2012 Chicago Cubs Prediction

By Matthew Smith, Suggest Review Reporter

     Sports Illustrated predicted the Chicago Cubs would finish the upcoming season with a record of 66-96.  Ouch.  Not that it is much better on the South Side, but ouch man.  Why can’t the Cubs win, say, 85 games?  Stranger things have happened. 

     For starters, the NL Central is a weak division and the Cubs could take advantage of that.  Think about it. 

     The Cardinals have lost their best hitter in Albert Pujols and the backbone of their pitching staff is hurt again as news comes down that Chris Carpenter has a nerve issue which is causing weakness in his throwing shoulder and putting the start of the regular season in doubt. 

     The Brewers lost their best hitter in Prince Fielder and the reigning MVP Ryan Braun is a basket case.  He is having by far his worst spring and will face endless criticism as a result of the steroids-does he have herpes-suspension-not so fast suspension overturned situation that his off-season devolved into.  Oh, and they have the double play machine Aramis Ramirez on the roster.  Cub fans know what that is all about.

     The Reds can hit.  That’s about it.

     The Pirates and the Astros are just that, the Pirates and the Astros.

     Why not the Cubs?  Look at what the Diamondbacks did last year with a hard-nosed former player taking over the managing reigns.  Kirk Gibson brought the clubhouse back and instilled fundamentals to a youthful yet underachieving  team and won the NL West last year.  Why can’t Dale Sveum do the same thing on the North Side this year?  I mean, outside of winning the division, why can’t the Cubs play solid baseball and find some success to build off of.  A 66 win season is a disaster, 85 wins on the other hand is nothing to lament over.  Not with this roster.

     To be sure, the Cubs have holes, plenty of holes.  They sent Randy Wells to the minors, opting to go with the newly acquired Chris Volstad and Paul Maholm at the back end of a rotation featuring Matt Garza, Ryan Dempster, and Jeff Smaralphabet.  Free agent pickup David DeJesus, coming off a .240 season with the A’s last year, is the leadoff hitter, while Soriano just won’t go away and the incredible shrinking Marlon Byrd doesn’t look strong enough to swing a bat for a full season.  Oh, and Bryan LaHair is hurt with what Sveum is calling a day-to-day injury.   So there’s that.

     So what.

     It’s a new season.   The Cubs have a new direction.  New purpose.  New optimism.  New GM.  New manager.

     I do not believe in the axiom that a World Series championship is the only measurement of success in baseball.  It is the measurement of the ultimate success, but not the only success.  Realism has to have a place in life and therefore, in sports as well.  The Cubs are not going to set the world on fire, but with the slogan “It’s A Way of Life,” they better show their fans something.  I’m thinking they will, and then it’s “wait till next year.”

By Jim Dvorak

     Often times losing a hero can be almost as painful if not as painful as losing a close friend or loved one. It takes a certain kind of person to truly understand how that can be. Not everyone treats fandom as passionately as others do. Being a passionate or “Hardcore” fan of something is a subject that I know a whole lot about and that is where this little tribute to Davy Jones comes from. You see, I am the type of fan that if I really like something I go all out in learning everything I can about it. I will read every book, buy every album and/or watch every movie. If there is an A&E Biography or an E True Hollywood story or even a Behind the Music I make sure that I see it the first time it airs. This is how I have treated and felt about The Monkees for just about as far back as I can remember. When I was young most of the things that I just previously mentioned didn’t exist. So I would lie on the floor in my dining room between the table and the record player that was so enormous it looked more like a hutch or buffet and spend hours listening to the same records over and over doing nothing but staring at the album covers. At that young age the only two bands that I really cared about were KISS, which I was introduced to by my Brother, and The Monkees which I discovered myself watching channel 32 in the afternoons. I remember being be taken by the Monkees TV show immediately. I loved it! And why wouldn’t I? It was a hilarious show that people of all ages could relate to and enjoy accompanied by fantastic music that would spend most of its existence being underrated.

