It's Thursday night. I'm admittedly neglecting the log function of this site. Instead of overdue recaps I'm indulging in the guilty pleasure that is "My Name is Earl." Yes, I know, my brain urgently advised to stop watching two seasons ago when the show started its descent into knee-deep unapologetic cuteness. Still, I can't resist. Why? I thought about it. The answer: Jason Lee is just so very simpatico. And why is that? Well, because he sounds so familiar, like I've known the guy forever. And why is that? Jason Lee was... born and raised in SoCal, spent all his life there, incl. the stretch as pro skateboarder before he became an actor. Dude! No wonder. Could he be more Californian! There is a dark side, though, which makes his appeal more than a little creepy: Mr Superlikable is a Scientologists. WTF & BOO! Seriously! I was all for California English, CA lifestyle and attitude subversively invading colder climates and souls via the inescapable temptations and offerings of the entertainment industry, but now I better stop applauding presto & midair. Scientology is piggybacking the sunny off-beat dudeness of Earl Hickey right into our living rooms. Shocking! I'm still watching, but "guilty pleasure" has taken on a whole new meaning. Although, Jason Lee isn't spooky Cruise, or oddball Beck. I can see how Lee, a guy who named his son "Pilot Inspektor" would simply get a kick out of the whoa!whacky Hubbard brand of SciFi fantasy/philosophy. For some THC-free (yeah, right!) analysis of the issue check out Flyblog Wheelpost.
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