Thursday, 31 December 2009

And If Time's Elimination, Then We Got Nothing To Lose

It has been a thrilling ride so far, starting my blog with some computer games, but quickly moving on to books, of which I hope to have discussed at least a considerable amount. Movies based on books and movies not necessarily based on, but inspired by books, filled the rest of the quotum for this year.
The last couple of days were filled with watching The League of Gentlemen, , The Hebrew Hammer, Yes Man, Let The Right One In, Micmacs à Tire-Larigot, A Bit of Fry & Laurie and Dollhouse.
May 2010 bring you all joy, prosperity and many a volume to peruse whilst you listen to your favourite band or artist.

Any astute reader might have noticed already that most of the recent headers for my posts have been lyrics, but also a slight indication of what the post entailed.
Hopefully you found it entertaining enough to return to read more of my endeavours.

So adieu to 2009, may it herald in a splendid 2010.

Friday, 25 December 2009

Can't Tell If This Is True Or a Dream

Christmas is here, and as always the stations are showing nothing but feel good movies, reruns and your regular countdown to New Year's Eve.
Fortunately the Muppets also participate in this Holiday habit.


And to add to the 1000 best songs ever, which for the Netherlands will indubitably boil down to One, Child in Time or


Now, Ludmila finally finished her journey with the no longer conjoined Heath twins, after which I started on The Waste Lands, which reads a heck of a lot faster than DBC Pierre's novel.

Friday, 18 December 2009

There'll Be Scary Ghost Stories And Tales of the Glories

Trailer number two is up for Alice In Wonderland.



I am once again as giddy as a child at Christmas, which luckily is right around the corner. But with so many movies and finally the Holidays to look forward to, this truly is a good time to not loaf around but actually pass some time with my friends, watching movies and overall having a darned good time.

Tuesday, 8 December 2009

No Need to Feel Inane, No Need To Feel Afraid

I promised you some musings on James Moore and here they are:

Writ in Blood


Book the first, in which the stage is set for every single drop of blood that shall flow throughout the trilogy. Every chapter in this book consists of three parts:
I. The daily doings of Simon MacGruder, retired quarry worker and self proclaimed historian of Serinity Falls, a quiet little rural town.
II. A choice chapter of Serenity Falls history, usually pertaining to one of the nastier parts of its legacy. From adultery to murder, manslaughter and the first hint of supernatural activity.
III. The misadventures of Jonathan Crowley, parapsychologist and supernatural 'problem solver.' When he starts grinning. You start running.


The Pack


Just like most every trilogy, part the second is used to set up the entire stage, linking the characters introduced in Writ in Blood with each other, by means unexpected. It also alludes to the inevitable buildup towards the climax that shall be book the third. As such, with a pack of wild dogs the size of a your average Pinto acting as the main antagonist in this book, the horror comes more from the allusions and the creeping dread that forms itself in the back of your mind. Stick along for the ride and buckle up. It might get a bit bumpy up ahead.


Dark Carnival


It all comes full circle in Dark Carnival, fortunately. All hell breaks loose as the dead return to life, the living get to be very dead and those that were never quite human to begin with, being stuck in the middle of it all. Twists around every bend, Twisting until bending turns into breaking and then some. If the second book was a bit slow, it was only because all the true gory stuff was saved up for this volume. Ghouls and goblins beware, you're in for a scare.

Which leaves me with the glorious travels of Milochka, as she heads out of Ubli.
Just a couple more pages in Ludmila's Broken English and then the time has finally arrived to delve into the book case for the next endeavour.

So what shall it be, o illustrious reader?
A continuation of The Dark Tower?
Maybe Pullman's His Dark Materials?
Or some children's books to lighten the load?

Enlighten me