BEST SHOW TO MAKE YOU LAUGH UNINTENTIONALLY I Love New York Reunion by: Amanda Leth
The sleazy second season of I Love New York has finally wrapped with a reunion show. The most shocking part of the reunion was the stereotypical ending. That’s right — I love New York 2 didn’t end with a dramatic fight between ex-lovers, or an engagement ring being thrown into someone’s face. The show ended with a seemingly happy couple making plans to get married. Wow, how boring.
But the entire show wasn’t without drama. Mr. Wise had his two minutes of fame when he spoke about the fight between him and Tailor Made during the regular show. Mr. Wise was almost in tears explaining why he didn’t hit Tailor Made. ” People don’t know how far I’ve come,” Mr. Wise said. ” I had gotten so far on the show, I wasn’t going to let [Tailor Made] take it away.”
You heard it here first folks: I Love New York is the official steppingstone for people who have come from nothing to become something. Even if that something is a trashy reality show character. Anyway, VH1 will most likely be re-playing this show 46 million times, so make sure you check it out this weekend — or else your life won’t be complete.
BEST PLACE TO GET YOUR FOOD ON.Makino Sushi Buffet By: Irene Medina
Forget about T.G.I. Friday’s and Wendy’s when it comes to getting your food on. If you want to eat right and healthy, and don’t feel like spending all your savings at Whole Foods, then Makino’s Japanese Buffet is definitely for you. Makino’s is a buffet, so make sure you fast all day and indulge yourself in food all night long. But don’t get scared: just because it’s a sushi restaurant doesn’t mean everything’s raw and alive. Makino’s has a full variety of raw and cooked food that will get along great with your appetite — and not to mention the delicious table of sweets and ice cream that they offer. Makino’s is located on North University Drive in Lauderhill and is open seven days a week. It’s a little far, but it is definitely worth the ride. Makino Sushi Buffet5200 N. University DriveFort Lauderdale, FL 33351(954) 748 – 3788
BEST TV SHOW ON SUNDAY TO WATCHDesperate Housewivesby: Samantha Andrews Staff Writer
This week on Desperate Housewives, the residents of Wisteria Lane started to pick up the pieces from the tornado.
Lynette discovers her neighbor’s house is torn to pieces with her family buried under all the rubbish. One by one, her family members emerge unharmed, but Mrs. McCluskey’s friend Ida is not as fortunate. Afterward, Lynette realizes that she needs to connect with those who are still here in her life before they are gone.
Edie doesn’t really do much in this episode except comfort Mrs. McCluskey when she hears her friend did not make it out of the tornado. As much as I love Desperate, I think Edie should have more of a role because every show needs a bitch.
Susan copes with being pregnant and her husband being in rehab, and she offers Bree’s family a place to stay since their home was demolished.
Susan is strangely happy because Bree cleans, cooks and comforts her in her time of need. Carlos hasn’t broken the news to Gaby yet that he has lost his eyesight, because he is afraid Gaby will leave him since she bases everything on beauty and attention.
Some characters are withholding information, but this is obviously done so the writers can stretch out the season. For now, the neighborhood residents are helping one another out in this difficult time. Hopefully the next episode will come sooner, but only God knows when that will be.
Savage LoveDramedy The Savages a sobering look at bad parentingby Phillip Valys Entertainment Editor
If nothing else, The Savages dissects that agonizing role-reversal where the child becomes their ailing parent’s parent.
It’s a topsy-turvy, jarring encounter with mortality for middle-aged siblings Jon (Philip Seymour Hoffman) and Wendy (Laura Linney) Savage, who surface from their solitary East Coast foxholes to care for their sickly father. Their erstwhile deadbeat pop is plagued with dementia, prone to flinging feces on the bathroom wall.
Unfortunately, Lenny’s careless parenting during Jon and Wendy’s formative years was, well, unspeakably bad at best. Jon subsists on an upstate New York professor’s salary, arguing more to himself that there’s “a system” behind the disarray of scholarly journals cluttering his coffee table and sofa. His languid upbringing haunts him, so he weeps whenever his Polish girlfriend serves him scrambled eggs.
Meanwhile, neurotic sis Wendy’s a would-be playwright pill-popper who works temp jobs, applies for writing grants she’ll never win, and frolics with a married man. Like Jon, she’s excavated an emotional rut only compulsive lying and Xanax can cure.
“Are we doing the right thing?” Jon wonders, after the overwhelmed pair dispose of Lenny, like a brick of moldy cheese, at a nursing home. “Taking care of the old man better than he ever took care of us?”
Good question. And sharp-eyed director Tamara Jenkins never answers it lightly – a Hallmark card this ain’t. The indignity of old age is an unfamiliar beast, but it’s a path the reclusive duo will soon encounter should they persist wallowing in self-pity.
If this sounds like melodrama, it really isn’t. Moments of sagging despair are handled with finesse and charged with deadpan humor; look no further than a nursing home screening of “The Jazz Singer” for evidence of savage brilliance. There’s another side of pain, and Jenkins mines the comedy for all it’s worth.
