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Well, here it is, the Morning After. I’ve had some time to mull over the advertisement for Season 7 prequel for 24/7. Here are some of my thoughts, and some favorite thoughts from Dave Barry and his band of wild 24 Bloggers.
Beware the Thighs of Death
First, the good things:
- Jack got to kill LOTS people, with his gun, a knife, some dynamite, and his thighs.
- Bad guys capture and torture Jack to “make him talk” before “killing him.” Ha! Fools!
- There was no reference to Audrey.
- Weenie Tom Lennox was back.
- Aside from Christopher Walken, nobody is a better creepy, horrible bad guy than Jon Voight.
- Jack demonstrated how a small army is no match for him.
- Powers Boothe was back, and for the life of me I can’t figure out if he’s a good guy, or a bad guy. Either way, he’s creepy and fun.
Now, the disturbing things:
- Children being shot. No like, no like. I don’t care if it IS reality in Africa, I do not like 24 having small children as soldiers and victims.
- The New Prez. Ech! Who dug her up and thought she’d make a terrific President? She is easily as dull as Wayne Palmer. She seriously needs a new hairstyle, too.
- No CHLOE? What the heck?
- Jack mentioned Kim. Which means, we may see her in the upcoming season. Darn! And her karma got mingled all over that scarf that he gave that kid (why did that kid like that scarf anyway?) Thanks to that scarf, Jack’s friend died by stepping on a mine trying to save the dopey kid who was retrieving his scarf. This is proof positive that KIM MUST STAY GONE.
From the Teaser for Season 7 Following This Teaser for Season 7:
Tony Almeida (*~*sigh*~*) returns – as a BAD GUY? As a ROGUE? Come on, there must be some mistake. My Tony was all broken up over Michelle, to be sure, but you can’t seriously make me believe he’s gone to The Dark Side, can you? Funny tidbit:
Jack, to Tony: “I’m going to kill you and this time you’ll STAY dead!”
tee hee. Okay, as much as I love My Tony, I love the growling menacing Jack even more!
Jack, to New Lady who is Not Audrey: “What do you want me to do? This is your call.”
Non-Audrey Person: “Do whatever it takes, torture him if you have to.” Both Jack and the victim look surprised at this, because Jack is in mighty hot water for doing just that .
Chloe: “I’m a stay at home mom.” This, in and of itself, cracks me up.
CTU was disbanded? Dang. The FBI has been compromised? Well duh, if CTU isn’t around anymore to be compromised, then we need SOMETHING for terrorists to terrorize!
Some of my favorite quotes from Dave Barry’s Blog last night:
From Dave Himself:
“OK, we get it. Jack is done with violence. Great. Now let’s get to the shooting.”
“A subpoena? Jack Bauer wipes his butt with their subpoena.”
“Does Jack just carry sticks of dynamite around in his pocket? Yes? OK, then.”
Tropichunt.com Guy:
“Wait, they’re getting kids to fight Jack Bauer now? Must be because adults know better…”
“Two guns and a few sticks of dynamite? Enough for Jack to take out a whole country!”
“Jack laughs at your silly torture…he’s already been killed twice!”
Daisymae:
“Kids with machetes? Sounds like Fla. high schools.”
ArcticAl:
“How come they have excellent cell phone phone coverage in every third world country and they keep dropping my calls here in North America?”
“Uh oh kid. Jack just said you were his friend. That means you’re going to die!”
SuzyQ:
“Uh, it’s been 18 minutes and only one killed. I demand more unnecessary death!”
(BTW, SuzyQ needs to be credited with coming up with THIGHS OF DEATH. Thanks Suzy!)
Aaronak:
“Ooh, let’s interrogate Jack Bauer. That always works.”
Read the rest of the pithy wisdom here.
In case you’re interested, here is my pre-Redemption Blog. It includes a link to a terrific recap by Steve the 24 Guy.
“Dammit!” (to quote my favorite action hero…)
Did Chloe Set Up That Perimeter???
Yes, yes, my friends, JACK IS BACK!! As I type this there are 35 minutes left before Jack rules the world!
One of the things that kept me sane during the worthless previous season was simul-blogging with Dave Barry during every episode.
I’m happy to note that Dave will be continuing this delightful tradition tonight, though I may self destruct as I can micro blog on Twitter and Facebook at the same time…oh, dear!
Hopes for this season:
Audrey dies. I don’t care how, just that it happens. Not only will this be a great relief to all of us, but it opens new doors for plot development: Heller naturally blames Jack, and goes dark, and among all the other terrorists and rabble rousers, Jack needs to battle the Secretary of Defense. (William DeVane is not suited to be a good guy, he’s obviously bad to the bone, so let’s see him try to plot the destruction of the world just to spite Jack.)
Kim leaves the world behind to go find that cougar, and make friends with it, or something. I don’t hate her enough to want her dead, but I hate her enough to not want her around.
