How Did I Miss: Let's Have a Kiki

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I was home alone on Christmas Eve. Don't feel sad, I'm married to a flight attendant, so I'm used to it. So, rather than yuletide revelry, I had Pizza Hut and a Glee marathon. Which wasn't bad. Especially since the run of episodes I had backed up on the DVR culminated with a Christmas-themed episode. Kind of perfect, and certainly fun.

It was the Thanksgiving episode that raised my eyebrows though. Usually, I'm multitasking while watching TV. I'm on the computer or doing some housework or something. But during this episode, I stopped, backed up the DVR and watched. Guest star Sarah Jessica Parker--looking for all the world like Carrie Bradshaw in a musical episode of Sex in the City--sends her New York posse over to Kurt and Rachel's absurdly large apartment, and comes in late. She calls as she's on her way, and recites an odd little soliloquy. Then, the apartment explodes in song, and the song is Let's Have a Kiki.



The song is mashed up with Turkey Lurkey Time, a bizarre choice, but it works. Totally in character for Lea Michelle's Rachel character. And I was oddly mesmerized. Now, understand that while I do have "the gay," for the most part I'm missing the musical theater gene. I'm more interested in Glee for the comedy, the characters, and the occasional song. But this one struck me as inspired.

The next day while reading my favorite blog, Joe.My.God., I saw that the number one song of the year was Let's Have a Kiki by the Scissor Sisters. Joe described the song as played out, the big song of the summer. And before Glee, I'd never heard of it. I may not have the musical bug, but I am a pop culture guru, and I'm a Scissor Sisters fan! I must be slipping. Here's the real version of the song, with a decidedly less PG vibe.

I don't know what it is about the song. It's not melodic. It's odd. But I find myself totally digging it. And wondering how it's possible that it totally got by me. I mean, I even figured out Gangnam Style before it was totally old news. But I missed out on the Kiki?

Blu-ray Review: Sex and the City

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I am not one for "chick flicks." Sure, the odd Steel Magnolias or Ghost might sneak into my video watching from time to time, but for the most part, I'm avoidy. I know that as a gay guy I'm supposed to be an unspoken segment of the target audience (you know how they say Lifetime is television for women and gay men?), but they're just not my thing. But I didn't see the Sex and the City movie as a chick flick per se.

I may be splitting hairs here. And to be honest, I wasn't even a fan of the HBO television show, really. I caught an episode here and there, and liked it. The Other Half caught more of them, and even got a season or two on DVD from the library. Because of this, I'd drift in and out of the room, and invariably be sucked in. Over time, I became interested enough in the characters to care what happened next. Not so much that I was in line at the theater, no. I bought The Other Half the Blu-ray disc for Christmas. There it sat until today, still in its shrink wrap and cardboard sleeve. After I watched Tropic Thunder earlier this afternoon, I went to the video library and mulled the choices. I picked Sex and the City mostly because THO keeps watching it on high-def cable.

It was OK. I mean, I still like the characters, particularly Samantha (Kim Cattrall). The banter is great, the writing is fine. But it really plays like an extended episode of the old show. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but meh. The Blu-ray-iness didn't even wow me, since we've gotten HDTV for a very long time, and in a show like this it just doesn't matter. The "will they or won't they" between Carrie (Sarah Jessica Parker) and Big (Christopher Noth) was never my favorite part of the program, so hinging the picture on that might be the reason for my blah reaction. This would have all played better as a six-or-eight episode "extra season" on HBO.

But whatever, you know? As I said, I'm not the target audience, and there are worse ways to spend an hour and a half 151 minutes. If you loved the show, you'll probably at least like the movie. But be prepared for at least two bathroom breaks. This movie is friggin' long.

Recommended for fans, women and (most) gay men.