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Daily Nebraskan continues
through summer months
Walker is a junior news-ed and
women*s studies major and the
Daily Nebraskan Summer
The football team isn’t playing.
The dorms are closed, and it seems like
no one’s around.
So what do you need the Daily
Although the campus population shrinks
10-fold, and the football stadium is empty,
the Daily Nebraskan is still publishing.
Contrary to popular opinion, UNL does
have a life when hardly anyone is here. And
that’s what we’re here for.
This summer, we want to continue the
Daily Nebraskan’s legacy - as something to
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We also want to let you know what IS
happening on campus, and in Lincoln, so
you don’t end up wishing the fall semester
would start, or spend the summer watching
re-runs of “The Golden Girls,” and wishing
there really was an episode where the girls
all drink poisoned Geritol and die.
The Daily Nebraskan will be covering
Lincoln’s big events - July Jamm,
Haymarket Heydays, Jazz in June and all
the concerts that you need to drive to
Omaha to see.
We’ll let you know how the “X-Files”
movie is, and whether you should dish out
the Cash for the new Rod Stewart compact
The Mary Riepma Ross Theater runs
movies all summer, the Temple Building
hosts the professional Repertory Theater
and the University Program Council shows
outdoor movies with free pop and popcorn.
And if that’s not enough to get you off
the couch and onto campus, then you proba
bly need to see someone about that obses
sion with Bea Arthur.
We also want to hear from you, because
although it’s our job to tell you where to go
and what to do, we don’t, know everything
that’s going on. In fact, most of the time,
we’re holed up in our climate-controlled
basement offices' and we couldn’t even tell
^you if the Union was about to be sucked
into a tornado Wizard-of-Oz style.
So write a letter or give us a call. We
want a reason to shut off the television, too.
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Unhappy columnist urges fans to write movie executives
Munson is a senior broad
casting major and a Daily
Wintertime is gone and dead, it's
summer timefiill freakin ’the head.”—
The Sugarhill Gang.
“There’s a sucker bom every
minute ”—PT. Bamum.
Normally one wouldn’t ever pair up
a lyric from die forefathers of hip-hop
and the man best known for his collec
tion of bearded women. But, like Jerry
Springer leaving his show to become an
ordained minister, anything can happen.
Take for instance the whole concept
of “The Summer Movie.” But, before I
get to that, allow me to explain die order
in which movies are released from the
entertainment Mecca that is Hollywood.
In the fall, there is generally your
action-packed Segal/Stallone farce that
just didn’t have enough punch to com
pete with the big summer movies.
Around Christmas, come the
movies the Hollywood likes to call
“films.” These are always the ones pin
ing for an Oscar nomination, releasing
them as close to the new year as possi
ble helps insure that the Alzheimer’s
stricken Academy of Motion Pictures
Arts and Science will remember them.
In the spring the turds get theif day,
and I mean day, in the sun. These are
die movies that just plain suck, for
example “Lostjp Space” and ‘Mr.
Magoo.” These movies would have no
chance for success, except in Bulgaria,
unless they were all released simultane
ously, thereby forcing movie audiences
to go see them or nothing at all.
Thetvwhen all the spring duds „
begin their stay at the local $1.75 the
ater, die red carpet rolls out in welcome
of the summer blockbusters.
Ah yes, the ubiquitous summer
blockbuster. Each one is bigger and bad
der than the next And each one is the
must-see movie of the summer. Last year
it was volcanoes and dinosaurs. This
years it’s comets and lizards. A huge
budget, fast food promotions, dozens of
magazine covers, jaw-dropping special
effects, ear -shattering sound and a plot
like... wait a second, there is no plot
And that’s the rub.
r Each year, as special effects become
more special, it seems that the powers
that be spend less and less time crafting
a great story to go with great effects.
Case in point—Dean Devlin and
Roland Emmerich, the duo who brought
the world “InedepndunceDay.” Now
they bring us “Godzilla.”
If the movie is still in theaters when
you read this, I implore you, don’t go
see it. If you have suffered through
“Gaudyzilla” like I have, cut out the fol
lowing letter and send it to Dean Devlin
and Roland Emmerich C/O Sony
Pictures Studios 10202 W. Washington
Blvd. Culver City, CA 90232.
Dear Dean and Roland,
You dirty rats. You had to destroy
and Americanize the great Japanese
icon that is Godzilla, didn’t you? Well,
I’m sick and tired of your malicious
ways and feel it is time take action.
In 1996,1 suffered through
"Independence Day” and left vowing
never to see one of your films again.
Now in the year 19981 find myself still
in shock over the horrific swill that was
“Godzilla.” I’ve spent the last few days
kicking my own ass for thinking you
two would mature in the span of two
years and create something worth
while. My doctor says the brain hemor
rhage will subside in time and that the
spastic fits of profuse vomiting should
stop any day now.
The larger problem is that my mind
is for ever scarred from your creation. I
really wish the person sitting next to
me would have allowed me to poke out
my eyes Oedipus style so that I would
n’t be able to type this letter today.
Instead I have to live for die rest of my
life knowing that I had to suffer
through the worst two hours and 28
minutes of my life. If “Godzilla” had
been written and directed by 8 year
olds I would have thought it was great
But, knowing that it came from two
grown men I can do nothing but cry
myself to sleep each night.
The worst part is that I actually paid
to see your garbage. I would just as soon
pay to watch you to violate my neigh
bor’s cat I’m sure the horrific mental
trauma would be the same but it would
take two hours less to reach that point
As an unsatisfied customer, I feel
that I am entitled to the same privileges
that extend to unsatisfied customers of
any other business. I demand, a full
refund. Since I’m a college student, I’ll
only ask for a refund of a student ticket
rate, which is $4.50. Just feel fortunate
that I’m only asking for the mere pit
tance of a movie ticket The bills for my
extensive medical and mental treatments
are climbing into the tens of thousands.
Some day you will fall from your
pedestal and find yourselves on the
“Not” side of US Magazine’s “What’s
hot and what’s not list” From there it is
just a short fall to being regulated to
making made-for-TV movies, which is
where you two belong.
A very angry viewer
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