Happy 70th Jimi
Ralph Waldo Emerson once asked what we would do if the stars came out once every thousand years. No one would sleep that night, of course. The world would become religious overnight. We would be ecstatic, delirious, made rapturous by the glory of God. Instead, the stars come out every night, and we watch television.
In light of this weekend’s nation-wide opening of Spielberg’s epic-biopic (epiopic?) Lincoln, here’s another artist’s rendition of the historic President.
Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, Damien Lewis, you got me. You can chill now. I’m convinced, I’ll keep this short because truthfully, I’m not too overjoyed by the fact. It has been a long belief of mine that it would take an extreme case of rare talent to dethrone Bryan Cranston as the best actor on TV, so as long as Breaking Bad was running. Although I’m not ready to acknowledge the take-over yet, I am more accepting of the fact that we may be witnessing the early stages of it. No, I still don’t believe Damien Lewis deserved the award over Cranston this past Emmys. Season 4 may have been the best Breaking Bad-Cranston year as of yet. But after watching last night’s episode of Homeland ‘Q&A’, I found myself absolutely riveted by the control, intensity, and unfathomable focus of Damien Lewis. The man can act. Bryan Cranston may have finally found himself an equal. With 8 episodes left in Breaking Bad’s entirety and Homeland just getting started after an Emmy-Award winning first season, I think it’s safe to say that Damien Lewis got next. Fucking Brody.