Since Wolf Gnards seems to be forever intertwined with February 2nd, I thought I'd take a moment to wish everyone a very happy Bill Murray. As we now know Bill Murray Day bears resemblance to old Pagan holidays based on Stripes and Caddyshack. However, the origin of Bill Murray Day actually comes much later when the first Bill Murrays came to America. A tradition dating as far back as Brian Doyle-Murray and his ilk.
The myth states that on February 2nd every year, Bill Murray crawls out of his hole, or Murray cave. If he sees his shadow, the Bill Murray burrows back into the earth and we're do for six more weeks of Bill Murray articles. The phenomenon is caused by Bill Murray's winter hibernation, as he is still groggy on winter sustenance of Twinkies and whiskey, he is not quite ready for the bright lights of paparazzi. The many articles are used to slowly coax the actor out and ease Bill Murray back into the spot light.
Bill Murray article topics can include:
How Far did Bill Murray run in Meatballs?
How Long did the Ghosts visit Murray in Scrooged?
How Many Baby Steps did he take in What About Bob?
How Long Will the Average Proton Pack Last?
How Many Strikes did Big Ernie McCracken Bowl in Kingpins?
What's the Genealogy that Makes Bill Murray and Bernie Mac brothers in the Charlie's Angels films?
What does the Japanese Director tell Murray in the film Lost in Translation?
And, of course, the ever classic Bill Murray Day article:
How Long Does Bill Murray Spend Trapped in Groundhog Day?
And remember when Chekhov saw the long Murray, he saw a Bill Murray bleak and dark and bereft of hope. Yet we know that Bill Murray is just another step in the cycle of life. But blogging here among the people of Wolf Gnards and basking in the warmth of their hearths and hearts, I couldn't imagine a better fate than a long and lustrous Bill Murray.
According to legend, The Masters of None Morning Show was discovered in a abandoned radio station in Punxsutawney, PA. These are the wacky morning men that Bill Murray listened to every day for 8 years, 8 months, and 16 days... and, of course, it drove him crazy. I would have killed myself too if this is what I woke up to every day for a lifetime. Is it real? I don't know. Take a listen to the special Groundhog Day radio show and decide for yourself.
It's a goof, but it's a hell of a goof. Masters of None did a great job putting this together this fake broadcast. The sound effects and the effort just blew me away. And they got the Groundhog Day All-Stars to participate, which I guess includes me now. More than me though, they got Needle Nose Ned Ryerson (Mr. Stephen Toblowsky)... bing. That's star power (and I mean that without a hint of sarcasm, too). Wolf Gnards is actually negative star power (or as my Mom says, "If you're so famous, why haven't you been interviewed by Matt Lauer?"), so Ned Ryerson is a pretty big get. I can't even get Data from the Goonies to give me a call back. Everyday I call him up and every day he tells me hold on to my potatoes, whatever that means.
But listen as I butcher their poor podcast. I play a clueless phone caller, who happens to be actually be clueless in real life. I had no idea what was going on, and it really comes through in my performance. I didn't even get the six more weeks of winter question right. This is why I do the typing and not the talking so much. It was a lot of fun to call though, and Masters of None is a fun bunch. Check it out.
It appears Teen Wolf has raised more questions than simply can a werewolf can dunk (which... duh... we've all seen the movie, yes, werewolves dunk), namely would you rather get with Scott or the Wolf. Are you a Boof? Or are you a Pamela? Do you like the safe, comfortable much walked path? Or something dark... and furry. This is the age old debate of the the nice guy or the bad boy, and a werewolf is just a very bad boy. It the realm of monster love the werewolf is one of the worst. In terms of acceptable monster dating it goes vampire, Frankenstein monster, zombie or mummy, werewolf, and Creature from the Black Lagoon (fish breath).
What makes the a werewolf such a bad cub? The problem doesn't have to do with a degree of evil, but the outwardly appearance of evil. The big teeth, claws, hair, eyes, nose, are all designed to terrify. Even if a vampire isn't handsome or seductive, they're designed to hide and to resemble a human, so that they can strike when you least expect it. A werewolf is just a vicious head on assault. A night with a vampire is almost hypnotic, even relaxing. Whereas a werewolf is violet act no matter which way you slice it.
There's bad and then there's creature of the night. The lure of the bad boy isn't that he's bad, it's that he's attractive and he's bad. And the fact that he's bad presents an opportunity for change. Either a) you can change him through your love or b) he loves you enough to resist his natural evil impulses. So, when the sparkly teen vampire doesn't suck your blood, you can say, “Wow, you must really care about me with me all not being dead and all.” The werewolf on the hand is ugly, so who cares about his personality anyway. Surprisingly what you're really after is Mick McAllister... good on the outside, bad on the in, and for some reason a 21-year-old still in high school.
To be into the wolf, you're not just looking for bad, but an experience. Something to tell your grandchildren (if you're the kind of granny who tells their grandchildren they had sex with werewolf). The crowd wasn't cheering “wolf, wolf, wolf” at the prom because they loved that wild and crazy wolf, but because they wanted to see something truly disturbing. Sex with a werewolf is the horror movie equivalent of a Tijuana donkey show.
So, what does it for you? Nice guy Scott (and remember Scott only has eyes for a typical bimbo)? Or the Wolf?
