Thursday, August 27, 2009
Slam by Nick Hornby
I love Hornby and everything he's written. I don't really know how not to love him. So, I'm gonna give him a pass for this one. I'll say (and hope) that he's attempting to dumb down his wit and humor for the younger crowd, as this is billed as a young adult novel.
Sam is an implausibly immature 15-year old boy who has daily conversations with a Tony Hawk poster. The Tony Hawk poster talks back in snippets from his autobiography that usually just annoy both Sam and the reader. Sam meets a girl too pretty for him, falls in lust, has the sex, and knocks said girl up. The bulk of the book is basically Sam coming to terms with the pregnancy and trying to figure out how to deal with it.
Maybe saying that Sam is implausibly immature is naivete on my part. Maybe most 15-year olds really are this fucking stupid. It just didn't work for me. Most of the time, it seemed like Hornby was trying to write what it seemed like an adult trying to connect with a younger audience would write...rather than actually connecting.
I don't know. Apparently the book got pretty good reviews, so I'm probably being too harsh. Despite everything I've written here, I actually enjoyed reading the book. In retrospect, however, it's completely forgettable. I guess I just I expect better from Hornby.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Cannonball Read, Book 10
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
I love Oscar Wilde. I love his plays. I love reading about him and watching crappy Jude Law movies based on him. I also love Velvet Goldmine, which is influenced by Oscar Wilde.
Do you know those books that you love even though you've never read them? I feel this way about movies more, but I frickin loved this book...but never read it. I just imagined that one day I would read it and I would love it. Never needed to get around to it.
Did it live up to the hype I created for myself? Yes and no. At first I was a little disappointed. Everytime Harry spoke, I was completely captivated by the writing...but Dorian bored the shit out of me, and Basil was just too pathetic to care about.
Shit, my boss is rushing me out to go help setup for a party...like I care to actually review stuff anyway...
Cannonball Read, Book 11
The Hitchiker's Guide to the Universe by Douglas Adams
I'll reserve my opinion for when I read the other 4 books of the trilogy. I have to go to the cookout now, bitches.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
I AM EXCITED about today. The band The Format got me through one of the hardest times last year, then broke up and broke my heart. Nate Ruess started another band called fun. I already had a plan to go to SXSW, but now that FUN IS GONNA BE THERE, it is on like Donkey Kong.
ALSO, tonight I'm going to drive to Slidell to see My Bloody Valentine in 3d. AWEsome.
Did I even mention the Moulin Rouge sing-along I'm attending in Austin next week? Work is shipping my ass there, and now I have fun to look forward to! AND fun to look forward to! Austin rules.
I still have 38 origami Samurai hats to make for my friend's Hornets bobblehead collection so I better stop wasting time with you lot.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Oh, Hitler. Silly, silly Hitler.
Mein Kampf is an "autobiography" that Hitler "wrote". I say "autobiography" because even in the very first paragraph in the very first chapter, he immediately starts in with his nationalist unification crap. Let me give you a tip, Adolf. Make us feel bad for you and then push your agenda...it doesn't work the other way around. I say "wrote" because the lazy motherfucker didn't write it at all...he dictated it to someone else.
So let's get to it.
Intro by Some Guy - Hitler was arrested wrongfully at a protest. This is why he was so angry.
(Um yeah, some guy, let's just ignore the fact that sources* say this "protest" was an armed coup in an attempt to overthrow the government.
Chapter 1 - I am good at everything. I can sing, dance, and I am the best painter that ever lived. I knew when I was 12 that I was destined to be a painter. My father disagreed and wanted me to be a state official, so I rebelled by not doing a damn thing in school and never receiving my diploma. Dad dies. Mom dies.
(I don't think he was that bad. See, pretty puppy.)
I knew now that I was destined to be an architect. Too bad you need to have finished grade school. Being poor and homeless made me realize that I know how to fix every one of Germany's sociopolitical problem: simply put, nationalizing. Oh, and I hate Jews. It is my Christian duty to do so.
Ch. 3 - Man should not publicly take part in politics until they are at least 30. At 35, I know all there is to know about politics. I went to the Austrian parliament and laughted at them. There should not be free elections because the people in power have to actually listen to the dumb easily manipulated people. Oh, not YOU, dear readers. I meant those other people. Also, "By the introduction of parliamentarianism, democracy produced an abortion of filth and fire." Don't ask me why I want to abort filth and fire. Those fuckers had it coming.
(I should point out that it is in this chapter that Hitler begins one of his best manipulation tactics used in Mein Kampf, in my opinion - rhetorical questions. Must we stand for this? Does anybody honestly believe this?)
This is getting long (like this fucking boring-ass book), and I'm not much of a reviewer, so...
The rest of the book - Blah blah blah Nazi party wah wah wah nationalism blah yay Aryans wah boo Jews with there stupid brown hair blah blah should feel appreciative that we even talk to them because it makes them cool by association blah blah. Eventually Germany will rule all. I hereby reinstate the German National Socialist Labour Party. Can I be Fuhrer now?
In all seriousness, some parts of the book are incredibly interesting in that What-the-fuck-Is-he-actually-serious kind of way, but mostly it's just angry rantings and ideas from a racist with an incredible ability to manipulate. He rambles. He is not interesting. He slams his ideas into your face over and over again until you're just fed up with arguing. Sadly, almost every plan and evil idea that Hitler had is alluded to in this book, but since it sold so poorly (I'm assuming because it sucked so royally), nobody paid attention. Just don't read it...not even out of curiousity. It's not worth it. Instead, see: World War II.
Oh, and just because I found it funny:
From Mein Kampf:
I find two very significant facts standing out clearly before my mind.
First, I became a nationalist.
Second, I learned to understand and grasp the true meaning of history.
About three things i was absolutely positive:
First, edward was a vampire.
Second, there was a part of him - and i didnt know how dominant that part might be - that thirsted for my blood
Third, i was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
So what have we learned here, folks? Similar writing style means Stephanie Meyer = Hitler.