Distance: 4 Miles, Wee Yoga
In other words, smelling the roses, that kind of January thing (in California where it's green already).
Ken Jennings with his Jeopardy Greatest of All Time Trophy
So until June 2, 2004, Jeopardy was quietly watched by regulars like Ciwt. Like Ciwt, many of those viewers starting watching when it became a nighttime show with the one and only Alex Trebek as host. And slowly others joined.
Then on that June date, a new contestant came on to compete. His name was Ken Jennings, and he won. Nothing new with that. Then he won a whole week and came back the next week to keep competing. Now this was new because the Jeopardy producers had only recently eliminated the 5 game limit for contestants. Ken actually got a little press because of that, and a few more viewers showed up at their TVs to watch him.
Then he won a third week and a fourth. By then Jeopardy and Ken were beginning to get national attention. The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal and other prestige publications took notice and wrote articles. And the viewership grew and grew.
As the eyes of the world watched, Ken Jennings did the unheard of before or since by winning 74 consecutive games! (Think of the number of times you've marched smartly into a room and forgotten completely why you are there, and you can imagine the brain power feat Jennings accomplished sometimes taping as many as three games in one day).
And in the process he put Jeopardy on the map.
So it seems fitting and just right that he bested the other phenomenal trivia pros last evening to become Jeopardy's Greatest of All Time Champion.
| “Cunningham,” by Alla Kovgan, succeeds in a way that most dance documentaries do not: as an art object in and of itself. |
The above caption taken from Marina Harss's* New Yorker review of Cunningham says it best.
Ciwt personally enjoyed Cunningham, the doc about the dancer Merce Cunningham, because it gave her an opportunity to see footage of his dances, his company and his close friends,partners and collaborators, John Cage and Robert Rauschenberg. She knew they had all been together once upon a time, and she knows Rauschenberg's art, but Cage and Cunningham himself were artists she knew little about. What a fine way to fill in her gaps.
*For the full review go to this link.
|George MacKay in Sam Mendes' 1917|