"Cosmic. Monumental. Doom."
Aug. 26th, 2008 10:22 pmThis weekend I returned to the lair of the patriarch of the LB clan. I love my family. They're completely nuts and the day one of them writes their life story it'll sell instantly to Heat, but I do love them. I'm missing the turtles who have returned to the parents, I keep expecting to hear their little claws scratching on the glass *sniffle* I also read and watched a few things.
Book rec: Notes from an Exhibition by Patrick Gale. Like an exhibition, there are notes explaining (unseen) paintings introducing chapters with the stories around these pieces. It reveals the lovely story of a family. No obvious storyline other than the aftershocks and reflections caused when the mother dies. There's gen, het, slash, love, death, general life. Some of it is revealed obviously in the chapters themselves, other parts implied in the actual notes of the paintings or just in a throwaway comment in another chapter with someone else's POV. All of it made more poignant when the author reveals who he wrote the tale for. Highly recommended.
Films: I cried last night over Pierrepoint. I have no idea how much was genuine fact, and I suspect the emotional crux of the protagonist's storyline was fictionalised, but it was beautifully acted nevertheless and the buggers got me *sniffle*
TV:-
x. Gladiators. It was the final. A highlight included an exasperated John Anderson telling a gladiator to just 'DO YOUR JOB!' ( Cut for SPOILERS just in case... )
x. Maestro. If you're not watching this on the Beeb, it's well worth joining in. UK celebrities are taught how to conduct, the prize being the chance to conduct Prom in the Park on the Last Night of the Proms. What's nice is that the deciding vote isn't with the audience, it's with the orchestra. Goldie and Sue Perkins are obvious leaders at this point, but Alex James (used to be part of Blur) does have this kicked-puppy appeal in that he's obviously trying so hard and you can almost hear the orchestra going 'Awww, bless' as he attempts to come to grips with 'cosmic monumental doom' AKA Verdi.
Book rec: Notes from an Exhibition by Patrick Gale. Like an exhibition, there are notes explaining (unseen) paintings introducing chapters with the stories around these pieces. It reveals the lovely story of a family. No obvious storyline other than the aftershocks and reflections caused when the mother dies. There's gen, het, slash, love, death, general life. Some of it is revealed obviously in the chapters themselves, other parts implied in the actual notes of the paintings or just in a throwaway comment in another chapter with someone else's POV. All of it made more poignant when the author reveals who he wrote the tale for. Highly recommended.
Films: I cried last night over Pierrepoint. I have no idea how much was genuine fact, and I suspect the emotional crux of the protagonist's storyline was fictionalised, but it was beautifully acted nevertheless and the buggers got me *sniffle*
TV:-
x. Gladiators. It was the final. A highlight included an exasperated John Anderson telling a gladiator to just 'DO YOUR JOB!' ( Cut for SPOILERS just in case... )
x. Maestro. If you're not watching this on the Beeb, it's well worth joining in. UK celebrities are taught how to conduct, the prize being the chance to conduct Prom in the Park on the Last Night of the Proms. What's nice is that the deciding vote isn't with the audience, it's with the orchestra. Goldie and Sue Perkins are obvious leaders at this point, but Alex James (used to be part of Blur) does have this kicked-puppy appeal in that he's obviously trying so hard and you can almost hear the orchestra going 'Awww, bless' as he attempts to come to grips with 'cosmic monumental doom' AKA Verdi.