I
really need to check my emails more often. 4 weeks ago celeb-based
gossip E-rag Popbitch referenced some information I sent them about Jeremy Paxman, and
how he recited a poem about poo at his book signing event. I got my
initials at the bottom of the email. I'll get them to link to this
blog one day, Goddamnit.
Also: I
read a Discworld novel for the
first time in about 16 years. Sir Terry Pratchett's comedy fantasy
universe and book series has become somewhat of a cult in the UK and
beyond, with over 80 million books sold. I read a few in my teens and
I loved them, but then moved on to other material as I stumbled into
adulthood. I had another bash at Pratchett recently, with a
second-hand copy of The Fifth Elephant, about a police chief running
from werewolves whilst trying to diffuse a potentially devastating
disagreement. Think Iraq in 2003, only Saddam's forces are dwarves
and oil is fat. Oh, and Dick Cheney is a
Frankenstein's-monster-reanimated-type called Igor. Relentlessly
inventive and surprising, the book constantly uses the fantasy genre
to its advantage, turning the everyday into ridiculous, colourful
scenarios.
Shame a
lot of the jokes fall flat. I suspect I've just outgrown the
franchise, in favour of more serious, hard-boiled stuff.
Also:
happened to spot the new Bulmers ad being filmed in Castlefield on
Friday night.
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