Star Power -- Not long after moving to the Inland Northwest, former LAPD detective Mark Fuhrman wrote a book that not only investigated an unsolved 1978 murder, but also put the killer (Kennedy relation Michael Skakel) behind bars. This Friday, the USA network airs Murder in Greenwich, based on Fuhrman's book and starring the rather hunky Christopher Meloni (Law and Order: SUV; HBO's Oz). Which gets us to thinking, rule No. 1 for casting a movie about yourself has gotta be "find a hottie to play you." Murder in Greenwich airs Friday, Nov. 15, at 8 pm.
Sholitical Penanigans -- We denizens of the Bin were so thoroughly amused by the Capitol Steps Monday night, we fear we pulled several muscle groups.
We learned that in regard to Saddam, the Bushies' intent "is not assassination, just premature cremation" and that George W. hides such aggressive impulses behind his "self-defecating manner."
In a routine based on spoonerisms and other transposed sounds, we were told that as we look back on our "accomplishments of the sentieth twentury," we can remain optimistic that we are "moving soreward as a feces."
Why, we want to know, is this the first time these capital folks have stepped on over to Spokane?
At the end, we all lapped a clot.
We Hear a Symphony -- Nothing brightens a dull fall afternoon like the Spokane Symphony. The Met was packed to the rafters on Sunday as the Symphony showcased its principals in a series of concertos (which, according to Director Fabio Mechetti's introduction weren't really concertos... but, well, never mind, it's hard to explain). We especially liked concertmaster Kelly Farris and second violinist Jason Bell's performance of Sarasate's "Navarra, Opus 33," which was not only captivating in its virtuosity, but also demonstrated how remarkably well the two played together. But the afternoon's absolute highlight was cellist John Marshall's performance of Faure's "Elegy for Cello and Orchestra." Thinking about the fluid, almost moaning melody of Marshall's cello and the orchestra's beautiful support still gives us goosebumps.
We Saw U -- Okay folks, it's time for another installment of "Spank the Spokane Moviegoer," this time in the form of an "I Saw U" ad: Saturday night's showing of Punch-Drunk Love at AMC.
"You: not wearing shoes and talking to your date (also sans shoes) in a normal voice all through the movie. Us: One row behind you and constantly hissing "Shhh" while trying not to smell your feet. The odds say it would never work out, that we're much too different. Wanna try it again, but this time with decent manners? Give us a call."