YOU GUYS I READ SHARP OBJECTS. And basically it was ok-not-great. This is Gillian Flynn's first book, and while it involves murder (hurrayyy kind of), it's also got a lot of shit about the narrator girl and cutting, but instead of normal cutting, she cuts WORDS into herself, and I'm sure this is supposed to be very interesting, but I was mainly exasperated by it because it seemed like a Literary Thing.
I was SLIGHTLY surprised by one of the twists, but overall, meh. Gillian Flynn's good if you read her quickly. Otherwise it kind of feels like a waste. Her prose isn't good enough to single her out as a writer, so it's mainly a plot-driven read. And she's really into psychotic women, which I can get behind, but if that's always your plot device, then your books are going to get predictable.
In the past, I've mentioned how life is EXCITING because new awesome things are being created all the time, while there are also thousands of things that have been around, sometimes for centuries, that we just haven't found yet. I found TWO on the weekend, which makes me very happy indeed.
One is the singer Jen Foster, whose music I just like. Someone used her song 'Venice Beach' in a fanvid, and I looked for her albums on Spotify and ended up liking basically all her music (except I Just Wanna Be Happy, because those lyrics are the sentiments of a 12-year-old, but it's on her first album, so consider slack for her CUT).
The OTHER is the 1980s stellar tv show of stellardom Beauty and the Beast. I was flipping through Netflix and it was like "Oh, you like Xena? Here're some other dated shows from the past three decades you'd probably like." And there it was, with the show summary:
How do you NOT watch that? All these years, including 1990 when I saw the VHS tapes in our video rental store, I thought it was an old timey fairytale version of Beauty and the Beast and like...set in the 1700s. Because what am I supposed to think with this?
But no. 1980s New York City. And Linda Hamilton is WORKING the '80s fashions. She made me regret they aren't around anymore, which is damn impressive when you're wearing shoulder pads and giant blazers. Also she and Ron Perlman have the greatest speaking voices of all time, so when they're in scenes together I'm like "Yessss talk moooore!"
In other news, I'm finishing the first Agatha Christie, The Mysterious Affair at Styles, which isn't really grabbing me, but neither did the first Lord Peter Wimsey by Dorothy L. Sayers, and now I am a GIANT fan of him. Plus later Agatha Christies rock the house. So. On I shall go.
I was SLIGHTLY surprised by one of the twists, but overall, meh. Gillian Flynn's good if you read her quickly. Otherwise it kind of feels like a waste. Her prose isn't good enough to single her out as a writer, so it's mainly a plot-driven read. And she's really into psychotic women, which I can get behind, but if that's always your plot device, then your books are going to get predictable.
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| In this GIF analogy, Flynn's books are Dustin Hoffman, trying oh-so hard. |
In the past, I've mentioned how life is EXCITING because new awesome things are being created all the time, while there are also thousands of things that have been around, sometimes for centuries, that we just haven't found yet. I found TWO on the weekend, which makes me very happy indeed.
One is the singer Jen Foster, whose music I just like. Someone used her song 'Venice Beach' in a fanvid, and I looked for her albums on Spotify and ended up liking basically all her music (except I Just Wanna Be Happy, because those lyrics are the sentiments of a 12-year-old, but it's on her first album, so consider slack for her CUT).
The OTHER is the 1980s stellar tv show of stellardom Beauty and the Beast. I was flipping through Netflix and it was like "Oh, you like Xena? Here're some other dated shows from the past three decades you'd probably like." And there it was, with the show summary:
A NYC district attorney shares a deep bond with a subterranean-dwelling lion man who becomes the love of her life.
How do you NOT watch that? All these years, including 1990 when I saw the VHS tapes in our video rental store, I thought it was an old timey fairytale version of Beauty and the Beast and like...set in the 1700s. Because what am I supposed to think with this?
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| It's got curlicues and shit |
But no. 1980s New York City. And Linda Hamilton is WORKING the '80s fashions. She made me regret they aren't around anymore, which is damn impressive when you're wearing shoulder pads and giant blazers. Also she and Ron Perlman have the greatest speaking voices of all time, so when they're in scenes together I'm like "Yessss talk moooore!"
In other news, I'm finishing the first Agatha Christie, The Mysterious Affair at Styles, which isn't really grabbing me, but neither did the first Lord Peter Wimsey by Dorothy L. Sayers, and now I am a GIANT fan of him. Plus later Agatha Christies rock the house. So. On I shall go.
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