It’s an odd coincidence that commenter LaSargenta mentioned William Gibson’s novel Pattern Recognition recently, because it’s one that’s been in my short pile of books to write about for a while…
I’m certainly giving my Kindle a workout, and expect that I will read more classic novels this year than I have recently, because it’s so easy to find and download good e-versions of them… and because I’m feeling a little guilty about selling and giving away so many books…
We should start by removing all the violence from The Godfather — that gives children terrible ideas! — and all the dead corpses from Schindler’s List: so unpleasant!
Honestly, this is a nice atheist book, full of pleasant memories of childhood Christmases, and plenty of grownup explanations of how and why atheists celebrate Christmas… and even enjoy it.
This huge, beautiful coffeetable book is a gorgeous valentine to the beloved tongue-in-cheek spy show at its half-century mark.
If George Orwell and Dorothy L. Sayers collaborated on a novel, it might read like Farthing, which opens with the murder of an aristocrat at an English country house party in the late 1940s… except it’s an alternate England in which the course of World War II went rather differently.
I assumed once I’d read Niffenegger’s first book, The Time Traveler’s Wife that she was a Doctor Who fan and that her novel was inspired by the show. But I think this cements it.
Olivia de Havilland was 19 and Errol Flynn was 26 when they met doing screen tests for Captain Blood, and the chemistry between them — onscreen and off — was pretty much instant. Their tempestuous relationship encapsulates the heyday of the studio system, as this new book beautifully documents…
Connie Willis is a rotten, terrible person. She’s so mean to her readers, among which I count myself as one of the most fervent, that it’s almost unforgivable.
I figured this weekend would be a good time to finally read this book. Because it is indeed ironic and infuriating that something that no longer exists as a physical thing can continue to cast such long, solid, dark shadows.