Hector A. Ruiz

MBA, Project Manager, Tennis Player, Musician, and Author of "How to Destroy a Country"

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It’s always sunny in Philadelphia

Last October I went to the Sunny in Philadelphia live podcast staging at Radio City Music Hall. It was a completion of a journey that started fifteen years ago with me thinking it was one of the stupidest shows I had ever seen.

It was a rainy Friday night. I was by myself at home with not much going on. It had been a hectic week at work and all I wanted to do was to sit at home, relax and disconnect myself from the world for a while. I turned on my television -which was rarely the case, as you may or may not know I am not a big television person- and started zapping through the channels looking for something to grab my attention. FX was one of those channels with some unusual creative programming, so it did not surprise me when I caught this odd show that was on: the characters were in the middle of a dialogue which seemed dumb at first glance. Then I remembered that I had seen a couple of clips from the show a few months earlier, and my initial impression was the same, so I paid little attention to it and kept moving on through the rest of the night.

The next day I woke up to clear blue skies and I went out to buy something special for the night. I had enjoyed my Friday, and since heavy rain was forecast starting in the evening, I wanted to stay home again and make Saturday equally enjoyable by cooking something special. Evening time came and I set myself in the kitchen. Once again, I turned the TV on, just to leave some noise in the background while I was preparing my special meal.

Automatic zapping mode went for a couple of rounds, until I do not remember how or why -as I did the night before- landed on FX. This time they were running a Sunny marathon. As I continued preparing my meal, I kept listening and glancing every now and then. I served my food and moved the TV so I could watch the show while enjoying my delicious special dinner. Do not ask me how, but three hours had gone by and I was hooked, and what were initially smiles, became bursts of laughing. “Now I get this show“, I told myself.

Every other person I know who is a Sunny fan, went through the same experience as I did, to greater or lesser degrees. It is a show that at first will not impress you, and will have you question why would something that stupid would air on television. But it has something you cannot put your finger on, that is there and attracts you, and you do not feel bad about particularly rejecting it. Then you start watching it, understanding, and appreciating the quality of the show, until you finally realize the show is nothing short of one of the best shows of all time: the acting is superb, the stories are creative and hilarious, and the overall production is excellent.

If you have not seen Sunny, you are missing a lot in your life. The aspect that I like the most is its realism (realism to an extent). Have you ever wondered of that one or two guys at your office or your socializing circle, who seem to be living their lives without any common sense, and disconnected from reality, and you and your coworkers / friends ask yourselves “What would it look like, to have four or five of those type of guys interacting with each other on a regular basis?” That is Sunny.

About ten years ago a reviewer summarized Sunny in a very quirky, yet accurate way: “Sunny is Seinfeld on crack.” Today, the gang keeps on and slowly but steadily, Sunny is finally gaining the praise and recognition it has always deserved.

HR

Happy New Year 2024!

Best wishes to everyone.

HR

Merry Christmas!

…and Happy Holidays to everyone!

HR

Dexter – Season Three Review

With Brian Moser and Sgt. Doakes gone, there was nothing the writers could come up for the role of a formidable foe that could be an actual threat to Dexter -at least not for now. Instead, they devised this sort of friendship / partner in crime / eventual betrayal scheme masterminded by a new character, who apparently everyone in Miami Metro knew and was familiar with (except for Dexter), yet no one even had mentioned anything about him in the past two seasons: Miguel Prado, a city prosecutor, wonderfully portrayed by Jimmy Smits, who is quite a good actor but felt somehow out of place in the series.

I did not care much about the side plots, especially Debra’s romantic interest, or the final antagonist: the skinner, a mysterious nobody who skins his victims, and who is also in cahoots with Miguel on the side. Rita also gets more annoying with every episode. I do not think there was anything wrong with Julie Benz, I just thought the character was poorly written. At one point I kind of felt bad for her, since she did a good job with the material given.

The season of course ends with Dexter killing both Miguel and the skinner in what is arguably the most unrealistic series of scenes I had seen up until that point (yes, even more unrealistic than the fire drill, but oh well).

There is really nothing bad in particular to say about season three, but there is also nothing good either. It is a season that meets the minimum requirements and checks all boxes for a passable average show. Nothing more.

Stay tuned for Season Four: Back in track.

