Quick update: new August show, thoughts on "Sliders"

New show booked for the 30th of August - it's a pass-the-hat situation at the Princeton Pub on Victoria and Powell.  Expect the unexpected and I suspect you'll enjoy yourselves!

Also:

Cath and I have been watching (well, for the most part, re-watching) the 90s cult sci-fi Jerry O'Connell vehicle Sliders.  We started it on our honeymoon, and most of it is set in San Francisco, so it's really been a way to extend the romance of those two weeks.  At least, I seem to have convinced my wife of that fact, because she's just as into it as I am.  Conceptually speaking, I remember the show from childhood, and I watched a bit of the first season in reruns during the last year of university, but most of the plots and characterization are new to me.  It's actually remarkable how differently you perceive a show as a child: from major details (an adolescent Me remembered Professor Arturo as the villain of the series) to minor ones (I have no memory of any of the characters - ever - referring to Rembrandt Brown as "The Crying Man," despite their insistence on doing so at least twice an episode).  It's also a lesson in adult versus childhood expectations from a TV show.  The first two seasons boasted low production values, a 90s guitar-driven opening credits series, and thoughtful explorations of alternate history.  The third season, which we're halfway through, has marked a pointed turn: the production values appear to have improved considerably, with major changes in lighting and editing, but it seems to have come at the expense of plotlines.  It's almost as if the studio re-structured the entire budget of the series, but rather than trying to work with what was already there, siphoned the money out of the only thing that had made the series successful (the writing) so that they could blow more things up (and make a CGI dragon).

But it's fun.  I can say decisively that I like Sliders.  I'm not sure why I'm blogging about this here; I felt compelled.  I just thought you all should know.

Before I sign out (see you at the shows next week - Tuesday at The Cellar and Thursday at The Princeton), I'm just going to leave this here:

B-bye now!

-CFord