This is a little blog intended to show up as an RSS feed in my main blog, Me Fail? I Fly!. I make a note here when I start reading a book, and mostly write something there when I finish. Click on an image for a link. Blogger lets you choose from a number of views. For example, try mosaic view.
I went to this against the advice of my elder son, because I heard that Julie Rigg recommended it. Alex 1, Julie Rigg 0. It's mainly a series of suspenseful and/or adrenaline charged set pieces. The Red Badge of Courage it ain't.
It took some hunting, but I got hold of a second-hand copy of this, which is known in the US as Nine Stories. My edition has a grave accent over the final e of Esmé on the cover. Does that make it valuable?
I've not read any Cormac McCarthy. I read this film as a successful exercise in justifying a scene in which a father says to his young son, 'You have my whole heart. You always did.' There's also a powerful wordless statement about companion animals.
This is so much better than I expected after seeing Nine, even though I could tell Nine was a hyper-sexualised travesty. Fellini may have spent a lot of his childhood in a brothel, but he didn't drag us into one, at least not in this movie.