Beyond Wrestling/WWR Tournament for Today
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Aurora – Providence, Rhode Island, United States
Karen Q def. Angie Sky
Kicking off this whopper of an event, we’ve got an opening match between two women I’ve never heard of. One of my favorite things about Beyond is that it’s a platform for lesser-known indie wrestling talent to break out on, and I’m hoping these women can do so here. In the end, I’m not sure if they actually “broke out”, but they made themselves known on a larger stage and had a competent match in doing so, so I can’t complain.
Chris Hero def. Brian Milonas
Between this event and the time of this writing, Beyond Wrestling severed their ties with Joey Styles, which is admirable and cause for celebration. Sadly, he was still available for this event and will no doubt do his best to try and ruin some of my favorite wrestlers doing their thing in one of my favorite promotions. In any event, hey, it’s a Chris Hero match, so commentary aside, this match has a pretty high floor for quality. Hero’s got his work cut out for him here with the massive Milonas, and on top of that, Milonas is the reason that Hero’s tag partner, JT Dunn, is gone from Beyond Wrestling, an added wrinkle to this match. Due to his opponent’s size, Hero can’t muscle him around like he’s used to and has to resort more to his tremendous striking ability. Milonas, looking for the upset here in what is perhaps the biggest match of his career, defiantly fights through the strikes and throws his weight around, rather ferociously, to take control. In the end, Hero deftly avoids a middle-rope crossbody and buries a trio of elbows into Milonas’ skull to win this entertaining Big Lads bout.
(Women’s TFT First Round) Taeler Hendrix def. LuFisto
An interesting matchup here, a clash of styles and ideologies. LuFisto, for all intents and purposes, is a very straightforward character, a woman who hits people real hard. Hendrix, on the other hand, is one of my favorite heel characters in all of wrestling at the moment, a shrewd villain who excels at her villainy both in and out of the ring, and her posing during her ring announcement here is certainly an example of that. Said villainy allows her to take control of the match after enduring LuFisto’s offense in the opening minutes, though the veteran manages to stay in the game most of the way through. After enduring a pretty awesome Horns of Aries variation by Hendrix, LuFisto is distracted by Alexxis, one of Hendrix’s Secret City Soldiers partners, at ringside, which allows Hendrix to connect with a roundhouse kick. To top it off, Alexxis sneakily manages to hold LuFisto’s legs down without the refereeing noticing, and it’s enough to send Hendrix to the second round.
(Men’s TFT First Round) Donovan Dijak def. John Silver
Continuing a pair of stories that have been bubbling in Beyond for months, the Crash Holly-esque John Silver takes on the mountain of a man Donovan Dijak. The commentary team makes sure to note the one foot and one hundred pound difference between these two, as well as the fact that Dijak hasn’t been pinned in Beyond in over a year and a half. Despite being outsized here, Silver isn’t totally outgunned, and he manages to take the big man off his feet multiple times in the opening moments of the match before Dijak simply lobs him across the ring. It’s exhilarating, frankly, to see Dijak toss the New York native around, only to see Siver turn around and do the same to the giant Bostonian. This is quite a compact match, and it’s not exactly perfect, but hot damn is it a hoot as these guys throw their biggest bombs at each other in a logical and heated way. Sadly, Dijak’s size proves to be too great for our valiant underdog Silver, as he connects with the Feast Your Eyes for the win. Awesome little match here, probably my favorite of the whole tournament.
(Women’s TFT First Round) Deonna Purrazzo def. Alexxis
Alexxis is here with her Secret City Soldiers partners, but their support doesn’t do much as Purrazzo steamrolls her in the opening moments of this match. It’s only with some quick thinking and a neckbreaker in the ropes that Alexxis is able to turn the tide, not to mention some interference from her boys at ringside. Even when Purrazzo makes a comeback and gets a pin attempt, Da Hoodz distract the referee, though it’s not long before she gets a flash Fujiwara armbar locked on and forces Alexxis to tap. Short and fairly sweet, the sort of thing you need on a show like this.
