doesn’t mean I have to like lameness.

But this wasn’t supposed to be about trashing poorly written TV shows. It’s about rejoicing in, and enjoying, good scripts, whatever the target audience. And that I’m manly.

Update 1:22pm: Another good show: The Tick (animated) (I have no opinion on the live action show.)

Boy, talk about your community involvement:

Folks in Beloit, WI got together and staged George Seurat's "A Sunday on LaGrande Jatte" over the July 4th weekend:



Flickr links here and here. Newspaper story here.

Very stinkin' cool.

A few summers ago I went through a special Seurat exhibit at the Art Institute of Chicago that focused on Seurat's preparation for and execution of LaGrande Jatte. Sadly, I have no pictures to show (since the AIC folks were pretty serious about their picture-taking policies).

(Note: cross-posted to xanga.)