Showing posts with label Maestro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maestro. Show all posts

Sunday, October 29, 2006

WIRE update (of course)


Well, first things first, I caught the Wire tonight. The show is still phenomenal, but I was relieved that Maestro's character got off the hook. I just didn't want to see the system chew up another child on technicalities. Also, I find Cuttie's character annoying. I always have, but could never figure out why until tonight. This guy is supposed to be native B-Mo, so the drawn out awkward ebonics just is not working. It actually got worse this year, or he has more speaking parts, I can't tell. he has the righteous look, so keep around the ex con dogooder persona, just limit his speaking roles - please!! he distracted me so much, I went to refill on snacks during his scenes, the first time in two years I have left the couch during an episode. Of course, for those Wire fans in the know, I took snack and bathroom breaks quite often during season 2......

I guess Omar has finally been dethroned. Stripped of his mystique, even if he gets out of this one alive. Im stilla fan, although my mental love affair with Stringer Bell makes him a psuedo enemy. But I am rooting for him to take down Marlo. And, are we going to get a glimpse of Avon this season? I am already nostalgic for the old crew, complete with WeeBay asking for more horseradish......but those days are past, huh?

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Heartbroken


Ok - if you read any previous posts, you knew that this one was going to be about the Wire. So bare with me, Ima bit heartbroken. The four boys were still young, havin fun, middle school wildn out. Now, the show is flippin it, just like real life. Maestro's character got himself into a mess - and the same thing happened to a group of brothas in my highschool. Yep, the guard went to jail along with the rest of them. Then Julito's character is under stress - his mom's is tripping. Can't even image a mother pushin her 14 year old on the street to hustle, but it was the real. Speakin of which, she ain't much different from Avon's sista - wasn't she takin her son lunch on the corner in the first season. All over what. The hustle, the game. The idea of wealth, ghetto fabulous. How many does it use up, rape, destroy, and we just keep feeding our young black boys to it, like tic tacs. Damn.

So I won't be catching the rerun tonite. Can't take it, brought back to many memories of too many ghosts, brothas who died before we turned 18. Girls screwin, gettin played, filin rape - (not judging, just finally understand how a young girl comes to that conclusion when she gave her body and received humiliation and unexpected benchwarmers) -brothas doin time for bad decision, at best, rape at worst -once again. The hustlers, big willyin then, fiends now. A lifetime lived before 18. Just too much......

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Youngsters on wire

Ya'll already know that I love The Wire. My middle school makes this one look tame - trust. I can relate with these kids so much, when your livin it, though, it doesn't seem so sad, so hopeless. Life just is. I guess I am blown away at the talent - like the black Mickey Mouse Club, all four of these boys are going to be huge. My favorite, Maestro, (plays Randy) was Simba in the Lion King. I actually saw him perform (had to check the playbill to be sure). In fact, I don't have favorites. Julito (Namond) and Tristan (Michael) are doing their thing. How much talent does a youngun have to have to play Dukie, and Jermaine Crawford carries it. Makes you forget your own problems for a minute and get lost in their world.

Comic relief is still the young hopper, Donut, who breaks into Prezbo's car. Love him.
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