page 14 over the Edge Nov 22, 1995

by Dayle Bowyer

If you like watching stupid
characters doing stupid things,
then Ace Ventura, Nature Calls is
the movie for you. It is loud,
annoying and incredibly over
done.

This movie has one main
difference from Ave Ventura, Pet
Detective: It is not as funny. The
jokes are straight out of Dumb and
Dumber. However, there are a few
exceptions. The finger puppets are
a first for Carry, and almost make
the movie worth seeing. Other
notables are the parody of Cliff
Hanger (otherwise known as the
prologue), the subliminal
advertising for Slinky (which
included Ace’s rendition of their
jingle), and yet another tribute to
William Shatner (this time from

by an animal. Spike, Ace’s trusty
side kick and partner in mishap, is
actually more entertaining than the
humans. But then the cute little
worm eating monkey is probably
easier to work with than a certain
actor and his over inflated ego. Put
it this way .. . if Ace Ventura
vomiting into a birds mouth is
what you want to sec ia full color
on the cinema screen, the Nature
Calls is the movie for you. One the
other hand, Nature Calls, is not a
movie Jim Carry should be proud
of. Ace Ventura is. portrayed as a
sissy girl-like creature vaguely
resembling a human. Overall the
movie is empty. The jokes are
stupid, the plot and character suck.
It is a perfect example of weak
writing that relies more on tawdry

the Twilight Zone).

The plot, Gf you can actually
find one), is really weak. The
movie is really just one cheap
laugh after another. This may be
the one and only time the Jim
Carry could actually be upstaged

humor to pull in the bucks than
taste or talent.

Right: Ace Fighting

the Odds in Africa

Playing in the Sandbox
with Watchmen

by Stephanie Willett

I am awesome! Tracy is awesome! Paul, the lead singer of
Sandbox, is awesome! Sandbox is awesome! The Watchmen are
awesome! So, in case you have not realized it yet, the Watchmen/
Sandbox concert given at the Generator on Monday was quite
the enjoyable event. Sandbox, originating out of the Maritimes,
opened the show, and I could really see myself becoming a major
groupie of this band. The lead singer (Paul, who is a Gemini) is
quite a cutie as is the bassist. Besides the obvious “talent”, the
group was quite good. Unfortunately I had not yet acquired their
debut CD, so I was not able to sing along to any of their songs,
but after their show I do believe I shall have to attain it. The
Watchmen were the headliners and did a jolly good show. I must
say that I like this band who came to us from Winterpeg, they
rock! I must also say that if] already did not own a copy of In the
Trees I would go and purchase one RIGHT now! And I would
just like to mention that the Watchmen were so obliging as to
play my mostest favoritest song for the last song (it was part of
their encore!), how did they know?! Anyway, I thank them! It
was a lovely evening at the Generator for one and all; I didn’t see
any blood which I hear is a good sign, and there was a lovely
sweet scent in the air. Tracy and I had a chance to interview
Sandbox (that is why we are awesome). Unfortunately the
interview did not,occur, as we would have had to do it in the bar,
and it way way too loud to hear what the guys were saying. We
appreciate the graciousness of Paul, although we had to decline,
but it was nice to rub elbows, eh?

eee eee he Critics:
Guess Who Answered when Nature Calls?

at tare IS HE WEARING
UNDER THAT KILT?

by Ken Boulter

Cool and refreshing as a Nova
Scotia morning comes the second
album from Scottish fiddling
phenom, Ashley Maclsaac.
Hailing from the friendly maritime
region, Maclsaac offers warm
greetings with the album title, “hi
how are you today?”, but make no
mistake: he intends to drag the art
of fiddling into the mainstream by
lulling you into a trance and then
smacking you upside your foolish,
guitar-addled head with a
ferocious fiddling assault.

Most People unacquainted with
Maclsaac's music will be scared
off upon hearing the word,
"fiddle", and instrument that
conjures in the mind images of
Hee-Haw and square-dancing.
Well, just you forget that
nonsense. Maclsaac's decidedly
Gaelic brand of fiddling has the
same effect as making fun of a
seven foot Scots' kilt: both will
trounce your fanny. The fun starts
with "Beaton's Delight", which get
the Scottish blood you never know
you had pumping through your
veins. Then It's time for "Sleepy
Maggie", the song which will

forever change your notion of
what fiddle-music is supposed to
sound like. A swirling techno beat
mingles with mystical Gallic
vocals and Ashley's interweaving
fiddle, creating a soothing,
hypnotic effect. It's likely the
album's most successful attempt
at creating something new out of
something ancient, "The Devil IN
the Kitchen" is one of those songs
that, if listened to while driving
your car, might stir up that primal
urge to floor the sucker. "What
An Idiot He Is", depending on
your perspective, seems to discuss
Maclsaac's disdain of people with
crimson Adam's apples ("he's
spending up a hundred dollars on
a decal for his truck. . . he's got a
Colt 45 underneath the seat. . .").

Songs such as "MacDougall's
Pride" "Spoonboy" and "Sad
Wedding Day" are more straight
forward efforts, but the beauty of
this album is that the more
experimental stuff works, and
subsequently wakens your
resistance to hearing Maclsaac's

‘other offerings. God know I was

skeptical at first, but my first

exposure to this album came
immediately after hearing the new
Alice In Chains Disc, and
Maclssac's tunes definitely left the
strongest impression. Also of
interest is appearances by
members of Jale and Big Sugar.
The only disappointment lays in!
what is not on the album, which is
arendition of "Staying Alive": the
disco tune which defined the 70's..

I have is on good authority from a
friend who has seen Maclsaac!
perform live that his new-age!
fiddle version simply rocks.
Maybe on the next one. So get this,
disc. Put on a kilt. Have.a big,
yummy plate of hagus, and get
down with your bad Gaelic self. '
On the Internet - http://
www.citw.ca/ashley/ ‘

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