Entertainment
Radio hosts Kevin Ryder and Doug 'Sluggo' Roberts fired from KLOS-FM
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Los Angeles classic rock station KLOS-FM (95.5) has fired afternoon hosts Kevin Ryder and Doug “Sluggo” Roberts.
Ryder confirmed the duo’s ouster Friday on social media, making sardonic references to a marketing initiative the stations recently launched. “Ironic time to start a ‘Where’s Kevin???’ campaign,” Ryder posted on X, formerly known as Twitter.
In an Instagram video Ryder posted, several people, including one man looking under a desk, are shown asking, “Where is Kevin?” The video then cuts to Ryder, pulling a pint of ice cream and other goodies out of the freezer. “Well, I’m not there anymore,” the host says to the camera. “KLOS fired me.”
Direct messages to Ryder and Roberts were not returned, and a representative for KLOS or its parent company could not immediately be reached.
Ryder has been a fixture of the local radio airwaves for decades. He was previously with KROQ-FM (106.7), where he helmed the morning program “Kevin and Bean” for roughly three decades with his longtime on-air partner, Gene “Bean” Baxter.
After Baxter retired in 2019, “Kevin & Bean” was renamed “Kevin in the Morning With Allie & Jensen,” after his new co-hosts Allie Mac Kay and Jensen Karp.
But in March 2020, Ryder and his team were abruptly fired from the station.
Ryder made his comeback the following year with his hiring by KLOS, where he joined Roberts, who arrived at the station in 2019.
Burbank-based KLOS-FM has been on the air since the 1960s. It sold to investor and entrepreneur Alex Meruelo’s Meruelo Media in 2019, paying $43 million to the previous owner, Atlanta-based radio giant Cumulus Media.
Meruelo’s holding include several other local outlets, such as hip-hop stations KDAY-FM (93.5) and KPWR-FM (105.9) “Power 106.”
Terrestrial radio, while long a signature feature of L.A.’s heavy commutes, has come under serious financial pressure in recent years, thanks to competition from streaming music services and podcasting. Earlier this year, Meruelo Media made cuts to its Los Angeles stations, eliminating midday hosts.
Speaking to Variety, Ryder made reference to rumors that Meruelo is looking to unload its radio properties, including KLOS. “I hope they sell it to somebody who cares about it,” he told the trade publication.
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Movie Reviews
‘We Live in Time’ Review: Florence Pugh and Andrew Garfield Deliver Achingly Resonant Performances in a Poignant Romantic Drama
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Among today’s young acting talents, few possess the enviable combination of depth and charisma shared by Florence Pugh and Andrew Garfield, who play to those considerable strengths as a contemporary British couple who find themselves facing a medical crisis in John Crowley’s deeply introspective We Live in Time.
Handed its world premiere at the Toronto International Film Festival, where Crowley’s 2019 drama, The Goldfinch, was less enthusiastically received, the film eschews a traditional, linear approach to the subject matter in favor of a looser construction that weaves together a vivid patchwork of timeframes and memories to deeply poignant effect.
We Live in Time
The Bottom Line Beautifully performed, thoughtfully executed.
Venue: Toronto International Film Festival (Special Presentations)
Cast: Florence Pugh, Andrew Garfield
Director: John Crowley
Screenwriter: Nick Payne
Rated R,
1 hour 48 minutes
For thematic inspiration, Crowley takes his cue from the Lou Reed song “Magic and Loss (The Summation),” and especially the lyrics, “There’s a bit of magic in everything and then some loss to even things out,” in navigating the relationship between passionate, ambitious Almut (Pugh) and sensitive, attentive Tobias (Garfield).
Meeting each other in their 30s as fully-formed individuals with well-defined pasts and a clear sense of their wants and desires, Almut and Tobias proceed to set up house in South London’s verdant Herne Hill. She’s the chef in her own restaurant, and he, still raw from a divorce, is the corporate marketing face of Weetabix cereal.
