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Boston as Movie Genre

It’s come to this: Funny Or Die is the latest to spoof what I refer to as The Masshole Movie, by splicing together footage from Good Will Hunting, The Town, The Departed and The Fighter. The use of “Sweet Caroline” during the Fenway sequence was a nice touch.

It’s pretty funny to see how Matt Damon has aged in the last decade or so, and this is also a great reminder that it’s wicked hahd for a non-native to do a Boston accent. Robin Williams, I’m looking at you.

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Don’t Force Me, Bro!

Posting will be light-to-nonexistent for the next few days as I prepare my presentation for the Joint Journalism Historians Conference this Saturday. I just wanted to let the Forced Marchers and everyone else know so I don’t get “forced” in the next few days.

I’ll be discussing my research on social memory and ritual in relation to media coverage of Red Sox Nation if you have nothing else to do at 2:40 pm this fine Saturday.

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The Forced March

I set up this site a while ago as a place to yammer about media, but it’s obvious that I’ve been letting it languish. My pal Beth decided to embark on a puntastic “Forced March” in which we and others agree to blog every day for the month of March (or Spring will never come).

I’m going to try, but this is going to be tough since I’m in the thick of dissertating, with drafts of two chapters due this month. But expect some ranting about the media exploitation/fascination with Charlie Sheen, the Red Sox’s (or is it Red Sox’ — I’m struggling with this stylistic issue and have consulted my copy-editing expert pals, but more feedback truly is appreciated) spring training season, whatever issue I have with NY1 at the moment and other media-related content.

Despite my immersion in the theoretical worlds of myth, ritual, social memory and baseball coverage, I’m still watching a lot of television and listening to a ton of NPR. (Fun fact: my cats love Fresh Air, and we leave NPR on for them when we’re going to be out of the house for a significant amount of time. Yes, I’m That Guy.)

There’s a whole post in me about Andre Dubus III’s new memoir Townie. Consider that a tease for later today (ambitious!) or tomorrow.

Let’s do this.

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