     As I grew older great things started to happen. The Monkees would periodically get back together and make music and when they did, I bought it. They would go on tour and when they did, I was there. Many people didn’t understand my love for them but my likes being misunderstood is nothing that I am a stranger too. Not to mention that something else was true as well, in my love for The Monkees, I wasn’t alone. Their popularity continued to grow and even though they had started years before I was born I have always been grateful to be along for as much of the ride as I could. As books came out I read every one and when the entire TV series was released on DVD I was first in line. I even had the privilege of turning some of my best friends on to The Monkees little known psychedelic trip of a movie “Head.” I will never forget the amount of fun I had watching my friend’s minds get blown by this film as they never really had any idea what this “manufactured” band was all about. I loved them from the beginning and I love them today. With the countless hours that I have spent learning all that I could about Mike, Micky, Davy and Peter and how much joy their art has given me it I almost start to feel as if I know them. So it stands to reason that when we lost Davy Jones to a heart attack yesterday at only 66 years of age I felt a tremendous loss. And again, I am not alone. A part of my childhood, young adult and adult life has left this plane of existence and it hurt. It hurt enough for me to weep and to grieve and still, I am not alone. I regret that I never had the privilege to meet Davy and shake his hand. I am, however, thankful that I got to see the man perform his craft live on several different occasions and even rush the stage once to see him up close and personal. Thank you Davy for doing what you did with your life and enriching mine in the process.

     Dear Davy, Thank you for all that you have given to me. You have given me inspiration, laughter and you have played a significant role in the part of me that has become the music lover that I am today. You will be missed but never forgotten and always appreciated. You made a Monkee out of yourself and Daydream Believers out of all of us.  

Review by Jason Tholen

Release Date: 2.7.2012

                Up until February 7^th  2012 Van Halen had not released a full album with David Lee Roth since January 7^th 1984. In the 28 years that had passed, Van Halen released five more albums with two different singers in Sammy Hagar and Gary Cherone. With Hager, they captured lightning in a bottle for the second time. In 1996 there was a short lived, awkward, MTV reunion with Roth. In 1998 with Cherone, it was a third strike and they were out.

                Over the next ten years a litany of issues plagued the Van Halen camp. Hagar was back in for 3 new songs on a greatest hits package and a tour in 2004 and was out once again. Roth and Hagar toured together. Bassist, Michael Anthony toured with Hagar, and for that and other reasons was ousted from the band. Eddie Van Halen fought alcoholism and tongue cancer. It seemed as if the band was all but over.

                In late 2007 it was announced that David Lee Roth was back in as well as Wolfgang Van Halen (Eddie’s son with Valerie Bertinelli) on bass. The band played a sold out world tour, but the question remained; when will there be new music from Van Halen? In 2010 rumors began to surface that Van Halen was working on a new album. Reports were that EVH was using old demos and outtakes of songs that didn’t make the cut on albums from the band’s first incantation. Allegedly music would be written and sent to Roth. Roth would write lyrics and send back the song with vocals. The results were abysmal. Producers were hired and fired quicker than Van Halen has been known to go through lead vocalists.  This was not shaping up to be a triumphant return.

                On February 7^th of 2012, Van Halen released “A Different Kind of Truth”. I was not a fan of “Tattoo”, the first single the band released. It seemed forced and hokey. Basically it was a confirmation of everything that had been said of the album in previous years. I wanted to dislike the album. I hoped it to fail in an effort to show Van Halen that you can’t take your fans for granted after they stuck by them for so long. At the same time that I wanted to not like “A Different Kind of Truth”, I was also curious about the album. I wanted to HEAR the train actually wreck.

                I went to pick up the album on its release day. I couldn’t bring myself to buy it. I left the store and returned home. Later in the day I listened to samples of the album. I was surprised. I liked it. What I was hearing was good, really good. I went the next day to get the album, and haven’t stopped listening to it since.

                The whole album shines. As DLR has aged, his vocal range has diminished. Outside of a few moments, he stays within his parameters and gives an excellent vocal performance. EVH is playing again with excitement and passion, not phoning it in. Alex Van Halen, the groups most silent and private member is again excellent and consistent in his drumming.

                My only complaint about “A Different Kind of Truth” is the absence of Michael Anthony’s harmonies and backing vocals. They try to recreate as close as they can, but Anthony is one in a million. Wolfgang is an excellent bassist in his own right. He is technically sound and plays with feeling.  It must be an amazing feeling to be in one of history’s best rock bands with your Dad and Uncle.

                Whether or not these songs are pieces of old VH castaways is irrelevant. Van Halen has put out an album that is great. Front to back. “A Different Kind of Truth” is in your face and makes you feel like the band never split from Roth. Some of the songs have a feel that correlates with classic songs we all know and revel. At the end of the day Van Halen made an album that should be the blueprint for all future albums coming from not only themselves, but from all bands of their era.

