I bought the LKH for my beloved wife, and the Terry Pratchett for both of us. She seems to be reading
for
the porn, and says she was disappointed that there wasn't
more
porn in the last Merry Gentry book. I've tried to explain about how there's actual porn out there that is much cheaper than first run hard cover books, and is better written to boot, but it doesn't seem to make a difference.
So, I read Pratchett and bragged about how good it was and told she couldn't read it until she finishes the Anita thing. So there.
Oh, so how *was* the Pratchett? I was going to try to restrain myself until the paperback came out, but should I just give in and buy the hardcover like I did for the last two?
So far I'm eeeh. We'll see if it grows on me, but I haven't laughed out loud yet.
We talking "Hatful of Sky?" It's not as funny as some of the others, but it's a good little story. The treatment of Granny Weatherax toward the end is marvelous, and there's at least one genuinely scary moment.
No, the new one, "Going Postal". I dug it. Pratchett seems to get sharper and sharper with his characters every time. There were some soft bits in the plot itself, but overall, a stellar piece of work. No surprise there.
Somebody tell me what's on the Entertainment film in Infinite Jest so I can appease my Bayliss nature and still go on with my life without flagellating over this 1000 pages again?
SPOILER
It never says. It can't, cos the only people who know are either Himself (dead, possibly a ghost), the viewers (catatonic) and arguably Hal (who after he sees the Entertainment is incapable of communicating with anyone, in my reading, although other people think he never saw it and freaked out because the mold he ate as a boy metastatized into DMZ). Mario might well know, but he's not telling.
Joelle/Madame Psychosis remembers being in it dressed as a heavily pregnant bride rocking the camera back and forth and apologising, while Himself fiddled with some kind of Annular lenses.
It's been awhile since the last post so I thought I'd re-break the ice by mentioning that Sophie Kinsella's newest book in the Shopaholic series,
Shopaholic and Sister
is out. And I didn't even know it was coming out! Stopped by the bookstore today and there it was... woo hoo! Finally something to spend that birthday gift certificate on.
I just read
Confessions
and
Manhattan.
What did you think of them?
I flipped through that
Shopaholic
book and felt like I was reading an "I Love Lucy" episode. I hate "I Love Lucy." The infantalized woman who insists on lying to everyone so she doesn't get yelled at for doing dumb things. "Oh, I can't confess that all my credit cards are maxed out and I agreed to have Hubby do something without asking him first."
I lack the chicklit gene. And compulsive shopping sounds as boring as Dan Quayle.