We’ll be closing out our illness delayed Year in Music Videos this afternoon (seriously, folks… New Year’s Day kicked my ass in the ill department*), but right now I thought I’d take a moment to look forward a little. I don’t know if it’s encroaching age-related grumpiness or what, but let’s just lay it on the line: There’s not much in 2008 I’m all that excited for.
In years past, I’d probably be wetting myself with glee over the prospect of a new Indiana Jones film, but I dunno… Spielberg still has awesome in his fingers (Munich and War of the Worlds showed that), but Lucas has done nothing but squandered ever last iota of goodwill he’s engendered over the last 12 years. Here’s hoping Shia LeBouf’s rage-inducing annoy-fest from Transformers is a one-off, and not the sign that he’ll be Indy’s version of Jar-Jar.
While I’m desperately looking forward to November 4th (if for no other reason than to end the speculation of who’ll get to take this country further into the toilet), I’m certainly not looking forward to the next 10 months of half-assed horse-race coverage, a complete lack of substance and/or discussion of actual policy ideas, and debates that would embarrass a middle-school debate team (but not future leaders of the free world). Political press has devolved into the camps of invective filled screaming or PR vetting candyfloss, and unless the WGA strike gets cleared up (note to studios: We’re on the writers’ side. Pay up already), we’ll be devoid of the only sane coverage I can stand (hint: rhymes with Don Blewart).
So I ask you, my dear internet pals: what are you looking foward to this year? Lay down some sunshine on my grump.
And no, I wish I could claim hangover, but Casa del Mono’s Rocking New Years Eve consisted of Chinese take-out and the latest Harry Potter movie)