                Van Halen will be at the United Center on February 24^th and the Allstate Arena on April 1^st.

“A Different Kind of Truth”

Track Listing:

1.       Tattoo

2.       She’s The Woman

3.       You And Your Blues

4.       Chinatown

5.       Blood And Fire

6.       Bullethead

7.       As Is

8.       Honeybabysweetiedoll

9.       The Trouble With Never

10.   Outta Space

11.   Stay Frosty

12.   Big River

13.   Beats Workin

Available on iTunes and most Brick and Mortar Box Stores

http://www.van-halen.com/

                           "Just Play Something" DJ Complaints Part 1

     Some of you know that I do DJ gigs on the side.  For a guy who loves music and people watching, it's the perfect job.  There's nothing like playing a tune and seeing someone light up like Christmas.  Even better if they start dancing like they don't care that anyone is watching.  Even better than that is when you get a whole room to blow up together.  More times than not, it's all good times, conversations, and some dancing.  On the opposite side of that is there is always some drunk ass**** that has to ruin the good time.  Today we are gonna focus on my favorite "enemy," the never happy, sour person that has to come up to you and demand that you "just play something."

     Drunk Ass****:  This sucks!  Could you please just play something?

     Q:  What would you like me to play?

     Drunk Ass****:  Not this.  Something. You're a DJ, just play something.

     Q:  What music do you like?

     Drunk Ass****:  Something that you can dance to.  This sucks!
(Dance floor is ALWAYS packed at this point in the conversation. Conspicuously, Drunk Ass**** ALWAYS has their back turned so they can't see that they are being a selfish ass**** also)

     Q:  Don't worry, I got "something" cued up and ready to go. (sarcastically with death stare)
(Drunk Ass**** walks into group of friends that are looking over at me apologetic and not wanting to baby-sit their friend. You can tell this is a regular thing for them)

     I'm pretty convinced that some people think that DJ means mind reader. In a room full of people ranging from young to old, what does "something" mean? Even worse, why does this person exist at EVERY show? I would be happier if the person just came out and said they don't like how I do my thing and called me a name, but no, we always have to have the obligatory exchange. If you know this person, don't bring them out. Save me the time that I have to listen to "Jagerbomb Presents: Drunk Ass****!" If you are this person, have a suggestion as to how I can accommodate you or drink less so you can actually think when I ask you the question.

     On the real, for the real, cause "something" is real,
                      Q

P.S. Come see my “Something is always cued up” karaoke show on Wednesday nights at Gulliver’s in Oak Brook Terrace at 9pm to 12:30am, Thursday nights at Sal’s Pizza Pub in Lombard as part of the Q&A Session at 9:30pm to 1am and Saturday nights at Sal’s Pizza Pub in Lombard at 9:30pm to 2am.

Comic Books

By Jim Dvorak

Dedicated to K.F. Thanks for being the kid outside the comic store.

     It was 1987 and I just started my freshman year of High School. I couldn’t tell you why my family happened to be driving down Ogden Ave in Brookfield that day but what I can tell you is that the image of what I saw has lived in my mind like a photograph ever since. You see, there was a store on that strip of Ogden Ave that was called “All American Comics.” I had seen the store before but certainly I had never entered such a shop that was obviously aimed at children. I was far to cool for that. Comic books? Lame. However on this particular morning as we passed by in the family station wagon I saw a kid I knew from church and school standing in front of the comic book store literally waiting for it to open! What? What a dork! It’s bad enough that this grown kid was into comic books but to need them so badly as to be actually waiting outside of the store for it to open was all the fuel I needed to give this guy grief. I could not wait to see him in school and rip him a new one for what I saw…..and I did. Being the good natured guy that he was he took it well and didn’t let it get to him and for that I gave him credit. He knew what he liked was cool and he didn’t care what anyone else thought. Cut to a few months later and I was in that same area of Brookfield but this time I remember why. My father was a police officer and he would frequent a gun shop that was just down the street from “All American Comics.” Being bored my mother and I walked down the street and decided to step into the Comic store just to check it out. A portion of my life changed at that moment as I learned never to put down or make fun of things that I didn’t know about. As a little boy I had always loved Batman. I remember having my Batman and Robin figures and the toy Batmobile that they fit into. I even had a Batman bathrobe. The Batman of the TV Show was the only one I ever knew. Being that I had liked him as a kid I went straight for the Batman books. What I discovered blew my mind. This was not the hero that I knew as a child. This Batman was harsh and serious. The Joker and Penguin were killing people and Batman was brooding and emotional. These stories were violent and the artwork was amazing. Something had happened to Superheroes and I had no idea. I was instantly hooked. I wanted a Batman book and shortly thereafter I received one for my birthday. It wasn’t long before I was the one standing outside the comic book store waiting for it to open. I remember wearing a classic gray Batman t-shirt that just had the big black and yellow Bat symbol on the front of it to school. Many kids made fun of me and said that I was wearing under-roos. (Remember those? I had Yoda) One year later the Batman movie starring Keaton and Nicholson was released and you couldn’t walk down any hall in school without seeing several Batman t-shirts. Yeah bitches, I liked it BEFORE it was cool. The kid that I had made fun previously had gone from someone that I sort of knew to a friend and he introduced to me to some of the most amazing characters and stories that I could have dreamt of.  

