End notes and digressions from the latest show:
* I don’t really have much to say this week. If we’re going to call things by right names, 1.40 might be the worst episode we’ve done. (It’s a close call with the Michael Caine show.) I don’t really know what’s to blame, but it might just be the summer doldrums. Hollywood is so spent that this might be the first summer weekend in a decade without a movie opening on more than 1,000 screens. It’s like the movie industry has just given up.
* And man, the movies that did come out this summer were not great. Super not great. I’d say that there was only one film from the summer than anyone will go back to watch five years from now (Dunkirk, obvs) and no other movie would even realistically qualify for an A rating. The median grade was probably a C. And even the movies that I kind of liked—Chav Arthur, Logan, Atomic Blonde, Ghost in the Shell, Spider-Man, Wonder Woman—weren’t as good as they could have been.
Every summer we look back and say, “This was the worst summer for movies, ever.” So maybe this is just me being cranky.
But the other possibility is that every year, we’re right.
* Now for the NSFW part of our discussion: Have you seen the Bremont Kingsman line?
Bremont is a British company, making their watches right in England. They have a strong focus on aviation—Brit F-15 pilots wear Bremonts. It’s all very nice stuff. But I hadn’t been prepared for how awesome the Kingsman watches would be.
Go look at the way they accomplish world time by putting the names of 24 cities around the chapter ring. And I’m not normally—or ever—into rose gold, but that’s a heck of a watch right there.
I need a cigarette.
