Saturday, September 04, 2004
Book binging: High Fidelity
High Fidelity by Nick Hornby
It's a gas. No, really it is. I am completely enamored with Nick Hornby's writing. I was in the book store a couple of nights ago killing time with Rosie and found myself helplessly drawn to his shelf. I passed over "High Fidelity" and "About A Boy" since I'd seen the movies and wasn't in the mood to do a comparison. Instead I picked up "Fever Pitch" to keep me entertained while we waited for my brother-in-law to meet us for dinner.
"Fever Pitch" is a non-fictional account of Hornby's obsession with soccer. I knew none of the soccer heroes to whom he frequently referred and I know almost nil about soccer and I'm sure several British cultural references were beyond me. Yet, as I sat at one of the benches and round tables in the kids section of Barnes and Noble I found myself thoroughly engaged and often snickering through whole chapters. The guy is that good.
All too soon it was time to go to dinner and I decided not to purchase the book, what with school coming and I'll be way too busy for pleasure reading and all. Two days later, err yesterday in fact, as I purchased my text books I again found myself standing in front a shelf searching for Nick Hornby books. My choices were much more limited and it was between "About A Boy" and "High Fidelity". Rather than just shrug and give it up I bought "High Fidelity", John Cusack never far from the back of my eyelids. That's how much of a pull his writing has on me.
Despite my vague recollections of the movie I can be pretty sure of it when I say that the movie stayed true to the book. I am positive that the book stayed true to life. And life is as angst ridden and ambiguous as its portrayal in the book. Pieces of reality fall out of this book over and over. I can't wait to read the next Nick Hornby I can get my hands on. The guy is that good.
It's a gas. No, really it is. I am completely enamored with Nick Hornby's writing. I was in the book store a couple of nights ago killing time with Rosie and found myself helplessly drawn to his shelf. I passed over "High Fidelity" and "About A Boy" since I'd seen the movies and wasn't in the mood to do a comparison. Instead I picked up "Fever Pitch" to keep me entertained while we waited for my brother-in-law to meet us for dinner.
"Fever Pitch" is a non-fictional account of Hornby's obsession with soccer. I knew none of the soccer heroes to whom he frequently referred and I know almost nil about soccer and I'm sure several British cultural references were beyond me. Yet, as I sat at one of the benches and round tables in the kids section of Barnes and Noble I found myself thoroughly engaged and often snickering through whole chapters. The guy is that good.
All too soon it was time to go to dinner and I decided not to purchase the book, what with school coming and I'll be way too busy for pleasure reading and all. Two days later, err yesterday in fact, as I purchased my text books I again found myself standing in front a shelf searching for Nick Hornby books. My choices were much more limited and it was between "About A Boy" and "High Fidelity". Rather than just shrug and give it up I bought "High Fidelity", John Cusack never far from the back of my eyelids. That's how much of a pull his writing has on me.
Despite my vague recollections of the movie I can be pretty sure of it when I say that the movie stayed true to the book. I am positive that the book stayed true to life. And life is as angst ridden and ambiguous as its portrayal in the book. Pieces of reality fall out of this book over and over. I can't wait to read the next Nick Hornby I can get my hands on. The guy is that good.
Thursday, September 02, 2004
"Ass deep in bog water" coming soon
I'm concentrating right now on getting my work and school schedules to gel while trying to pin down when I'm suppose to graduate. I want to tell the tales of the marsh but lemme gather me thoughts a wee bit.
Book binging: Four Past Midnight
Four Past Midnight by Stephen King
Eh. It was something to read when I was too wired to go to sleep despite being exhausted from marsh madness. No stand out stories suprisingly just a decent read.
Eh. It was something to read when I was too wired to go to sleep despite being exhausted from marsh madness. No stand out stories suprisingly just a decent read.