     Now I am 38 years old and I am still friends with that guy, and, I am still reading comic books on a weekly basis. My point in writing this is that I want parents that have younger boys and girls to consider introducing them to comics. I know of tons of children that watch superhero cartoons and movies and play with the toys and I think that is great. In today’s world there are few things that are still good and wholesome. Yes, superhero stories are violent but the heroes still stand for good. Most of them never kill and continue to fight for Truth, Justice and the American way. That being said, the majority of these kids that watch the cartoons and play with the toys don’t even know that comic books are out there. Comic book stores are the only book stores that continue to thrive while all other regular book stores keep closing one after another. Comic books can encourage a child to actually want to read and can also ingrain an appreciation for art. Not to mention that at two to four dollars a pop it is a relatively inexpensive way to buy your child something that will put a smile on their face. There are many female heroes as well as the standard male ones and if your child isn’t into superheroes there are many other books like Archie and TinTin and all kinds of different styles to choose from. If you are reading this and you have children I urge you to do one thing. Take your child into a comic book store and let them pick out a book. Don’t try to encourage them in any direction but instead let them look around and choose. Give guidance but let the decision be theirs. From the minute they walk in they will me mesmerized by all the colors and characters and they will have so much to look at. If they take something home and it isn’t their cup of tea so what, all it cost you was a few bucks. But if it has the opposite effect you would be introducing them to a world of reading, art, fantasy and a love for the “good guys,” not to mention starting a possible new hobby that you can enjoy with them. Now keep in mind that many comics these days are written for adults but the comic store employees will always be happy to help point you in the right direction. It is funny how a medium that was once considered to be for children now has a large adult following but has lost the kids. It is hard to compete with video games these days. Parents, please give this a try. And for those adults out there that have considered checking out a comic book store, do it. If any of you parents out there decide to give this a try I would LOVE to hear how it turns out. Also, if you have any questions I will be happy to do my best to answer them for you. Please leave your questions and comments in the comment section below.

      If you live near the LaGrange area I highly recommend trying Chimera’s Comics on LaGrange road. The Guys that run the place are extremely helpful and will answer any questions you might have. If you are not near LaGrange, IL I am sure there is a comic retailer near you.

Chimera’s Comics

19 S. LaGrange Rd

La Grange, IL. 60525

708-352-1230

Super Bowl XLVI

By Matthew Smith, Suggest Review reporter

     What a game. It was well played and yet another classic finish between the Runnin’ Rebel, Eli Manning led New York Giants and former Wolverine Tom Brady led New England Patriots. Other than the fact that a team from New York won, the Super Bowl lived up to the hype for football fans.

     This is Chicago though, and watching this game brought back some pretty nasty memories. Funny how only the bad ones stick out.

     My mind drifted back to an illegal formation penalty committed by Marion Barber against Kansas City or the alligator arms Roy Williams developed on a slant at the goal line that would have, most likely, won that game. My cerebellum wandered into the dusty fairytale land of Jay Cutler getting demolished courtesy of Frank Omiyale when the Bears got throttled in New Orleans. The medulla oblongata leapt out the back of my head thinking about the Bronco game and that throw-back screen against the Raiders crossed my eyes more than Madonna did at half-time.

     Back to the game at hand…Watching a 9-7 team win the Super Bowl dumbfounded me. The Giants beat the number 1 and number 2 seeds in the NFC and the top seed in the AFC en route to the title. How, oh how, did that happen. Their quarterback is good, for sure, but is he really better than Cutler?

     Does Eli have a stronger arm? No.

      Is he as mobile? No.

