fine whine

I have heard rumblings of some more remakes working their way through production, namely The pink panther, The wicker man and The longest yard. Why, Hollywood, why?

Speaking of things that are repeated unnecessarily, apparently we are out of power again, and the whole neighborhood this time around. Were I a more spiteful person I'd say it serves them right for blatantly shining their holiday lights and porch lamps while the cursed few of us huddled in darkness. I'm not spiteful, though, just rather angry that despite the fact that I live within the outerbelt of a rather large city I can't depend on my electric company to keep the juice flowing nor my city to plow the streets around mine. The last major snowfall and freezing rain was last Thursday, for Pete's sake!

But I'm not looking to dwell on the crappy events that are far out of my control. Instead, I'd like to point out that Steve Martin as Inspector Clouseau in an upcoming Pink panther could well be very, very bad. I'm envisioning the Steve Martin of late who put in an appearance in (another 'toon-ish outing) Looney tunes: Back in action and there he was very, very bad. As for Nic Cage in a redone Wicker man (I'm not looking to see if he's slated to be the inspector or somebody else in the production), I'm not even going to try to think of that.

I don't know anything about the new Longest yard, and there too I'll likely stay in the dark, interjecting it only in conversations about bottoms of barrels.