Normally I reserve Sunday nights for weekend recaps. However, I didn’t get around to it last night. But this weekend was so marvelous, that, even though it has been a full day since the weekend ended, I think a recap is still warranted.
So many things occurred this weekend that I love.
There was of course the usual hanging out with friends and drinking in excess, which is never not fun. And also there was the fact that every team I support won this weekend (Knicks twice, Rangers, and the Jets, the latter of which won in spectacular fashion, yet again.) Those things alone normally make for an excellent weekend. But that’s only the tip of the iceberg.
On Saturday afternoon, I saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part One in theaters. Now, I absolutely love the Harry Potter books. I used to read them over and over again as a child. However, the movies just never were able to capture the true essence of the books. I thought the third and fourth movies were very solid, and the rest were bleh.
But this one… my God. When you watch this one, you’ll think that they didn’t even try for the first six movies, and that they were saving everything for this one. It was on a whole different level. It was true filmmaking, and true artistry, as opposed to just solely trying to translate a book into a movie. I can’t begin to say enough about how much Dan Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint have improved as actors. They truly carry the film and did a sensational job.
This movie is mainly designed to be the setup to the big finale in part two, but it holds its own weight. And honestly, you probably don’t even need to have seen any of the previous Potter films to enjoy it. As long as you can somehow get a Sparknotes version of the first six books/movies beforehand, you can go and watch it.
It was truly a great way to wrap up the film franchise of the story that played such a big part of my childhood, and I cannot wait for the second part in July.
After Potter, I watched Saturday Night Live over beers with friends. SNL has really picked up its game this season, they have collected a new batch of fresh talent, and really have some young, funny people that are capable of doing great impressions.
But the reason why I was so eager to watch it? The host was… Anne Hathaway. For those keeping score at home, she is #3 in my “Top 5.” I love her. She is extremely beautiful and talented, and she did a fantastic job hosting SNL. There were a couple of very funny skits. I particularly enjoyed this one, which consists of newcomer Vanessa Bayer doing a hilarious Miley Cyrus impression, and Anne Hathaway doing an equally hilarious Kate Holmes impression. Good stuff.
So that was awesome.
Then the next day, after the Jets victory, I watched the American Music Awards, where, guess who performed? Taylor Swift! That’s right… #2 on my “Top 5.” She did a great job as usual. She normally has curly hair, but for the show it was straightened, and she had bangs. She looked very sexy.
The final performance of the AMAs was a performance that I absolutely couldn’t miss. It was a collaboration of the Backstreet Boys and the New Kids on the Block.
Okay, I just heard you say “Wow, what a fag!” from your computer desk. Now that that’s out of the way… hear me out.
I was a toddler when the Backstreet Boys were amidst the pinnacle of their success. I was in Elementary school, and everybody loved them. Did I actually enjoy their music and listen to it regularly? Not really. But I was part of the “TRL generation,” where the Backstreet Boys, NSYNC, Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera were played almost daily.
If you are somewhere near my age, regardless of your gender, and you can’t admit that hearing the Backstreet Boys doesn’t make you the slightest bit nostalgic, or that you don’t find their songs at least a little catchy… then you are in denial.
Plus, pop music fucking sucks now. I would gladly exchange the shit that you hear now on the radio for what was on a decade-and-a-half ago. No wonder kids are so fucked up these days.
The New Kids on the Block were before my time, so those reading this that are a little older than me can essentially just replace the Backstreet Boys with New Kids on the Block, and the same thing applies.
I wasn’t sure what to expect with the performance, but I was impressed. It has to be difficult to choreograph a five-minute performance between nine people, but they certainly pulled it off. I didn’t watch it with the thought that I was witnessing grown men pathetically trying to relive their glory days, but a group of guys perform their hearts out for the love of the music. Well done, gentlemen.
Okay, I just heard you call me a Fag again. I’m not fucking deaf.
By the way, Justin Bieber won “Artist of the Year” at the awards, sooo that basically eliminates whatever credibility that award show attempted to have. Oh and Katy Perry has a great rack. Too bad she can’t sing for shit.
And that pretty much sums up the weekend. And now, looking ahead, we have a short week, with Thanksgiving coming up on Thursday, which is awesome. Also, the JETS play the night game on Thanksgiving, which is doubly awesome.
Times are good. Times are good, indeed.