      Is he tougher? Don’t know…he doesn’t get hit as often.

     Do they have a better running game? No.

     Is their overall defense that much better than the Bears? No.

     Then it dawned on me. The New York Giants have three legitimate wide receivers.

     That 38 yard bomb was actually thrown short, according to head coach Tom Coughlin, and yet Mario Manningham made the catch. Victor Cruz caught that touchdown pass even though he didn’t see the ball until it was 2 feet from him thanks to a flashing middle linebacker. Hakeem Nicks made some clutch catches when the Patriots doubled Cruz out of the game for most of the second and third quarters.

     Three receivers that are capable of making plays allow Eli Manning to have the second best passer rating the fourth quarter and lead six fourth quarter comebacks. It also allowed him to win his second Super Bowl MVP in four years. Without an effective outlet to pick up the slack for the Cruz adjustment the Pats made, New York loses this game.

     Do the Bears have a receiver who is as good as any of the Giants big three?

     No.

           Michael Floyd may be available at 19 when the new Bears GM Phil Emery has his first pick for Chicago. The draft is at least six quality receivers deep this year and the Bears need at least two of them. Add one solid free agent in a group that includes Vincent Jackson and Dwayne Bowe and the Bears may be in business. I still believe the line will be good enough to make it all happen, the Bears have the quarterback and running back they need and our defense is at least as good as the Super Bowl Champions is. Only one thing left.

     It was a great game and worth the four hour investment from an entertainment standpoint, but my football thoughts are already firmly rooted in April when the Bears have 4 of the top 100 picks.

     Let the flanker parade begin Phil.

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                                                     "Anti Drug Commercial"

     So I was just watching an anti drug commercial where they have a kid (no older than 15) jumping rooftops on his way to school.  The spot ends with the kid nailing his landing from a ridiculous height next to some kids smoking a joint.  He looks at them, adjusts his backpack, and walks into school.  Now, I get the metaphor,” Be above getting high".  Then, I thought to myself for a second.  Some idiot kid, who is fueled with the righteousness of being drug free, is gonna jump his delusional ass to his death.  The commercial, while having a positive message, fails to mention that parkour (free running/roof jumping) takes much training, athleticism, and dexterity.  The simple "don't try this at home" disclaimer does not convey these ideas.  Perhaps a commercial showing the kid, being of drug free mind, actually CHOOSES to spend his free time learning a thing as difficult as parkour rather than lazily smoking pot in an alley(even as a "kid" who smoked some grass, I never did it in an alley.  I did it like almost every other kid did...at a friend's house while his parents were at work) would really convey a better message.

     I can hear you now,” Not my kid!"  Maybe not you kid, but your kid goes to school with and knows at least two other kids that are that dumb.  Remember that we live in a time where they had to stop episodes of Beavis and Butthead from airing because some kid burned stuff down after watching the show.  Oh, what's that you say?  You actually have a relationship with your child and have taught them right from wrong and common sense?  Good, you're kid isn't gonna be the one plummeting to his death because he thought being drug free was gonna give him an extra two feet to his jump or be the kids smoking the joint in the alley where he/she falls.

     On the real, for the real, cause this could be real,
            Q

P.S. Come see my “Drug Free” karaoke show on Wednesday nights at Gulliver’s in Oak Brook Terrace at 9pm to 12:30am, Thursday nights at Sal’s Pizza Pub in Lombard as part of the Q&A Session at 9:30pm to 1am and Saturday nights at Sal’s Pizza Pub in Lombard at 9:30pm to 2am.

                                                Review by Jason Tholen                                                        

                                                Release Date 10.16.2007

                Upon first listen to The Launderettes “Fluff ‘n Fold” you may become confused. You may ask yourself, “Did the Go-Go’s and The Runaways somehow find a way to cheat science and have offspring together?”

                You may even wonder if the western part of the Scandinavian Peninsula is overrun with Farfisa Organs, causing an endless beach party. All of these things may be true. These 5 ladies from Oslo have created a sound that is reminiscent of the early 60’s Surf Pop explosion blended with the lost innocence of The Runaways.

                There is an energy and fervor to The Launderettes music. Some of the lyrical content is hard to imagine, as the vocals, harmonies, and music itself upon first listen would lead you to believe otherwise. Your mind is tricked, taken back in time, almost trapped in the Golden Age of B Movies.

Standout tracks include:

                “What Would Joan Jett Do?” confirms the obvious influence of The Runaways.

