Category: Musings

Since We’re On The (Sailor) Moonshine…

Since we’re riding on the Sailor Moonshine this week, I guess it would be a good time to mention that Crave (the Canadian streaming service from Bell) has the original Sailor Moon anime… only it’s the newer English dub rather than the one from the 90s when everyone sounded older and for some reason, Luna had a British accent. That is actually the one big thing that I have to adjust to when watching this newer dub because Luna doesn’t have that and it’s hard to visualize her English take without it.

So I’ve been watching bits and pieces of this thing… jumping back and forth, here and there… there’s about two-hundred episodes of this thing and most of it is filler. I guess that’s why I prefer the newer Crystal version in that regard; when it comes to the major story bits, it’s a lot more condensed and little character moments mean something. Meanwhile, there are so many filler episodes between major plotpoints that it feels like we’re repeating the same gags over and over.

That said, I’m actually enjoying jumping into this old show. There’s an element of humor that Crystal was lacking, though I’ll admit that it’s easy to think of Rei in this anime as a totally different character from the Rei featured in other shows. And yes, Usagi cries quite a bit and yes, they find many ways of making the most out of a cheap one-note gag… but if I’m going to be bare, two hundred episodes of vintage Sailor Moon anime doesn’t feature as much as crying as a single season of Star Trek: Discovery. At the very least, I’m being somewhat entertained here.

That is all for now, kids.

Later.

The Bitter Taste Of Sour Mead – Catching Up With The Third Season Of Picard (Part 1)

(Note: This was written before the ninth episode of Picard came into being… except the last line.)

I haven’t been talking about the new Picard season as of late and quite honestly, I haven’t had much to say. A few episodes have come and gone since then. There’s only a couple episodes left on this run, so I suppose it’s about time we get back on track and share some brief thoughts on what has aired so far.

Obviously, there’d be spoilers. And I’m also going all over the place here and there, but if that doesn’t bother you, by all means, read on…

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No More Wrestling For Me… For Now, At Least

Yeah, so the header pretty much says it all, doesn’t it?

Let’s get something out of the way right off the bat; I enjoyed Wrestlemania for the most part. I thought that Saturday had the far stronger showing and the right main event with the right ending to provide a satisfying pay off to something that has been built up for a long while. However, while Night 1 showed that WWE was more than capable of paying off their storylines in satisfying fashion, Night 2 seemed to confirm that no matter how much of a good thing they got going, they are invariably going to find a way to fuck it up. I’m reserving any further thoughts for this Friday’s Ramblemania 39 musings and you’d better believe that I have quite a bit to say, especially in regards to the main events of both nights.

Beyond that, however, I’m taking a break from watching wrestling.

Listen, I’ll be honest. I haven’t been feeling it as of yet. The AEW side of things has been somewhat stagnant, no mater how many “important announcements” Tony Khan pulls out of his ass to announce the latest WWE job guy that he signed to a new deal, will push for a couple weeks on Dynamite before being relegated to Dark or Elevation at best and sitting at home at most. Dude, unless your important announcement is the return of MIRO and having him kill MJF for the World title, anything you say is blowing smoke out of your ass. At this point, you’re starting to sound like Dixie Carter, who had the habit of hyping every announcement as something that could change the face of wrestling forever, only to learn that they painted the walls of the washrooms in the Impact Zone.

And then there’s this Endeavor deal to acquire WWE and merge it with UFC to become this super duper combat sports entertainment super giant. When the best thing you can say about the deal is that “it’s better than the Saudis buying it…” I don’t know; maybe this’ll be a good thing, maybe it won’t. All I know is that regardless of who’s owning it or who’s running the creative, the same old creaky habits are still prevalent in the creative process and I’m just about done give them umpteenth chances. It’s been a fun ride, but I’m getting off and I don’t know when I’ll be back.

So here’s the deal; I’ve got one PPV musings this coming Wednesday, then the Ramblemania. And then we forgo any and all wrestling talk for the next couple months unless something significant happens. I have no problem filling the void with something else in the interim.

Later.