(Men’s TFT First Round) Jonathan Gresham def. Jaka
Gresham, behind perhaps only Chris Hero, is the best wrestler in the world, and I’m always excited to see him perform. Likewise, I’m higher on Jaka than most (though of course his “savage from the jungle” shtick is disgusting and needs to end), and I’m confident he can step up to the plate here. Unsurprisingly, Gresham ties Jaka in knots here, wrestling circles around him early on. With liberal use of the ring skirt, Jaka takes control and goes to work with his usual slew of strikes. Gresham goes after the man’s exposed toes, but Jaka’s size and strength advantage keep things fairly even. A wonderful rana turns things around for the Octopus, but a second attempt results in an equally wonderful powerbomb from Jaka. Looking for the kill, Jaka goes for a spinning heel kick but Gresham avoids it and locks in a tight Octopus Stretch for the win. Quite a good match here, real speedy and exciting.
(Women’s TFT First Round) Kimber Lee def. Sonya Strong
Following the events of Beyond’s Midas Touch show back in October, the tensions between Sonya Strong and her mentor Kimber Lee have come to a head, immediately exemplified here by Strong’s trio of tope suicidas to begin the match. Lee, the veteran, is able to recover and take control of the match with some vicious strikes, but Strong’s fieriness ensures that she’s able to turn things around fairly quickly herself. A big, perhaps overwrought, series of German suplexes ends with Lee once again in control, but going for superplex of some kind results in Strong shoving her mentor off the ropes and hitting a neat diving enzuigiri. Strong can’t capitalize, though, and a hurricanrana attempt is reversed into a powerbomb and Alligator Clutch that gives Lee the win. Short and sweet, an enjoyable little back and forth contest here.
(Men’s TFT First Round) Matt Riddle def. Chris Dickinson:
Yet another match stemming from prior issues at past shows, we have the American rookie of the year taking on the Dirty Daddy. A change of pace, these lads with varying levels of MMA experience start off with some half-hearted striking. After a questionable kick to the inner thigh and some mean knees in the corner from Dickinson, the match slows to a crawl as the referee checks on Riddle, who indignantly asks, “Bro?” Riddle, fired up, almost immediately grounds Dickinson and fires away at him with some gruesome strikes and a pair of gutwrench suplexes. Dickinson fires back when he gets to his feet again, but Riddle shuts him down with a big fisherman buster. A rana attempt in the corner goes south for the former UFC star, and Dickinson connects with a Liger Bomb and a German suplex for a near fall. Looking for the kill, Dickinson follows it up with some rough kicks, and Riddle answers in kind with an enzuigiri, knee to the face, and somewhat weak Sami Callihan-esque falling forearm. Riddle stays right on him, unloading a slew of grounded forearms and palm strikes before cinching Dickinson’s legs in for the pinfall victory, simply overwhelming the man in the final moments. Aside from the uneven quality of the striking, this was another good match, short and fairly stiff.
(Women’s TFT First Round) Veda Scott def. Jessicka Havoc
Finishing off the first round of the women’s Tournament for Today, a bespectacled Providence native takes on one of women’s wrestling’s resident monsters. Veda, outsized and outmatched, tries her best to take it to Havok but simply can’t compete with her opponent’s stature for most of the match. Eventually she connects with a Koppu Kick and a series of clotheslines to knock Havok off her feet, and while it’s sloppy work, the crowd gets behind it. A triangle choke from Veda is reversed into a buckle bomb, and a chokeslam a few moments later earns Havok a two count. Defiant to the end, Veda endures it all and scrambles free from a fireman’s carry to steal the upset win with a sunset flip. If you’ve seen either of these women before, you can probably guess how this match went down, but for all its faults the crowd was into it and it was short, so I can’t complain too much.
