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Philosiphications
Got signed up for the Adult Reading Program at the library. Yes. I'm laughing immensely. Silly people.
But. Grabbed some Charles de Lint stuff to read, and Peter David's Sir Apropos of Nothing, and Pratchett's Eric. Started Moonheart by de Lint first, and have come to the conclusion that I have always vaguely known. Subreality has been done before.
Not in any Subreal sense, but in fantasy. Or maybe just amusement.
I say this because one of the central character's is Tamson House, a gigantic building more remeniscent of the House of Strange Dimensions than I'd thought there was possible. Except for the 4-acre park in the middle. It's also rather close to Castle Perilous, except Perilous exists much more in a different dimension. Several, in fact.
Stupidly, I've left the book in the car, so I can't quote the line that almost completely embodies Subreality, and the House in particular.
But it's not surprising, I'd guess, to see something we've come up with vaguely echo backwards in time in someone else's mythic fantasy.
de Lint's style is very lush and full of words. Descriptions and people, dialogue and movement... His pacing isn't slow, but thoughtful, as if he's drawing a maze and embroidering the reader into it. I knew this before, but it'd been too long since I'd read... damn. I can't even remember what it was. Anyway. It was lovely.
And so is Moonheart, to some extent. Jamie isn't Rossi, but it's an odd near-fit.
Rambling. Yes.
On another tangent, I watched the MTV Movie Awards. Wasn't as awful as it could have been, but it was very flat. SMG needs to remember she has no tits and wearing anything that attempts to flaunt them is not useful. At all. Black was very amusing, and could have carried it off on his own. Sadly, they felt he needed someone else. Idiots.
The Spider-Man sendup was highly amusing, too. Panic Room was rather... sad. The acceptance speeches were boring and could have been cut for more satires.
Again, I say, SMG needs a new stylist. Ugh. She changed 4 times, each time getting a worse and worse costume. The final one was a drab grey floaty thing that looked like a trash bag. Hey, folks? It ain't true that gorgeous women can make anything look wonderful.
Designers should just give up on grey and taupe. They're ugly colours that only make women look more drab.
I also saw the Mary Sue episode of the Pretender. Road Trip, I think it's called. Has a redhead named Zoe in it, who gets to have *drum roll* Pool Sex. With Jarod. Yeah. Lucky woman, yes? Of course, it might not have been written by a woman, but it makes a hell of a lot of sense...
The whole episode is like a fanstory, anyway. Let's use logic, on the Trio part. They get lured to 'Oz' (Sidenote: There's some very GOOD dialogue in these bits), and find pieces of their past that remind them of Home.
How sweet. And how... deux ex machina. I'm SO sure it would have been easy for Jarod to not only find all of those things, but to KNOW about the events they were associated with. This is sarcasm.
So. Shall wander off, I think.
But. Grabbed some Charles de Lint stuff to read, and Peter David's Sir Apropos of Nothing, and Pratchett's Eric. Started Moonheart by de Lint first, and have come to the conclusion that I have always vaguely known. Subreality has been done before.
Not in any Subreal sense, but in fantasy. Or maybe just amusement.
I say this because one of the central character's is Tamson House, a gigantic building more remeniscent of the House of Strange Dimensions than I'd thought there was possible. Except for the 4-acre park in the middle. It's also rather close to Castle Perilous, except Perilous exists much more in a different dimension. Several, in fact.
Stupidly, I've left the book in the car, so I can't quote the line that almost completely embodies Subreality, and the House in particular.
But it's not surprising, I'd guess, to see something we've come up with vaguely echo backwards in time in someone else's mythic fantasy.
de Lint's style is very lush and full of words. Descriptions and people, dialogue and movement... His pacing isn't slow, but thoughtful, as if he's drawing a maze and embroidering the reader into it. I knew this before, but it'd been too long since I'd read... damn. I can't even remember what it was. Anyway. It was lovely.
And so is Moonheart, to some extent. Jamie isn't Rossi, but it's an odd near-fit.
Rambling. Yes.
On another tangent, I watched the MTV Movie Awards. Wasn't as awful as it could have been, but it was very flat. SMG needs to remember she has no tits and wearing anything that attempts to flaunt them is not useful. At all. Black was very amusing, and could have carried it off on his own. Sadly, they felt he needed someone else. Idiots.
The Spider-Man sendup was highly amusing, too. Panic Room was rather... sad. The acceptance speeches were boring and could have been cut for more satires.
Again, I say, SMG needs a new stylist. Ugh. She changed 4 times, each time getting a worse and worse costume. The final one was a drab grey floaty thing that looked like a trash bag. Hey, folks? It ain't true that gorgeous women can make anything look wonderful.
Designers should just give up on grey and taupe. They're ugly colours that only make women look more drab.
I also saw the Mary Sue episode of the Pretender. Road Trip, I think it's called. Has a redhead named Zoe in it, who gets to have *drum roll* Pool Sex. With Jarod. Yeah. Lucky woman, yes? Of course, it might not have been written by a woman, but it makes a hell of a lot of sense...
The whole episode is like a fanstory, anyway. Let's use logic, on the Trio part. They get lured to 'Oz' (Sidenote: There's some very GOOD dialogue in these bits), and find pieces of their past that remind them of Home.
How sweet. And how... deux ex machina. I'm SO sure it would have been easy for Jarod to not only find all of those things, but to KNOW about the events they were associated with. This is sarcasm.
So. Shall wander off, I think.