Edgar turns out to not have died, but has secretly been living in the tunnels beneath CSU, doing Edgar stuff. I want Edgar! I want Edgar! The single worst thing they did, besides keep Audrey, was kill off Edgar. Well, that and killing of Nina. Nina was a terrific recurring evil person.
Some closure with the formerly evil, now supposed religious ex-President Logan. I actually want him back in some capacity. He was so good at playing someone who you could laugh at and despise at the same time. I sincerely hope that Martha didn’t kill him with that paring knife.
Martha and Aaron were so boring last time around – I’d like to see them disappear somewhere together and know that they’re happy.
tony tony tony
Finally: MY TONY.
I WANT MY TONY BACK!!!!!
Also, I’m looking forward to the recaps from The Amazing Steve. I’ve totally missed this part of my life.
*sniff*
Here is Steve’s recap of Redemption.
PART TWO: 24 Redemption: The Morning After
Pierce who?
I have to say that Daniel Craig is the very best James Bond since Sean Connery. Cold, clean, clear…he is beyond sexy, beyond scary – he is IT. He IS 007. Quantum of Solace was one of my favorite Bond movies to date – I liked the throwback to Goldfinger, with the naked gal tossed on the hotel bed, dead, and smothered in oil. Immediately, I recalled a similar scene, involving a gorgeous lady and gold paint….
This is difficult for me to say. I have long been a fan of Pierce Brosnan since his Remmington Steele days. I
My eyes adored you....
have loved him forever. I was deeply offended that he was dropped as Bond, and I had no desire to see Casino Royale, though everyone told me it was awesome.
The world did not embrace Timothy. What a pity.
I think that I loved Pierce as Bond just because he was Pierce Brosnan; not because he was BOND. I hated Timothy Dalton as Bond back in the day, because he was not Pierce. Please, forgive my ignorance. Dalton was a very good Bond. He tried to take Bond into an edgier, more menacing place. The world was just not ready for him yet.
The world should definitely be ready for Daniel Craig, though. He has eclipsed all others (particularly Roger Moore and that bizarre buffoon in On Her Majesty’s Secret Service, can’t even remember his name…George something or other…Lazenby I think…) – he is even giving Sean Connery a run for the money for me. OUCH!!
I was very annoyed when I finally consented to watching Casino Royale, and discovered that dang….it was good!
I like this edgier approach to Bond and am glad that the Powers that Be have decided to take Bond in this more serious direction, beyond the goofy gadgets….but M is still there, the occasional puns are still there…the sex appeal is still there…for crying out loud, the sheer brute strength of this guy is amazing. He took out 4 other secret service men in an elevator in like, 2 seconds flat. He is equally appealing, whether he is decked out in a tux, or after a scuffle and covered in blood and dirt. He is THE MAN.
His Piercing Blue Eyes Make Me Forget Pierce
I left the theater craving more…more…more…more…more Bond….ala Daniel Craig. Delicious!
PS – Pierce, I still love Remmington Steele – and you were terrific in Evelyn and Mama Mia. I still love you, don’t worry…
DO YOU CRY…
When you see Veterans, both young and strong and old and feeble, marching behind the colors?
When you see them stand at attention, saluting our flag?
When you hear the National Anthem, It’s A Grand Old Flag, God Bless America?
“I pledge allegience…”
How about when you hear the Military Branch Songs…
ARMY!
“Over hill, over dale, as we hit the dusty trail….”
NAVY!
“Anchors aweigh, my boys, anchors aweigh…”
MARINES!
“From the halls of Montezuma, to the shores of Triploi…..”
AIR FORCE!
“Off we go, into the wild blue yonder, flying high into the sun….”
COAST GUARD!
“Here’s the Coast Guard Marching Song, we sing on land or sea….”
I do.
Tonight was the Veterans Day program for my son’s school, the Wallenpaupack North Intermediate School. My heart was bursting with patriotic emotion – pride for the veterans who attended, sorrow for the ones who could not, because they were killed in the line of duty, or have been a POW.
You could hear nothing but the rhythmic steps of the Veterans as they marched together into the gymnasium. You could hear a pin drop as they placed a ceremonial wreath before us, to honor those who have fallen. I could not keep the tears from escaping as the mournful sound of Taps echoed throughout the room.
I could not sing with the audience as we ended the program with God Bless America – but my heart was singing:
GOD BLESS OUR VETERANS.
Thank you for all you have done, for all you have sacrificed, for all you are doing. You are loved and appreciated.
Vietnam Memorial Photo courtesy of hookbrother, Child with Flag courtesy of Jeff Turner, via Flickr Creative Commons.
This post originally appeared on my ActiveRain blog.
Many of us, at least those of us who have spent any time attending or teaching vacation bible school, are familiar with the account of Gideon and his “fleece test” found in Judges chapter six.
I can really relate to Gideon – it’s not really that I doubt God, but I doubt my own interpretations or understanding.