(Men’s TFT First Round) Zack Sabre Jr. def. Keith Lee
Now this… this is a match. Making his one good call of the night, Joey Styles on commentary notes that ZSJ is giving up 150 pounds to his opponent here, and it sure looks like it. The mood of this match is quite light as both men feel each other out in the opening minutes of this first-time meeting. ZSJ, ever the “technical wizard”, goes for joint manipulation and a variety of arm holds, and for the most part Lee’s size and strength allows him to free himself quite easily, though a flash kimura gives him pause. Bending backward from a double wristlock, ZSJ is able to maintain a neck bridge with all of Lee’s weight on top of him, a tremendously impressive feat. A leg kick from the Brit changes Lee’s jovial demeanor, and he explodes with a series of wild kick attempts, though many of them were wildly off the mark or sort of sloppy, sadly. ZSJ, arrogant young man that he is, tries to go toe-to-toe with European uppercuts and is knocked repeatedly off his feet by the big Texan. Only with a brief sleeper and a mean kneebar/ankle lock combo is ZSJ able to put Lee down, if for a moment. Turning his attention to the arms, ZSJ goes after Lee’s left wrist and elbow with a number of stomps and stretches, and Lee, in a fit of anger, responds with a military press. After absorbing a pair of chops, ZSJ grabs at Lee’s wrist to go for an armbreaker, but Lee uses the positioning to slap on a sleeper hold and really leans into it, forcing ZSJ to limply ease his foot onto the bottom rope or face the sweet embrace of unconsciousness. A good spot, there. Shortly thereafter, the big man hits a slingshot crossbody that drew a number of surprised expletives out of your humble reviewer. Connecting with a few kicks to Lee’s right arm as the big man looks for a clothesline, ZSJ gets a bit of offense going before Lee simply muscles him down with a big lariat. Worth noting is that Lee perhaps brushed off the kicks because his right arm and wrist wasn’t what ZSJ had been working over, but I’m unsure how deliberate that sort of narrative was. A massive fireman’s carry jackhammer from Lee looks to end it all, but ZSJ somehow finds it in him to kick out and sweep the big man’s legs out. A trio of penalty kicks doesn’t do much to break Lee’s resolve, which is a neat spot in theory, but it weakens the move overall and is often spammed ad nauseum because of that. Out of desperation, ZSJ goes for a wheelbarrow and turns it into a prawn hold for the victory. A cool match, and one I’m very glad to see, but I really wish this could have happened outside of a one day tournament setting in which the victor clearly has to save something for the coming rounds. Usually I don’t complain when a match that is built as if it is going 20 minutes ends up going 15, but here, I’m left wanting those extra minutes. In any case, quite a good bout here, one of the best of the night.
The American Destroyers (Donovan Dijak & Mikey Webb) def. Da Hit Squad (Mafia & Monsta Mack)
Dijak, doing his best to cement his legacy as the new ace of Beyond, chooses to participate in a non-tournament tag team match on top of his other tournament matches. Not only that, but it’s a match against the notoriously stiff Da Hit Squad. What a trooper. The match kicks off with Dan Maff tossing Mikey Webb across the entire length of the ring and into the opposite turnbuckles, so I know we’re in for a Certified Hoot™ here. Dijak, considerably larger than his partner, has a much easier time taking on Monsta Mack, but even then DHS steamrolls both of their opponents in the opening minutes of this match. Interestingly enough, Dijak is the one taking most of the offense here despite his massive size. Selling his exhaustion and the brief legwork Monsta Mack executed pretty well, Dijak connects with a desperation superkick and tags out to Webb, who comes flying in and does well to take it to DHS despite his stature, hitting a solid lungblower and a pretty crazy shiranui off the apron to Mack and onto Maff on the floor. Back in the ring, the Destroyers string together some highflying offense, but Da Hit Squad’s girth causes problems for the unevenly-sized duo. Webb, on shaky legs, muscles Maff up for a fireman’s carry out of nowhere and hits a DVD into the corner, and he and Dijak hit their bizarre sunset flip/Canadian Destroyer double team on Mack. From here, everyone starts throwing their big stuff at each other and doesn’t sell most of it, and the Destroyers hit a sunset flip/big boot combo on Mack for the win. A bit underwhelming towards the end, and far less crazy than the best 2016 DHS matches, but there’s enough here to facilitate a fairly enjoyable viewing experience. After the match, all four men embrace before Da Hit Squad, upset about losing here, attack their opponents and go after Dijak’s knee and neck with a chair.
Sami Callihan & Scarlet and Graves (Dave Crist, Dezmond Xavier, & Zachary Wentz) vs. The Crusade for Change (Darius Carter, Anthony Gangone, Tommy Trainwreck, & Devin Blaze)
Two factions of three edgy white guys and one black guy EXPLODE! Before the match even begins, JT Davidson, the Scarlet and Graves manager, dives off the corner post onto the Crusade for Change on the floor. Following this, the match rolls right along at 100 miles an hour, just spot after spot after spot. Mindless to be sure, but it certainly is exciting. Following a multitude of dives and roughly 36,082 other moves (roughly half of them kicks of some kind), Carter picks up the win with a codebreaker on Crist. Perhaps a bit too long at 12ish minutes (a funny observation, all things considered), but an ok little palate-cleansing spotfest.
