Some book reviews and a touch of disappointment
Last week, I started writing some reviews of the books I'd read and right in the middle of the process, the computer kicked me out and I lost everything! Well, not exactly everything... I still have the house, the kids, the husband, the dog... but I did lose my work. So here are some secondhand, probably not quite as brilliant, reviews.
The Beatles by Bob Spitz. I came of age when disco was king (ugh) and turned to the music of the sixties for comfort. I went wild for the Beatles. And I thought I'd read everything there is to read about them. Until now. I was even going to pass on this book because I figured it would be redundant. I was wrong. This biography presented a brand new, very well-written view of the Beatles and how they came to be. Even when he covered the legendary events (bigger than Jesus, Paul is dead, etc.) it was in a refreshing new way. There were somethings, however, that I could have lived without knowing. Like that they all got the clap while in Hamburg and that John Lennon very well may have had sex with Brian Epstein. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but still TMI for me. If you've never read a word about them or you've read everything, you still should read this Beatles Biography.
Cell by Stephen King. It was scary, it was gory, it was classic Stephen King. People using their cell phones are suddenly turned into zombies. Not that you can't see that every day when you're behind someone who can't figure out to talk and drive at the same time. But in Cell, these people get downright violent... like you fantasize you could when you're behind the moron on the phone. Then the story gets a lot like The Stand. And even that's okay because that is my favorite Stephen King book. As a rule, I don't read scary books, but for the last 25 years I've read everything he's published just because I love to listen to him write.
Talk to the Hand by Lynn Truss. I'm afraid to write about this book at all. Truss is also the author of Eats, Shoots and Leaves, a book about zero tolerance for incorrect punctuation. So, if I break any rules, write it off to nerves. This book is about the utter rudeness of the world. And if I were a lesbian, Truss would be my soulmate. I've never met anyone who is annoyed by all the same things that I am annoyed by. If you hate people who never say 'thank you' when you hold the door open for them, or hate the fact that automated phone systems never offer a selection that allows you to speak to an actual person, or you are just fed up with people in general, you will love this book. It's short and very, very funny.
Well, I've read two more books since my blogging debacle last week, but I'll save them for later.
But here is a brief movie review. See "Crash". It's well-written, intricately crafted and very relevant.
The Beatles by Bob Spitz. I came of age when disco was king (ugh) and turned to the music of the sixties for comfort. I went wild for the Beatles. And I thought I'd read everything there is to read about them. Until now. I was even going to pass on this book because I figured it would be redundant. I was wrong. This biography presented a brand new, very well-written view of the Beatles and how they came to be. Even when he covered the legendary events (bigger than Jesus, Paul is dead, etc.) it was in a refreshing new way. There were somethings, however, that I could have lived without knowing. Like that they all got the clap while in Hamburg and that John Lennon very well may have had sex with Brian Epstein. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but still TMI for me. If you've never read a word about them or you've read everything, you still should read this Beatles Biography.
Cell by Stephen King. It was scary, it was gory, it was classic Stephen King. People using their cell phones are suddenly turned into zombies. Not that you can't see that every day when you're behind someone who can't figure out to talk and drive at the same time. But in Cell, these people get downright violent... like you fantasize you could when you're behind the moron on the phone. Then the story gets a lot like The Stand. And even that's okay because that is my favorite Stephen King book. As a rule, I don't read scary books, but for the last 25 years I've read everything he's published just because I love to listen to him write.
Talk to the Hand by Lynn Truss. I'm afraid to write about this book at all. Truss is also the author of Eats, Shoots and Leaves, a book about zero tolerance for incorrect punctuation. So, if I break any rules, write it off to nerves. This book is about the utter rudeness of the world. And if I were a lesbian, Truss would be my soulmate. I've never met anyone who is annoyed by all the same things that I am annoyed by. If you hate people who never say 'thank you' when you hold the door open for them, or hate the fact that automated phone systems never offer a selection that allows you to speak to an actual person, or you are just fed up with people in general, you will love this book. It's short and very, very funny.
Well, I've read two more books since my blogging debacle last week, but I'll save them for later.
But here is a brief movie review. See "Crash". It's well-written, intricately crafted and very relevant.

