Sweeter than Shirley Temple dipped in pudding.
TVGuide.com: What songs on your iPod would have their grooves worn down if they were vinyl singles?
Dohring: Hmm… what I’m listening to now? “You’re Beautiful” by James Blunt, “All These Things that I’ve Done” by The Killers, Sugarland’s “Baby Girl.”… Oh, and I love Johnny Cash’s “Sunday Morning Coming Down.”
Jason Dohring has kind of shitty taste in music. Logan Echolls would never listen to James Blunt.
In other vaguely Veronica Mars-related news, I finally got Alex to sit down and watch the Reefer Madness musical Kristen Bell has a (pretty major) part in. I was kind of worried it wouldn’t be as good as I wanted to be, but I was pleasantly surprised.
The Jesus-as-lounge-singer musical number was comedy gold. Robert Torti, the actor who did it, had the persona down pat. It was kind of like the last number in All That Jazz only it took place in heaven and starred Jesus. So that was a plus.
We also made it out to see the aforementioned Brick. After seeing it, I can say that I really really liked it, and that it really wasn’t that similar to Veronica Mars except for doing the noir thing in a high school milieu. Joseh Gordon-Levitt — who I always kind of liked on Third Rock — was perfect doing the young noir hero, who knows he’s going to make a lot of trouble, but doesn’t really care, because he’s got a job to do. It’s gotten mixed reactions for the dialogue — it’s this weird patois of old movie slang, teenspeak, and totally made up stuff — and the whole thing could have played as really full of itself if the performances hadn’t been so natural and committed to the movie’s not-in-any-way-realistic diegesis. It’s maybe not for everyone, because it’s a film that’s very much in its own world, but it’s a modern version of a Maltese Falcon, Marlowe-ish world that I’ve spent a lot (I mean a lot) of time and love quite a lot.
I did some other stuff this weekend, like sleep in a lot, make pancakes, avoid doing my laundry, and watch a some of Trekkies, which led Alex and I to argue on the subway about the date of DeForest Kelley’s passing (1999) and when Voyager started airing (1995). Because contrary to popular belief, we are not hipsters, but dorks, down to our very cores.
7 Responses to “Sweeter than Shirley Temple dipped in pudding.”
Rach on 17 Apr 2006 at 3:59 am #
Dude, I’ve had 4 friends mention James Blunt, in snarky passing, in the past two weeks, and you two may be dorks to your core, but at least you aren’t completely oblivious to pop culture, like me. Who the hell is James Blunt?
I had a friend import me a copy of Reefer, but I haven’t gotten around to watching it yet. I don’t know why. I should get on that.
Wrenkin on 17 Apr 2006 at 10:10 am #
He’s the most boring singer ever. He’s British, likes the high notes, and his career seems to be based on reinterpreting old Coldplay videos.
brenda on 17 Apr 2006 at 6:44 pm #
He has this total cheeseball song called “You’re Beautiful,” of which apparently Jason Dohring is a big fan. It’s sort of the modern version of “smooth” rock — in other words totally non-objectionable, but also incredibly boring. I hadn’t heard of him until his album was suddenly the top-selling in Canada.
Rach on 17 Apr 2006 at 11:15 pm #
Hee. Well, I have a friend in Texas who went to a Franz Ferdinand/Death Cab concert, and wrote this:
As we walked to the parking lot, we were passed by a teenage couple (shock!). They were apparently having an argument. Here is what I overheard, and it is the most fabulously fucking funny thing I’ve heard in a very, very long time. Perhaps ever.
HER: I don’t want to go to another boring concert! HIM: But it’s JAMES BLUNT!!!
(Obviously, this kid was very emo.)
Lemon on 19 Apr 2006 at 12:07 am #
I’m gonna see Brick tomorrow, got a double pass to the Uptown.
brenda on 19 Apr 2006 at 11:07 pm #
Rach: HI-larious.
Lemon: I really dug it.
Lemon on 22 Apr 2006 at 3:29 pm #
It rocked beyond expressible reason.