(Women’s TFT Semi-Finals) Veda Scott def. Deonna Purrazzo:
With both women looking to finish this quick and get a nice little breather leading into the finals, this match begins with a series of quick pinfall and submission attempts. Veda, with a slight experience edge, takes control and does well to keep the young Jersey native down. Purrazzo turns things around with a big boot on the apron, locking in the Fujiwara armbar shortly thereafter, but Veda gets to the ropes. Following a few suplexes, Purrazzo goes for the Fujiwara armbar again, and while Veda is again able to scramble to the ropes, she looks to be hurt this time. Frustrated, Purrazzo tries to stop the referee from checking on her opponent, eventually just rushing at Veda in the corner, but Veda deftly moves out of the way, sending Purrazzo crashing into the ringpost, and it’s enough to give Veda the win. Not as tight as I’d like as far as in-ring work goes, but a tight little match as far as length is concerned.
(Men’s TFT Semi-Finals) Matt Riddle def. Jonathan Gresham
In a rematch of Riddle’s first EVOLVE match a little over a year ago, the best technical wrestler in the world takes on perhaps the best rookie in wrestling of the last 20 years. Riddle jumps the Octopus at the bell, hitting a big kick and then a series of gutwrench suplexes on the smaller man, who sells it like a champ. Riddle really throws everything he can at Gresham here, angering the Atlanta native, who responds by going after Riddle’s arm. The larger Riddle shrugs off most of Gresham’s attempts at sustained offense, and Gresham doggedly keeps going for it, resulting in a nice bit of back-and-forth between the two. Sadly it turns into one of the more convoluted strike-trading sequences I’ve seen of late. Gresham, much smaller than his opponent and not known for his striking capability, is only able to stay in the game with leverage exploitation and by going back to the arm. After Riddle collides with the ring post, Gresham locks on the Octopus Stretch but is distracted by Riddle’s corner man, Chuck O’Neil, which gives Riddle time to recover and slap on a sleeper for the KO victory. Shoving the unconscious Gresham away from him, Riddle is a little more aggressive here than he usually is, continuing the mean streak from his match with Dickinson earlier, but quickly reverts to his aloof, fun-loving nature when O’Neil celebrates in the ring with him.
Davienne, Sammi Lane, & Mistress Belmont def. Solo Darling & Team Sea Stars (Ashley Vox & Delmi Exo)
I can’t say that I’ve ever seen any of these women wrestle before, so I’m certainly going to learn a thing or two here. Beyond Wrestling: a place of learning. Davienne’s team jump the faces before the bell and beat them down, isolating Vox, who is able to make a crazed comeback after drinking a mysterious liquid from Solo Darling’s fuzzy thermos. Team Sea Stars are able to hit some double team offense, but Exo is quickly isolated and worked over herself. With a moment of separation, Exo tags out to Darling and the faces run wild. The finish comes when Darling hits a swinging neckbreaker on Belmont but Davienne shoves Belmont over to cover the smaller Darling and get the three. An awkward end to what was a pretty awkward match to begin with.
Brian Fury def. Hanson
Considering the overall quality of Fury’s retirement run lately and the skill of both these men, this should be a solid little non-tournament hoss fight. After some chaining, Hanson briefly takes control with a few punches to the face while he’s got Fury in a headlock, a wonderfully retro spot. Fury does what he can to take control, but the combination of size and speed from Hanson ensures that he can’t get much going until the big viking misses a Bronco Buster in the corner. Both men trade blows and try to string together offense, and it’s a little corny (in that I always think Hanson’s cartwheel and handspring spots are corny, and will be no matter who you throw in there with him), but not altogether too offensive. It certainly helps that its all built on a foundation of two big guys hitting each other, which is a hard formula to mess up. A big ol’ Emerald Flowsion from Hanson only gets him a two count when Fury uses the positioning to turn Hanson over for a pinfall of his own, and it’s a quality near fall, as is the subsequent Boston Crab from Fury. Some more back-and-forth offense is highlighted by a nice fire thunder driver from Hanson, and eventually Fury turns a seated senton off the ropes into a Boston Crab for the win. Bit convoluted at points, but a fun match to be sure, even if you’re not as high on Fury as I am (or as low on Hanson as I am).