When Gideon first encountered the Lord, his doubt wasn’t in the existence of God; his doubt was in what he was seeing; he wasn’t sure that it was really God to whom he was speaking.
Gideon said, in verse 17: “If now I have found favor in your eyes, give me a sign that it is really you talking to me.”
Then, later on, just to be sure he was understanding what the Lord told him – that he would be used to save Israel from their enemies, Gideon asked for more confirmation:
Judges 6:36-40 Gideon said to God, “If you will save Israel by my hand as you have promised- look, I will place a wool fleece on the threshing floor. If there is dew only on the fleece and all the ground is dry, then I will know that you will save Israel by my hand, as you said.” And that is what happened. Gideon rose early the next day; he squeezed the fleece and wrung out the dew—a bowlful of water.
Then Gideon said to God, “Do not be angry with me. Let me make just one more request. Allow me one more test with the fleece. This time make the fleece dry and the ground covered with dew.” That night God did so. Only the fleece was dry; all the ground was covered with dew.
I have been involved in various churches over the years: Baptist, Pentecostal, Methodist, Assembly of God, Christian and Missionary Allicance, and a few other odd churches. One thing that was particular to the charismatic churches is the “Word of Knowledge” or the “Word from the Lord.”
I often felt very unspiritual listening to these “words” because I doubted they were REALLY from the Lord – as in, directly. The words, while true and biblical, were extremely general and had a very broad application; it would most certainly apply to someone. Yet these “words” were accepted and rejoiced over as if they were something profound, new, and fresh…just for that purpose, for that day.
I grew disillusioned. In fact, I had come to a point in my life where I was doubting a lot. In particular, I doubted that I truly was a child of God. I didn’t doubt God; I doubted my place in the Kingdom of God.
My current church invited a “prophetic speaker” to come and speak to us. I had my doubts, of course. Before going to the service, I put a very specific fleece out before the Lord in prayer.
I wanted Him to tell me – specifically, without doubt, without question, without generalization, that I was His child and that He did indeed love me. I wanted to hear those very words, and I wanted it to be without a doubt that it was meant specifically for me and only me.
I went up to be “spoken over” by this “prophetic speaker.” It was as I had suspected…nice, uplifting encouraging words, but they were like the horoscope in the paper. It could apply to anyone, really, if you tried hard enough. I went back and sat down on my chair, pondering.
Wow, I guess I have been right all along. No matter how many people have encouraged me or prayed for me, I really don’t belong in this family of God. I was an impostor.
Then.
A sixteen year old girl motioned to me – she needed to talk to me. I thought our kids had been acting up or something. Katrina had been one of our babysitters for some time, and I’ve watched her grow up from the time she was in Awana at the Baptist church. She pulled me aside and told me that the Lord wanted her to tell me something.
She said that the Lord wanted her to tell me that I was His child, and that He loved me very much. I thought I was going to faint. In addition, she said she saw flowers blooming around my head while we were in church. That floored me, because one of my talents is for killing flowers and plants. But the Lord loves me, I am His child, and I was like blooming flower to Him, even if I can’t make flowers bloom myself.
The confirmation came, not from a so-called prophet, but from a devoted girl who had prayed for me for weeks.
You can still fleece God. And just like with Gideon, you will get your answer. Even if the answer comes from an unexpected source.
This post originally appeard on MySpace & ActiveRain.com
I have loved Liam Neeson ever since I first discovered him in Nell, with Jodie Foster. I love his voice, I love
Liam as Rob Roy
his pensiveness. I love that he’s Irish.
I’ve enjoyed everything he’s ever been in – Schindler’s List excepted; I don’t think it’s right to say that you enjoyed that movie….but you know what I mean.
A few years ago The Man About the Place went to the video store and came home with Gangs of New York.
I was not interested, as I can not stand Leonardo DiCapprio, except in What’s Eating Gilbert Grape, and the true draw to that movie, for me, was Johnny Depp – Leo was kind of a surprise for me in that movie.
Anyway, I was bummed that he brought that movie home, until he said “Honey, Liam Neeson is in it too.”
Oh, well that changes things then. Imagine my anger when Liam died, like ten minutes into the movie! Hubby laughed at my distress, but I was finished. I couldn’t take Leo and his fake Irish brogue and I quickly retreated to a more interesting activity, like folding laundry.
Last year hubby gave me The Kingdom of Heaven for my birthday – again, because he saw that Liam Neeson was in it. Orlando Bloom is okay (except he seems to bellow a lot…) but I was really digging Liam as a knight on a Crusade.
Until he died early in the film. Ripped off again, just like Gangs of New York.
What the heck is this? Why is Liam being wasted on these “early death” small roles? Please, don’t tease me like this. If Liam is going to die early, please put it on the box so I won’t waste my time watching it…I’ll just pull out Rob Roy or Les Miserables instead, so I can have ALL of Liam.
