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Thursday, June 02, 2021


Am I the only one who, upon seeing or hearing an ad for current release Cinderella Man, instantly (and involuntarily) lapses into this immortal Carl Spackler prose:

“He’s a Cinderella boy, outta nowhere, a former greenskeeper, now about to become the Masters champion.”

No, I didn’t think so, either.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 06/02/2021 10:56pm
Category: Movies
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And by “house”, I mean the greater Tampa Bay-area house, of course. The Independent Film Channel is bringing its “Film Fanatic Challenge” to town, in Tampa this weekend and in St. Pete later this month.

Although I like me my movies, and have a startlingly good recall for films I often haven’t even personally seen, I’m not sure I’m cut out for this hardcore stuff. I’m not great on specifics — I can remember some third-rate indie film that, say, Christian Slater made three years ago; but I couldn’t tell you what the name of Heather Graham‘s cheating husband was in the movie Committed, or anything.

Still, might be fun for a lark. I’m not going to Tampa for it, but Ferg’s is managable — and a good enough excuse to go to a bar I haven’t been to in several years.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 06/02/2021 05:48pm
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It’s Taste of Pinellas time again, that excuse to head to downtown St. Pete and nibble your way around Vinoy Park. All for a worthy cause, of course: The 22nd Annual All Children’s Hospital Marathon.

Where there’s food, there’s gotta be some rockin’ tunes, dude. On the night I’m going — Saturday — the headline act is none other than .38 Special!

Dude.

Taste of Pinellas is notorious for booking such long-in-the-tooth has-beens. Frankly, I’d be disappointed if the event suddenly switched gears and brought in musical acts that actually mattered. The ’70s and ’80s retreads lend a kitschy mood to the event; and throw in the handful of hardcore fan-followers that tend to show up and get far too enthusiastic, and I’ve got my jollies for the evening.

As if .38 Special weren’t special enough (bang-bang!), check out who’s going on just before them: Survivor. Last seen self-parodying themselves (to good effect) for that memorable “Glen-Glen-Glen!” Starbucks commercial.

I have half a mind to get there early, worm my way up to the front of the stage while double-fisting a couple of vente frappucinos, and obnoxiously start screaming, “PLAY THE GLEN-GLEN-GLEN SONG, DUDES!!”

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 06/02/2021 05:19pm
Category: Florida Livin', Pop Culture
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