(Women’s TFT Semi-Finals) Kimber Lee def. Taeler Hendrix:
Hendrix jumps Lee to kick things off, choking her and stomping her down. Alexxis, who is in Hendrix’s corner here, slips her a steel chair and distracts the referee, but before Hendrix can use it, Lee kicks it back in her face and slaps on the Alligator Clutch for the win. Thirty second little match that gives Lee a noted advantage leading into the finals.
(Men’s TFT Semi-Finals) Donovan Dijak def. Zack Sabre Jr.
The semi-finals of the Tournament for Today also proves to be the finals of “Lankiest Dude in Wrestling Tournament”. Dijak is hurting and ZSJ knows it, looking to exploit the man’s injuries. ZSJ goes to rush at the big man right at the bell but Dijak sees it coming, stuffing him with boot and a rolling elbow for a quick pin attempt. The Brit kicks out of fireman’s carry spinebuster and slaps on a guillotine, but Dijak just collapses back into the ropes to break it up. Targeting both Dijak’s neck and knee, ZSJ goes to work with his usual stomps, kicks, and wacky holds, and I quite like it, probably because it’s not his typical armwork. As soon as I think that, though, he then begins targeting the arm, proving that he will never not be able to let me down. Still, I can’t fault the psychology of “doing whatever you can to bring the giant down” too much, though the finer points fall flat for me. Frustrated that his armwork isn’t getting the job done, ZSJ just starts launching himself across the ring with European uppercuts, but after a third one, Dijak grabs him and hits a sloppy chokebreaker, because ZSJ can’t take a clean back bump to save his life. He can, however, reverse Dijak’s subsequent big boot into a dragon screw legwhip, though the big man kicks out of the prawn hold that follows it. Dijak can’t avoid the penalty kick but muscles his way free from a goofy arm/neck submission, hoisting ZSJ up to hit the Feast Your Eyes and advance to the finals.
The Secret City Soldiers (Anthony Stone, Davey Cash, & Kris Pyro) def. Johnny Cockstrong & Massage NV (Dorian Graves & VSK)
Well, this will be something. On top of the usual bits of “actual” wrestling, Massage NV and Cockstrong run through their comedy spots and get their laughs. The Soldiers, unwilling to be embarrassed here, do what they can to stay on top, but Massage NV’s superior tag team prowess prevents them from getting any steam. They turn the tide with a very convoluted triple team maneuver that involves a sliding dropkick and TWO simultaneous coast to coast dropkicks on Cockstrong. Shortly thereafter, they hit a wheelbarrow/cutter combo on Graves for the win. Ok comedy match that made people happy, once again something you need on a show of this size.
Joey Janela def. Tracy Williams
Gosh, I love these two. Janela’s antics before the match are on another level, just hilarious stuff. The Bad Boy, ever the comedian, tries to take it to Williams with technical work and Williams effortlessly wrestles circles around him, almost toying with him at points. Janela, having a slight size advantage here, evens things up by throwing his weight around in a bit of striking. When he goes up for a moonsault and misses it as Williams rolls out of the way, he sells his leg, feigning injury, which allows his manager Penelope Ford to run in and hit Williams with a handspring back elbow, and Janela follows it with a Hickory Valley DVD for a two count. Janela keeps things going with his usual cruiserweight fare, but Williams, with a burst of energy, fights back with a snug brainbuster for a two count of his own. Another Penelope Ford interference spot goes awry for the Bad Girl and Boy, and Williams connects with a big splash off the top for another near fall. Some striking back and forth, real mean stuff, ends with a double down, and afterward Janela’s speed gives him the advantage, hitting a double stomp and briefly locking in a crossface before Williams frees himself. Hot Sauce connects with the brainbuster dealio on the top turnbuckle and a lariat and it looks to be the end, but Penelope Ford pulls the referee out of the ring to save her man. The distraction works in the end, as Janela is able to recover and hit a lowblow and a weird package piledriver flowsion for the win. Solid stuff here, not quite as great as I’d want, but quite an entertaining clash of styles in any case.
