Written by Joe Llorens
Published: October 7, 2004 at 12:32 PM
Eisner is claiming that when he steps down in September of 2006, he will, “leave the company so robust that it will thrive for years after he’s gone.”
Excuse me? Did we all miss something? I think Mr. Eisner has finally lost it. He’s done way too many little tribute films with animated Mickey, and now he thinks that the Sorcerer’s Apprentice is actually going to wave his magic wand and make everything better. Aren’t the Disney Co.’s estimates being reduced today? Sounds like a company on the rebound, Mike.
My favorite quote from the article, though, was, “There’s a lot of high-fiving going on at ABC.”
I can picture it now: Hey, I know what we can do, let’s take a proven franchise like the Bachelor, but instead of hot young people we can put a bunch of forty-year-olds on the screen who, no matter how good-looking they are, make you feel a little sad that at this point in their lives they still haven’t found someone and have to resort to this shallow, empty device to try and meet the person of their dreams. Oh, and let’s develop an entire series around William Shatner, an actor who has become a desperate parody of himself. (slap high-five)
To understand the mentality of this network, one must only examine its show titles: "Hope & Faith," "Less Than Perfect," "Desperate Housewives," "Extreme Makeover" and the ever-indicative "Lost."
2. From the Orlando Sentinel:
Just a quick recap of the Halloween-related events going on in Orlando this weekend. You have the obvious listings for Horror Nights, Howl-O-Scream and the Not-So-Scary-So-What’s-The-Point events, but also some info on more local, low-key happenings around the city. The Orlando Ghost Tours seem pretty interesting.
The only problem I have with something like the Ghost Tours is that I have a hyper-active imagination. But I love going through haunted houses. I am a masochistic jerk. The thing is that I get sacred by these things, and it’s all well and good while you’re at the event. The problems start, though, when it’s three days later and I’m in bed trying to go to sleep and I suddenly revert back to age 5 and can think of nothing other than the badly made-up witch that jumped out at me with the cheap rubber elongated fingers and smoker’s cough. I really need to stop doing that to myself.
See ya at Horror Nights!