Despite differing on wanting to raise a family — he’s raring to go, she’s unsure — they eventually end up having daughter Ella (Grace Delaney) after some difficulty getting pregnant, and would seem to be living an idyllic life when Almut receives a devastating diagnosis: a recurrence of ovarian cancer.
Rather than taking a conventional “where do we go from here?” approach, the unique script by playwright Nick Payne is more concerned with “how did we arrive at this place?” The film divides their story into three distinct time periods of varying lengths and re-splices them together in ways more interesting than standard chronological order. The approach allows for a series of lovely/surprising/amusing moments, from Tobias getting the back of his neck tenderly trimmed by his doting dad (Douglas Hodge) to Almut laying in a bathtub, balancing a biscuit on her very pregnant tummy to — in one of the film’s more audaciously choreographed sequences — giving birth in a petrol station loo.
It’s all immersively recorded by cinematographer Stuart Bentley’s photography, which penetratingly captures the defining moments in the couple’s decade-long relationship without ever feeling intrusive. Quite frankly, Bentley wouldn’t have been required to do much more than simply point and shoot, what with the generosity of those gorgeously honest performances given by Crowley’s two highly accomplished leads.
There’s an achingly palpable, playful chemistry between Pugh and Garfield that leaps off the screen. But they also refuse to shy away from letting their characters’ less attractive qualities bleed through. Beneath Tobias’ soulful eyes there’s an undercurrent of passive-aggressiveness that isn’t his best feature. Meanwhile, Almut’s silky-smoky voice can’t gloss over the painful frustration the disease is causing her when she insists on taking part in a prestigious international cooking competition despite her deteriorating condition and her husband’s concerns, protesting, “I don’t want my relationship with Ella to be defined by my decline.”
When that decline ultimately leads to the tragically inescapable and time reverts back to its chronological default, Crowley takes leave with the same tender yet truthful touch that informs the entire production. While We Live in Time and its subject matter might not lay claim to the audience uplift of Crowley’s Oscar-nominated Brooklyn, seldom has such an unflinchingly honest take on mortality felt so transcendently life-affirming.
Movie Reviews
‘The Life of Chuck’ Review: Mike Flanagan Lifts Audiences Up (for Once!) in Sentimental Drama
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“The Life of Chuck” is a departure for Mike Flanagan, in the sense that it’s not technically a horror movie. But it is a Stephen King adaptation, which is very much in the “Doctor Sleep” director’s wheelhouse. And it is haunted: By regret, by memories, and by the snuffing out of an entire internal universe when someone dies. (Adding another layer of sorrowful real-life resonance, film journalist Scott Wampler, who died suddenly in May, appears as a background actor in the film, which is dedicated to him.) If anything, “The Life of Chuck” just peels back the layer of metaphor and gets straight to the wistfulness that underpins all ghost stories.
Structured around a verse from Walt Whitman’s “Song of Myself” — “Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I contradict myself. I am large, I contain multitudes” — “The Life of Chuck” is told in reverse order from the end of a man’s life to the beginning. It does so in a way that’s surprising enough that it’s best not to discuss it in too much detail; suffice to say that it takes a cosmic approach to the idea of inner worlds. (“Every man and every woman is a star,” to quote Whitman’s fellow literary eccentric Aleister Crowley.) The entire movie isn’t sad, although it does land on a note of genuine pathos. But sentimentality suits Flanagan, whose florid writing style is well matched by the high-concept ideas explored here.
Nick Offerman narrates the opening of each of the film’s three chapters, each of which related in some way to, well, the life of accountant (and surprisingly good dancer) Charles “Chuck” Krantz, played by Tom Hiddleston as an adult and Jacob Tremblay as a boy. Flanagan regulars Rahul Kohli and Kate Siegel show up in minor parts, part of a who’s who of familiar genre faces like David Dastmalchian, Matthew Lillard, and Harvey Guillén that rounds out the ensemble cast. Chiwetel Ejiofor and Karen Gillan play slightly bigger roles as a divorced couple who turn to each other for comfort in the imminent apocalypse — to explain more would, again, undermine the film’s most poetic theme — as does Mark Hamill as Albie, Chuck’s New York-accented Jewish accountant grandfather.
