I discussed with someone today that I have wasted far too much time in life taking in the films of Wesley Snipes. Not purposely. They were just things I passively watched (for the most part)… and there he was.
I can’t get that time back. But it may yet help me in a trivia game show or something.
One never knows the kinds of questions that may be posed.
On a University Challenge episode (some kind of celeb/holiday edition), one team was asked to identify the US presidents by looking at photos, and Ruth Davidson (yeah, her) guessed that Calvin Coolidge was Gerald Ford. Seriously. Gerald Fucking Ford. There is no way to mistake these two. I would not expect people in the UK (or anywhere, for that matter) to be able to identify Coolidge. The other team, in fact, guessed Herbert Hoover (which was a much better guess). But to somehow mistake Coolidge for Ford? No.
Incidentally the winning team also didn’t correctly answer the name of the male tennis player in the infamous Battle of the Sexes between Billie Jean King and Bobby Riggs. I probably only remembered because the match has been discussed at length in so many other popular culture outlets – and I had just watched the season 2 episode of the lovely series Minx in which the match played a central role. But still. It wasn’t Jimmy Connors, folks.
I was also horrified watching The Chase because the Chaser was meant to guess in which Dostoevsky novel Razumikhin appears. The Chaser responded, “War and Peace”, which of course is not Dostoevsky. And when the team got the chance to answer after the Chaser missed, they said… and this really hurt… “Anna Karenina”.
ALSO NOT DOSTOEVSKY.
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