Two days ago, my little brother and I were driving down to Chicago to meet my mother, when I heard on NPR the words "horrible sing-along" and "Joss Whedon." I got so excited my brother was afraid I was going to crash the van. This would be unfortunate because we were nearing our destination after three and a half hours of following computer-generated directions that were at best unnecessarily and at worst sadistically complicated, taking us by the least sensible route it could conceive. Anyway, it turns out Joss Whedon's created a new three-part musical called "Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog," which is only available on the Internet. Its arrival could not have been more timely. It's about a scientist who's trying to become a super-villain, and it stars Neil Patrick Harris, whom I totally saw on Broadway in a revival of Assassins. Nathan Fillion is in it, and it turns out he has a pretty respectable singing voice! It's really, really good, and I think you all should watch it.
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Sunday, July 20, 2008
I just finished the last season of Angel, Joss Whedon's spinoff of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. While I didn't get as into Angel as much as I got into Buffy, I was sad that I no longer had any Joss Whedon works to devour. My TV-related relaxation time was on the verge of dissolving into anarchy, lacking form, direction, or hope.
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