It’s Zeyde Albie who convinces young Chuck that numbers are just as exciting as moonwalking across the school gym, setting him on a stable, but unexciting life path. “The Life of Chuck” uses dancing as a shorthand for whimsy, creativity, playfulness, joy — name an unselfconscious emotion that we’re supposed to put aside in the name of adult responsibility, and it’s expressed through dancing in this movie. Bubbe Sarah (Mia Sara) shows young Chuck musicals to cheer him up after his parents die in a car accident — this dark turn comes on that quickly and brutally in the movie, too — and his fondest memories are of dancing with her in her kitchen as diffuse white light streams in through the window.
It’s a nice scene, but also a mawkish one. To be fair, Flanagan makes no effort to disguise or apologize for the clichés in “The Life of Chuck,” whose centerpiece scene depicts Chuck rediscovering the magic in his otherwise routine life by dancing with a stranger in the center of a suburban mall promenade as a crowd gathers around them. From there, the movie takes a turn into sadder territory, but the tone remains sunny and sweet and pleasantly generic. The lighting is bright, the locations are quaint, and the quips all come with a pre-packaged air of warmth and wisdom.
Again, many of the points being made here are of a generic “enjoy every sandwich” type of bent. But there is something touching about “Chuck’s” core premise, which is that even the smallest and most ordinary of lives is animated by a divine spark. A human being is the culmination of every place they’ve ever been, every thing they’ve ever done, and every person they’ve ever met, and each of us carries a galaxy of experiences around with us everywhere we go. And when we die, those worlds die with us.
Despite his reputation as a master of horror, this side of Mike Flanagan has always been there. (Same for King — he did write “The Green Mile,” after all.) As a filmmaker, Flanagan deals in raw, go-for-broke emotion; it’s just that this time around, he’s using that passion to affirm the audience, not disturb them. Whether one finds this uplifting or eye-rolling is a matter of taste, and cynics will likely find Flanagan’s latest far too saccharine for theirs. Viewers with a sweet tooth, meanwhile, may find themselves thoroughly charmed by “Chuck’s” dorky earnestness.
Grade: B-
“The Life of Chuck” premiered at the 2024 Toronto International Film Festival.
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NBC cuts 'The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon' to four nights a week
The late-night TV audience is shrinking, and so is the number of weekly episodes for the format’s signature program.
NBC’s “The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon” will have four fresh editions a week instead of five when the fall TV season begins this month.
Fallon’s show aired four nights a week throughout the summer, the same frequency as other late-night shows, including NBC’s “Late Night With Seth Meyers,” CBS’ “The Late Show With Stephen Colbert,” ABC’s “Jimmy Kimmel Live!” and Comedy Central’s “The Daily Show.”
An NBC representative had no official comment, but a person with knowledge of the plan confirmed that the show will stick to the summer schedule going forward.
“The Tonight Show” is the granddaddy of the desk-and-sofa format, debuting in 1954 with Steve Allen as host and reaching its cultural apex with the three-decade run of Johnny Carson. The New York-based show has aired continually on a five-days-a-week basis since, with Fallon taking over the host chair from Jay Leno in 2014.
Late-night talk shows were long a massively lucrative genre for broadcast networks, with hosts seeing salaries that approached $30 million a year. The shows were highly desirable to advertisers because they were effective at reaching younger viewers.
But the programs are having to adjust their budgets as the erosion of traditional TV viewing habits due to streaming has reduced their audiences considerably over the years.
Many young fans of the late-show hosts know them through videos of segments on social media and YouTube.
The trends have led to budget tightening across the genre. After Trevor Noah departed “The Daily Show” in 2022, the program used guest hosts for years before bringing back Jon Stewart on a once-a-week basis. “Daily Show” correspondents show up as hosts on other nights.
Earlier this year, NBC cut the live band that was long a part of “Late Night With Seth Meyers.”
While NBC is reducing costs, the network has signed new multiyear deals with Fallon and Meyers that keep them in their roles through 2028.
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