“As many know, there once was a great boxer named Cassius Clay. He converted to Islam in 1964, seemingly bothered that Jesus was portrayed as “a white with blond hair and blue eyes,” as he put it, and took the name “Muhammad Ali.” Of course, the irony of this is that despite being intensely aware of his slave roots, Ali rejected the name of an abolitionist (Clay) and took the name of a slave-owner (Muhammad). It also perhaps eluded him that Christians were the first ones to outlaw slavery, while Muslims give black Africans rope and chains to this day.”
Woot! Notice the “best show on TV” line on the cover, too!
And it might seem hard to believe, but according to this interview, Mary Louise Parker has never smoked marijuana:
“I guess if it was going to happen, it would’ve happened when I was younger. But that was never an effective or interesting form of rebellion for me. Because everybody did it. Marijuana was just a social thing. It wasn’t dangerous or frowned upon. If I’d been popular in high school, I’m sure I would have wanted to do it. But I wasn’t.”
Kind of weird for a woman who stars on a show called Weeds, no?
This episode begins with Don and Peggy interviewing Danny Siegel, a hopelessly unqualified copywriter. Don flips through his portfolio, each ad a variation on the theme of “cure for the common [blank]“. Don isn’t impressed, even though Danny mentions Roger’s name several times. Don escorts him out of the office, then asks Peggy if they’re on Candid Camera. The two then talk about the upcoming Clio Awards, with Peggy mentioning her own role in the Glo-Coat commercial. Peggy then complains about Stan Rizzo, the agency’s new art director. To her complaints, Don only says that Stan is more talented and that she needs to learn how to work with him.
Meanwhile, we see Roger rambling about Charlie Chaplin and Laurel and Hardy in his office. His secretary Caroline is there, taking dictation for his book, but Roger has gotten off topic. Don walks in to thank him for the “prank” of the Danny interview. The two share a few laughs, but then Roger says that Don must hire him to appease Jane, his wife and Danny’s cousin.
Boy, we’ve heard that one before… but maybe this time Canterbury has had the message given to him in such a way that he can’t possibly misinterpret it:
“We sympathize with his position as head of the Anglican communion suffering disunity on moral grounds and teaching of the scripture. It’s like having unruly kids in his house and he can’t sit down to eat food.”
“We have told him and he understood us, that (there’s) no more diplomacy on that matter, homosexuality. We made our minds very clear and he is going back knowing there is no gray area on our part,” Orombi said.
It seems odd to be adding new items for a show that’s been over for several months now, but I know that people still stop by the site for Ashes to Ashes recaps, and I thought you folks might be interested in this.
Matthew Graham and Ashley Pharoah, the minds behind Mars, Ashes, and several other shows, have created a new website for their production company, Monastic Productions.
You can click here to go to their “Scripts” page, where you can find downloadable PDF versions of several Ashes and Mars drafts, outlines and scripts, as well as scripts from Bonekickers (blech!) and a few of their less popular productions.
I’ve read a good chunk of the draft of the Ashes pilot, and it’s pretty interesting to see how things changed between that and the finished script. One little teaser: in the draft, Alex doesn’t get shot by Layton; instead she and Molly are taken hostage, and Alex falls through a hole in the floor of the decaying warehouse where they’re being held.
I’m SO FREAKIN’ SICK of seeing things like this on Internet message boards:
“Don’t use Microsoft software. They’re evil. Use Gmail instead. I use Gmail for my email, Google Voice for voicemail, Google Domains to host my small business, Google Apps to edit work-related documents, Google DNS for name resolution and, of course, Google for searching. I couldn’t be happier!”
Really? Seriously? You let Google index your email, transcribe your voicemail messages, scan and index your business website, scan and index your business documents, keep track of every DNS lookup your perform, and keep track of every search you make… and you’re happy about it? Google knows more about you than your wife and mother combined, yet whenever Windows wants to “phone home” to see if any important updates are available you scream bloody murder… Seriously? How naive are you, really?
The Irony of Cassius Clay
via Lost Civilization.