Teen Wolf Poll: Scott or the Wolf
So, far we've had a write in vote for Scott Wolf, Harvey Keitel's wolf, and a Scott Howard/Werewolf double team (which is only possible on a cloudy night).
In my brief Topanga diatribe, someone brought up a very good point. J.M.S. Esq. said, “The most striking thing about Ms. Fishel is her prominent -- aggressive, even -- bosom. Where the female romantic leads on other teen sitcoms like the Wonder Years and Saved By The Bell were pre-pubescent cute or that asexual acne-medication-commercial attractive, Topanga was a big breasted earth mother of a crush.”
This is a very good point because Topanga's “aggressive bosom” does seem to go against everything a teen comedy or drama stands for. However, let us remember that Topanga started out as a regular little girl no aggressiveness to speak of, unless network execs measured both her mother's and paternal grandmother's bras they would have no way of knowing what they've gotten themselves into. Just as young actors can age out of parts, they can grow out of roles as well, and Topanga is a prime example of what is more commonly referred to as the Punky Brewster Paradox or the MMPTB (Massively Massive Pre-Teen Boobs). Punky Brewster's Soleil Moon Frye grew not only out of most teenage roles, but out of adult movie roles as well.
The problem is large breasts on shows geared for the 13 and under segment are just confusing for everyone. These kids past breast feeding, but not quite ready to do anything else with breasts. However, ratings require that sexy thoughts are had by all: prepubescent lads coming into their own, pervy old men, and both good girls looking to be sluttier and slutty girls looking to be gooder (yes, gooder). It's a Catch-22, you can't get the boys with out the girls watching, you can't get the girls watching without older pervs watching, and you can't get the pervs without the young boys. To accomplish this, network executives simply take a young looking nymphet, tart her up, put her in a compromising situation or two, and all the while retaining a virginal under tone (notice the purity ring, that means she's Disney approved).
A simple formula for casting a teen drama, comedy, or the ever increasingly syrupy sweet dramedy goes as follows: Teenage girl plus wholesome back story multiplied by skimpy outfits divided by breast size.
Teen plus scandalous background times prime and proper clothing divided by breast size, also, works.
No Hiro, no rating. But is anyone else bugged by the spatial relation problems? They're all over the map in minutes.
Hopefully next week Hiro will return to his usually horrible antics. It's getting actually pretty painful to finish this thing, I hope the world appreciates what I have to do to make a Hiro Meter (scary to think how full of hope and joy the meter started out with). I have to actually watch the show. Yeah, I have to sit here and watch this awful thing. Beginning to end. I can already guarantee that the Hiro Meter will never make a return after this year, so enjoy them while they last.
Killing chickens and running from angry villagers is one thing, dunking a basketball is something entirely different. Is Teen Wolf correct? Can a werewolf slam dunk a basketball? The answer is simple: yes... and, maybe, no. If Michael Jordan was a werewolf it really goes without saying that he could dunk a basketball. Some sort of super monster dunk could even be expected. But could a baby werewolf dunk? Or a midget werewolf dunk? Or a shewolf dunk? Werewolves come in all sorts of shapes and sizes, and the curse of the beast is different for all of us. I spent way too much of young life trying to get bit by a wolf just so I could make the basketball team, would it even have been worth it?
Michael J. Fox, in fact, could have some problems. After all, Fox is only 5'4”. Given that height, with regular body proportions to that height, Fox should have a standing upward reach of 79”. I'm assuming that Fox cannot palm a basketball both because hand size is not effected in his transformation and his claws could puncture a basketball. This means he needs at least a 47” vertical leap to jam on a 10 ft basket. This is the minimum it would take, and about an inch higher than Spud Webb could at his peak condition. So, would a lycanthropy boost be enough to propel Michael J. Fox to the basket?
Most would imagine that a Frankenstein is the best monster on the basketball court. And while it's great in the post, it's also slow, lumbering, and afraid of fire. However, a werewolf is perfectly suited for b-ball. While I've never seen a wolf dribble, shoot, or play defense, the athletic increase alone should count for something. Fox's character only dunked and blocked shots, which freakish athleticism would have greatly aided.
Here's what Yellow Stone Park has to say on the matter of werewolf leaping:
The 1 acre acclimation pens were constructed of heavy gauge wire fence material 10 feet tall, round or oblong in shape with a two-foot wide inverted top. The shape was used to prevent any of the wolves from climbing out over the top of the enclosure. We found that wolves held in square cornered enclosures have the potential to gain momentum while circling the enclosure to reach the top. Wolves are also able to jump so high, that they often are able to jump and grab the chain link fence with their teeth and then pull themselves over.
A wolf can almost dunk on its own! So, a human/wolf hybrid should have no problem whatsoever. And younger wolves (or teen wolves), are much better jumpers than adult wolves.
One thing to note is Michael J. Fox is only slightly bigger than an average sized wolf. So, his wolf powers are slightly increased from a regular wolf. Still this is more than enough for Fox to dunk. If all things stay proportional, a teen wolf should be able to jump up to 13 feet, or a 77” vertical. This is calculated for a four legged spring. Two legs could be half as powerful making only a 39" jump, not enough for the Foxy one to dunk. But considering that most of the leaping power is in the back legs probably only a third of leaping strength would be lost. That's a 51" leap and more than enough to slam dunk.
Now whether or not a werewolf can box, that's a wolf of a different color.