                “Fluff ‘n Fold” has a nice snap and fuzzy sound to it.

                “Take Me to The Race” is a nice punk ride that kind of makes your head spin.

“Fluff ‘n Fold” makes you feel like you are at a summer party that your parents or their parents may have attended. You know a Summer BBQ where everyone was smiling, and drinking a martini. At the end of it all, this music is fun to listen to.

                The Launderettes have been signed to Steven Van Zandt’s’ Wicked Cool Records since 2007. The Launderettes gained some exposure in America when Nike used their cover of “Nobody But Me” by the Human Beinz in one of their commercials. The ladies are currently working on a new album for a late 2012 release.

“Fluff ‘n Fold”

Track listing:

1.       Fluff ‘n Fold

2.       Can’t Bring Me Down

3.       What Would Joan Jett Do?

4.       Juvenille Thrills

5.       Let’s Go

6.       Nobody But Me

7.       No Good

8.       Turn Around

9.       I Wanna Jump Your Bones

10.   Porn Star

11.   Fading Out

12.   Take Me to The Race

Available on iTunes

                                         Review by Jim Dvorak

Cast: Rob Lowe, Kaley Cuoco, William Mapother, Catherine Dent, Romy Rosemont, Teddy sears, Danielle Savre, Krista Kalmus, John Mallory Asher

Screenplay by Teena Booth

Directed by Mikael Salomon.

     Lifetime, Television for women. I've always found this intriguing. Not that there is anything strange about having a network that is geared towards women, that much I get. What I find perplexing is that every time you turn the station on you see women getting physically abused, in emotional turmoil and raped. It is funny because if you turn on the Spike network you see shows about the various things that men enjoy. Spike being marketed to the male demographic has shows about women, food, cars and motorcycles, extreme sports, in other words, things men enjoy to do and watch. Lifetime on the other hand is movie after movie of things most women hope to God they will never have to endure. The only thing that I can figure is that deep down what women really enjoy is watching other women suffer. However, that is a subject for a whole other article. Knowing this about Lifetime, it was not surprise that caused me to hang my head and chuckle when I heard that they were the ones putting out Untouchable: The Drew Peterson Story.

     To be honest I am a bit appalled that such a movie was being made. I felt that this was a low way to get ratings and publicity even for Lifetime. In this Review I am going to skip my synopsis of the plot because I assume that all of you must know it by now. What I am going to do instead is just share my opinions of this movie with you and hopefully help you make up your mind if you want to take the time to see it and judge for yourself.

     First of all, Rob Lowe (Drew Peterson)...really? This is what your career has become? Maybe I will be proven wrong but in my opinion this is not the move of someone whose career is going in the right direction. I know that offers are not coming in like they did in the 80’s but for God’s sake man, have SOME self respect. It is still possible to turn things around. Maybe it is time to make the “Damn, what have I been thinking?” call to Robert Downey Jr.

     Kaley Cuoco (Stacy Peterson), I have recently become a fan of yours and I understand the desire to break out from playing the same type of character you have been for the past five years on Big Bang Theory but this is what you chose? This role in this film is most likely going to have the opposite effect of bringing you more opportunities to branch out and show your acting chops in any quality roles. I do respect you wanting to bring sympathy for Stacy Peterson but clearly this rushed out made for TV movie did not give you the opportunity to do that.
     The events surrounding this case are tragic and must be causing a type of pain to the family and friends involved that most of us couldn’t even begin to imagine. If this story was going to be made into a movie for “entertainment” (and I use that word loosely) it deserved more than this watered down, choppy, rushed out excuse for a movie gave it. I learned nothing more than I already knew from watching it and can only cringe at the parts that were added for dramatic purposes. If this film did one thing right, Rob Lowe did a fine job as portraying Drew Peterson for the scumbag that he is. Then again, we all knew that already.

     It saddens me that this is what passes for entertainment in today’s world. What sickens me more is the amount of work, money, time and manpower that was put into making this thing compared to the efforts being made at this time to find Stacy Peterson herself. If anything good can come from this movie, it’s that hopefully this will re-raise interest in the Stacy Peterson case and people will start putting forth an effort into looking for her again. Sadly, I believe the biggest message being sent here is that if you kill two of your wives, successfully hide one of their bodies and act like an arrogant douche-bag to the press, you get fame and your own movie made about you immortalizing you forever.

For information on Stacy Peterson and how you can help in the search please visit www.findstacypeterson.net