Team Pazuzu (Pinkie Sanchez, Angel Ortiz, & Mike Draztik) def. The Gentleman’s Club (Chuck Taylor, Drew Gulak, & Orange Cassidy)
One last match before the main events and tournament finals, and it’s a neat little six man tag with my favorite wrestler (guess who in the comments). For some reason, a small child in a football jersey of some kind is doing ring announcements for this match. Everyone make sure to call the Rhode Island Department of Labor and Training at (401) 462-8550 to report this disgusting act of child labor. A variety of comedy and lucha-rific wrestling populates the early minutes of this match, highlighted, unsurprisingly, by Orange Cassidy and his antics. The no-nonsense Gulak takes it to Sanchez with some great Malenko-esque offense in between bursts of goofiness from his partners, and boy howdy is it some goofy goofiness. Eventually Sanchez hits a stellar tornado DDT on Chuck to turn the tide and tag out to his Pazuzu partners, who run wild on the Chikara lads, and despite many Swamp Monster interferences, they are able to hit a double stomp/powerbomb/neckbreaker triple team on Cassidy for the win. Lots of fun, a silly comedy match, nothing more and nothing less than what you’d expect from these six men together.
(Women’s TFT Finals) Kimber Lee def. Veda Scott:
Despite being more of a face in this situation, Lee’s really had the easier path to the finals here and dominates Veda in the opening minutes. Before long, both women brawl out into the crowd where the cameras can’t reach them (or at least not in this Raw Footage), but it leads to a sitdown spot on the floor, so I can’t complain. With each of them seated on a pair of chairs, they both trade strikes back and forth and through it all, Lee retains the advantage. It’s not until they get back in the ring that Veda is even briefly able to take control, utilizing some kicks and suplexes to get the job done. A top-rope Frankensteiner goes south for her, though, as Lee reverses it into a big powerbomb off the top, following it up with the Alligator Clutch for the win. Far from the best match of the night, and much sloppier than I’d like to see, but with most of it being quick and strike-based, it’s better than it could have been.
(Men’s TFT Finals) Matt Riddle def. Donovan Dijak
Dijak, all sorts of beat up from his three previous matches in the night, has his work cut out for him here against the former UFC welterweight. To top it all off, JT Dunn, who has been absent from Beyond Wrestling for months due to a story with Brian Milonas, attacks Dijak before the match and tries to insert himself into the match instead. Mikey Webb, Dijak’s partner in the American Destroyers, runs out to make the save and runs off Dunn. Dijak, fighting through the pain, insists that he’s good to wrestle and has the referee ring the bell, but as the official goes to do so, Chuck O’Neil, Riddle’s corner man, snaps Dijak’s arm across the top rope in one last cheap shot before the match begins. The deck has been stacked against Dijak in nearly every regard, and Riddle wastes no time in beating the man down, going after his injured, neck, knees, and left arm. Dijak is only able to escape the holds due to his massive size, being tall enough to reach the ropes just about anywhere in the ring. Riddle, toying with his injured opponent here, doesn’t shy away from doing everything he can to get the victory, and eventually it lights a fire underneath Dijak, who hits a flurry of offense and the Feast Your Eyes for a two count. A second attempt is reversed into the Bro to Sleep, followed by a leaping Tombstone Piledriver, but it’s only able to earn Riddle a two count. As the commentary teams notes that Dijak hasn’t been pinned in Beyond in over a year and a half and that Riddle is undefeated in the company, Riddle locks on the Bromission and Dijak has no choice but to tap.
BEYOND WRESTLING/WWR TOURNAMENT FOR TODAY
Strong Effort - 7.0/10
As of the time of this writing, American Thanksgiving is right around the corner. Many of us will gather with family and friends in a few days to stuff our faces, be grateful for the things we have, and probably slip into a short-term food coma. In a way, I think this holiday is an apt metaphor for this show. In the same way that, most of the time, the food that we inhale on Thanksgiving isn’t five star stuff, and rather it’s the sheer amount and the occasion that really makes it special, Beyond Wrestling/WWR’s Tournament for Today was a massive event, 23 matches that weren’t anywhere near perfect, but were good enough and came together to create an altogether enjoyable experience. Sure, it hurt to trudge through all of it, the same way that working through an entire Thanksgiving meal is often a slog, but with a few antacids and some breaks for football, it goes down smooth enough. I can’t tell you that TFT is the best show you’ll watch this year, and maybe not this week, but if you’ve got some time to kill this holiday, you should certainly give it a look.