I think the feeling’s mutual

Inbred plant conversationalist, tampon aspirationalist, and father of a teen Nazi, Prince Charles was picked up by a live microphone darkly muttering about the press.

The prince was on a skiing holiday in Switzerland with his two sons when they were asked about his upcoming wedding to Camilla Parker-Bowles. Charles was overhead saying “Bloody people. I can’t bear them.” and “I hate doing this.” All this while they were on a skiing holiday that the bloody people paid for.

Meanwhile his handlers are in spin-mode claiming that he doesn’t hold the media in contempt.

It’s nice to see that Charles is now taking on his father’s previous royal duty of saying stupid shit out loud. He still has a long way to go if he wants to match his father’s extensive history of foot-in-mouth disease.

I’m not an anti-monarchist by any means because I think the royal family is mostly harmless. And by “mostly harmless” I mean “useless.” The monarchy hasn’t been a direct political influence for well over a century and as a result, today we have a family that, through that famous “genetic lottery,” are born both wealthy and famous and yet somehow think they actually did something to get where they are. It’s not the most pressing issue in the world but at some point, someone in power in Britain is going to start openly asking the question: What exactly are these people for?

Spanish Handshake?

Maybe it’s a perspective/point-of-view thing … but is the Spanish Prime Minister copping a feel from the ambassador from Columbia?

source: Yahoo! Photos via AP

Dr. Who What Now?

Holy David Caruso, Batman!

After Saturday’s smash hit debut of BBC’s revamped “Dr. Who,” the Doctor himself has announced that he’s calling it quits after just one season (or series, as they’re known in the UK).

While many actors would kill their grannies for a lead role in a popular television series, Christopher Eccleston says he’s worried about being typecast as Dr. Who.

Hi? BBC? You need a new guy? You know, I’m not exactly married to my current job. I can sort of do an English accent. I watch Coronation Street religiously. I can do Northern and all. I can even say “nowt.”

The article mentions that the BBC is in talks with David Tennant (warning: sound file with actor’s voice), a Scottish actor with a background in television drama and Shakespeare, as well as extensive voiceover work. Has there been a Scots Doctor before? I don’t think so. I’d prefer the Leith-accented time traveller: “These fookin’ Daleks are gettin’ oan me tits!”

The show always had that built in strength that a new lead actor could be brought in every few years through “regeneration” so the show would never be in jeopardy. Still, one season. That’s gotta be a record (if you don’t count that U.S. TV movie version with this guy).

Is it too late to go back to my original choice of Eddie Izzard as a possible replacement?

The show will have its Canadian premiere next Tuesday on CBC.

When he walks down the street, he smiles at everyone

So I’m watching that show starring my father’s doppelganger, aka The King of Kensington, and the show begins with Larry King (the Kensington market dépanneur owner, not the owl-like CNN host) attending a group for singles.

Singles? Singles? Where the hell was Fiona Reid? Well, I looked it up and apparently, she walked off the show after the third season, leaving Larry a divorcé for no particular reason. Why don’t I know these things? I just thought the show chugged along for five years with those two happily married and living with Larry’s nosey, shiksah-disapproving, mother. I had no idea the show suddenly became about something else. Maybe that’s what sparked Larry’s descent from a well-liked local businessman to a mad homeless person who eventually met his end when a flying cat food tin struck him in the head.

Anyway, now I can’t find the show’s theme for my mobile. Stupid internets.

I specifically ordered SpikeTV for this

Tonight the makers of Joe Schmo 1 & 2 unveil their latest reality TV hoax: Invasion Iowa! I tend to like anything the producers behind the Schmo series put out so I imagine this will be no exception. It airs as a mini-series, broadcast in half-hour segments, broadcast over four nights, and culminating in the two hour finale Friday night.

The show, which I mentioned a few months ago, has Shatner and fictional motley crew of filmmakers, actors, and assorted Hollywood types, descending upon a small town in Iowa to supposedly shoot a sci-fi flick, hiring the locals as actors, then subjecting them to a series of pranks satirising Hollywood. It seems to be getting relatively good reviews.

I like the new mini-series format. With a one-joke premise like this, it’s hard to sustain interest over 13 episodes but you’ll likely keep viewers if you air everything at once. The makers of The Apprentice spoof My Big Fat Obnoxious Boss would have been wise to learn that lesson (the show was cancelled before its completion).

Of course, this means missing the first 30 minutes of a special two hour blood n’ mayhem filled Amazing Race, but, you know, sacrifices and all that.

UPDATE: Well, now that was a disappointment.