HR

Final Top 10 Movies

After much thought and internal debate, I came up with my top 10 movies. In no particular order:

  • 2001.
  • Airplane!
  • Blade Runner.
  • Das Boot
  • The Empire Strikes Back.
  • The Godfather.
  • The Good, The Bad and The Ugly.
  • Mulholland Dr.
  • Pulp Fiction.
  • Taxi Driver!

Down the road I may do an individual entry reviewing each one.

HR

The worst band breakups: Styx

Following my previous entry on Supertramp, today I will explore an almost equally talented band that underwent an almost equally path of separation as Rodger Hodgson and Rick Davies: Styx.

It is not easy to pinpoint Styx’s exact foundation year, so to make a long / multiple lineups early years story short, I will concentrate on the main members. As a teenager -pretty much as most teenager during the 60s-, Dennis DeYoung was heavily influenced by The Beatles. He played accordion, keyboards and had a beautiful natural voice. Probably around 1970, Dennis met James Young (also simply known as JY), who was into the early era of hard rock developed by Led Zeppelin and Deep Purple. The band got the name Styx probably around 1972.

During the early 70s they released their first albums, Styx and Styx II, which contained a mix of songs that combined a bit of progressive rock, a bit of hard rock, and a bit of soft rock. Ironically enough, their first hit was actually a romantic ballad: Lady (which explains why it is so commonly featured in It’s always Sunny in Philadelphia, and is another proof that the show is nothing short of brilliant). Then in 1975 one of their members quit the band, and Tommy Shaw was brought in. Shaw’s musical talents equaled Dennis DeYoung’s, which made him quickly establish himself as a main contributor, which allowed Styx to become a bigger success. However while their talents were equal, their musical interests were not. Still, despite their differences, and thanks in part to JY’s invaluable role as mediator between the now two leaders, the band’s popularity soared boosted by both DeYoung’s and Shaw’s compositions, such as “Come sail away” and “Babe” -by DeYoung-, and “Fooling yourself” and “Renegade” -by Shaw-. As their popularity grew, DeYoung felt more attracted to the mainstream media, while Shaw wanted to maintain an artistic direction geared more towards rock. Then came the 80s, and with it… Kilroy.

Released in 1983, “Kilroy was here” was the band’s most commercial successful band. It was kind of a concept album mainly fueled by DeYoung’s vision, and the best way I could describe it is, as something that sits on the verge of commercial rock, progressive rock, new wave rock, and the 1980s, touching all four edges at the same time. That is what it made the album so successful, and that is why it led to the band’s breakup.

I feel that Shaw ran out of patience, and while he probably enjoyed his time working on Kilroy, it was not simply what he wanted to do musically speaking. With Shaw gone, DeYoung probably felt burned out, and his creative output diminished substantially at a time in which music was starting to change drastically. Bands with a sound like REO Speedwagon, Foreigner, Boston, Styx and Chicago were quickly being phased out by a new era of musicians that set the wheels in motion for the counter-culture era, which I will address another day on a separate entry. Still DeYoung kept on going with JY for the remainder of the 80s and the early 90s reaching decent touring successes, and there were even a couple of reunions that brought Shaw back for a little while. That is when the problems started.

By 1999 DeYoung fell ill and told his band members he would be unable continue touring with them. With financial and legal commitments, Shaw, JY and the other members recruited a touring vocalist and hit the road without DeYoung. As it happened with Supertramp, DeYoung sued the band for going on tour as “Styx” without him. The band countersued, and who knows how their relationship was torn within the legal arguments. Eventually, they settled on allowing Shaw and JY keep the name Styx, and DeYoung being able to use variations of it on his tours, such as “Dennis DeYoung from Styx”.

I will never forget an interview I watched a few years ago, in which Shaw and JY were asked what were the chances of a reunion with DeYoung. Shaw’s face was so sincere and honest, he did not have to even say a word to convey that there was zero possibility of a reunion happening. He went on to explain that both himself and JY approached and tried to reason with DeYoung on multiple occasions, yet the possibility of joyful agreement in which their old relationship could have been restored was never even in sight. They both claimed that DeYoung had become a difficult person, an unlikeable person, and in general someone you just did not want to be even close to.

