Showing posts with label Pop culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pop culture. Show all posts

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Driven by a testosterone addled young fellow, but only on Sundays!


KITT is on the clock, the iconic car of the Knight Rider days has been put up for sale in Califorina.


The boingboing website, which features many strange and wonderful entries, has the skinny on the sale.

A car dealer called Kassabian Motors in Dublin, California is selling the talking Trans Am for $149,995 dollars. David Hasslehoff not included!

Gas mileage probably isn't very good, but you'll be able to put your road rage to good use!

Monday, October 30, 2006

The Places your travel agent won’t book you into

MSNBC went counter culture for a brief moment today, featuring a Newsweek “web exclusive” story on a recently released DVD, featuring tours of some of the worst places on the face of the earth.

The Vice guide to Travel, is the creation of Vice Magazine, a pop culture publication that is certainly more in your face and less concerned about the conventions of modern journalism than oh lets say Newsweek.

Some of the sunspot destinations that Vice checks out for the faithful include, checking in with illegal-arms dealers in Pakistan, sharing some quality time with dirty-bomb dealers in Bulgaria and just in time for hunting season a quest for the wild, radioactive boars of Chernobyl. Now let’s see you get that package from the Travel agency in the Rupert Square.

MSNBC claims to provide a few samples of the DVD’s “tours” on the story page, though they refused to load for me when I tried to access them. I’ll blame the recent cutbacks at NBC; most likely they fired the guy that embeds the clips to the website. When in doubt always blame the management!

The magazine is definitely shooting a at least one decade and maybe two, below my demographic, but that doesn’t stop me from trolling it’s web platforms pages on occasion. If for no other reaston than just to see what it is that I’m missing out on, as I ponder the sunset years on my horizon. It makes generous use of YouTube video and takes an approach to current events that the mainstream outlets won't dare to try anytime soon.

Be warned ahead though, they like to drop the F bomb ( a lot) and it's not something you want to be surfing at, when the young ones come around to see what Mom and Dad are doing on the computer!

One of the publishers, Shane Smith is a Canadian, who takes on the role of guerrilla tour guide himself on some of the expeditions. He started the Vice project while living in Canada but has since moved himself and his idea down to New York, using it as his base for world travel.

He offers one hint as to what it takes to successfully go into places that most journalists, let alone travel writers would have difficulty finding. “We dress up the part and go with them. They say, don't act like an American and you won't have problems. When you're just kind of bummy, wearing an old T shirt and have a beard with food in it, then no one looks twice.”

Foreign correspondents of the world take note!

In the Newsweek piece, Vice's creators expressed concern over its recent affiliation with the MTV network in the USA, feeling that they probably don’t have as much in common with them as that pop culture network might think.

Though you have to wonder how they must feel about the attention from MSNBC and Newsweek, we gather it’s probably a lot like the feeling that kids get when they find out that the parent’s have actually figured out what they’ve been up to!

Sunday, October 01, 2006

EA Sports: It’s in the game, they’re on the shelf!

Everyone has heard about the Sports Illustrated cover curse, a famous athlete finally achieves sports immortality by becoming featured on the cover of the most popular sports magazine in the world. The next thing he knows, injury strikes and the career takes a sideways step during convalescence.

Well, the SI curse is old school; welcome to the digital era and something that is starting to worry NFL players just a little bit. The Madden curse, yet another NFL star has suffered an injury after becoming featured as the cover photo athlete on the Madden 07 game box.

Shaun Alexander, star running back of the Seattle Seahawks is on the indefinite injury list, due to a fracture in his foot. Alexander’s team mates may be a tad superstitious with Alexander’s departure from the line up, the Seahawks lost and lost big to the Chicago Bears on Sunday night.

The Madden Curse goes back to 2000 and a cover featuring Barry Sanders, before the game had even hit the store shelves Sanders had announced his retirement from pro football. 2002, brought Dante Culpepper to the cover and then off to the medical room with knee problems, that after struggling all season long.

Marshall Faulk was selected for the 2003 cover, who promptly suffered an ankle injury and failed to rush for 1000 yards and never did again. The 2004 game belonged to Michael Vick; the star Falcons quarterback who fractured a fibula on the day after the game was delivered to the store.

2005 was a curse free year, but 2006 brought misery to Philadelphia, where cover star Donovan McNabb had a horrible year and suffered a hernia in the first game and never regained his form.

With Alexander adding to the legend of the Madden curse, it will be interesting to see what they do in 2007, there could be more than a few players asking to take a pass on the privilege of sharing the marquee with big John!

Saturday, September 30, 2006

Everyone's a critic

Weary of such titles as Beerfest and Jackass II, a rural movie theatre owner in Illinois decided to send Hollywood a personal message.

Greg Boardman, owner of the Lorrainne Theatre in Hoopesville, Illinois decided to have his screens go blank for two weeks rather than offer up Jackass II as the featured attraction to the farming community of 6,000.

Boardman recently shut down the theatres when the distributors saddled him with Beerfest, Boardman says he will continue with his policy so long as Hollywood keeps sending the drivel and so far quite a few folks in the area are supportive. Most of whom however, are certainly beyond the Beerfest and Jackass demographics.

Most of those who thought he was doing the right thing were above the age of fifty, those who figure he's a "crybaby" were below the age of 35, leaving a gap of fifteen years we guess for folks that might find something they like in Hoopesville.