A few weeks later I came across DeYoung being interviewed on some show I do not recall at this time. I carefully watched his face, I listened to his words, I paid attention to the way he would articulate his sentences, and the way he would convey his answers. I concluded that similarly to Roger Hodgson, DeYoung seemed to be what Shaw and JY had described. I may be wrong though, but who knows. It has been proven that fame, money and popularity can transform people. Interestingly, DeYoung and Hodgson performed together on a show not too long ago. They are both great talents that is for sure.

Stay tuned for my next entry.

HR

Top 10 movies

We started a top 10 ranking at my office.

The ranking is solely based on personal preference, not on movies one may rank or think that are the best. My top 10 (in no particular order):

  • The Godfather.
  • The Good, The Bad and The Ugly.
  • 2001.
  • The Empire Strikes Back.
  • Mulholland Drive.
  • Das Boot.
  • Airplane!

…and I am zeroing in the last three spots.

A Nightmare on Elm Street

In preparation for Halloween, I recently re-watched the 1984 classic Wes Craven film and wanted to share a few spoiler-free thoughts about it.

First of all, we should take a moment and appreciate the brilliance of the entire concept of a man that kills you in your dreams. With a base as solid as this, the movie is off a terrific start.

Then there is the narrative that drives the film: the building of two worlds -the dream world and the real world- in which some of the characters are connect to, and some are disconnected from. I like that there is a fascinating struggle for both to relate to each other in this plausibility of two worlds that while foreign to each other, are able to affect themselves.

It should also be mentioned that after forty years, the film holds up pretty well and except for a few minimal details, I am sure that anyone watching for the first time would experience the same emotions as anyone did back in the 80s.

If you have not seen this film, do yourself a favor and watch it right now.

HR

2023 US Open

What an amazing performance by Novak Djokovic. He definitely put to rest the debate of the greatest tennis player of all-time.

…and remember, this I say without being a Djokovic fan.

Dexter – Season Two Review

After the -partly personal preference- disappointing finale of season one for the reasons mentioned on my previous review, my immediate thought was, “How will the writers make season two interesting?” Well, they came up with two ideas: a good idea somewhat properly executed, and a good idea poorly executed. This review will contain spoilers.

The former idea of course refers to the plot of having the “Bay Harbor Butcher” killing’s surface, leading Dexter to be the subject of a major investigation by both the Miami Police Department and the F.B.I., with Sgt. Doakes also carrying his own. I felt that the writers felt they got lucky the series was renewed for a second season, but would not be able to make it a third, so it was probably time to end it with Dexter getting caught.

While the concept is interesting, I think that Dexter was able to escape the investigation way too easily. In one particular climatic scene in which undeniable evidence that Dexter is the Bay Harbor Butcher is about to be discovered by the task force leading the investigation in the building, Dexter resorts to triggering the building’s fire alarm as a means to have everyone evacuate the building, so he can delete the evidence from the computer. What happened next was the building’s personnel immediately got up from their desks and calmly started walking towards the building’s exits. When I saw this happening, I bursted out uncontrollably laughing out loud of the unrealistic portrayal of the situation, because throughout my entire professional career and personal life, I have never seen anybody react that way upon hearing a fire alarm. In my experience, people wait a few minutes, wander aimlessly around for more minutes, until eventually someone calmly says “Hey, this is a fire drill, we need to exit the building“. Even on one occasion when then was a fire in my building, the reaction by everyone was still the same, with the “fire drill” part removed. I am guessing that under a critical life threatening circumstances, people would probably exit quicker. Anyway, Dexter triggered the alarm, everyone leaves in like two seconds, and he is able to erase the incriminating evidence, without anyone even noticing that the evidence was missing after they come back into the building.

The latter good idea poorly executed was the concept of Dexter attending a recovery group, meaning the whole Lyla plot. The actress was ok-ish, but the character was unrealistic. Dexter falling for her also, and allowing her to outsmart him makes the audience think that it was either very unrealistic or ended up making Dexter look too dumb. However, worse than Lyla’s plot, the writers also came up with one of the worst -if not the worst- ideas they could: killing Doakes.

If I was in charge of the writing of this series, I would have -as I mentioned in my previous entry- left Brian alive, roaming in the shadows, showing up on random episodes as a constant threat to Dexter, and… I would have also kept Doakes alive, disgraced from the police force, on the run from the authorities, and also trying to disproove his guilt to reveal Dexter’s.

In summary, season two had a lot of potential, but ended up being a let down. Stay tuned for the next one!

HR

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