Northanger Abbey was like a cross between reading Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing and watching the whimsical fantasies of Ofelia in Pan's LabyrinNorthanger Abbey was like a cross between reading Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing and watching the whimsical fantasies of Ofelia in Pan's Labyrinth and Briony in Atonement. Except it had all the frustration of all the misunderstandings imagined by Briony and all the silliness of Don John's evil plots. I wasn't actually sure how nobody'd tried to slap the lying, arrogant prick that was Mr. Thorpe.
I wasn't very fond of Catherine Morland, and usually I gain a partiality to the leading ladies of the Austen novels. She, however, has me a little put off. But I guess it's also owing to the fact that she's way too fond of Gothic novels (right, it's illogical bias, so sue me!), and her repeated mentions of it was like having to periodically hear about Justin Bieber's obnoxious partying habits.
The light at the end of the tunnel was Henry Tilney, who does have his own kind of charm about him. He's easygoing and the like, and I actually enjoyed the teasing (and sometimes irritated) tone he has when he speaks to Catherine. I'm not quite sure what he sees in her myself, but Austen did another fine job turning out another gentleman!...more
For all Leonard Peikoff's periodically pointing out that Ayn Rand's grasp of English was poor in the beginning of her writing years, it is still muchFor all Leonard Peikoff's periodically pointing out that Ayn Rand's grasp of English was poor in the beginning of her writing years, it is still much better than a lot of native English writing today. Sure, some of the phrasing was a little awkward, and I cringed a bit at her attempt at capturing the slang in "The Night King," but overall her style and sense of the dramatics hasn't disappeared.
I actually liked some of her earlier works, and a little sad that she didn't further develop her more humorous side to storytelling. I loved her works during the '20s ("The Husband I Bought," "Escort," "Good Copy," and "Her Second Career"), which, while they were clearly the beginnings of various philosophical ideas, had a more light-hearted style as opposed to her dramatic and passionate works in The Fountainhead and Atlas Shrugged. This is probably owing to the fact that her later years were littered with rejection letter after rejection letter. You can tell the bitterness in her stories during that time.
"Red Pawn" was probably a personal favorite for her stories in her later years; but again, this story was much closer to her actual writing than the early stuff. I barely touched the two plays, mostly because by that point I wanted to get straight to the Fountainhead excerpts (the bit about Vesta Dunning is the closest to a fanfic that Ayn Rand herself wrote about Howard Roark!), which were amazingly written, if a bit out of character for the orange-haired architect.
Now that I've read excerpts of Roark, I'm almost tempted to pick up The Fountainhead again. Almost. But a re-read of Ayn Rand would probably last me weeks.
Perhaps just a few skimmed passages then......more
Um, what the...what? Just, I'm not even sure what to say to this book. What?
I think the idea of a free Dr. Lecter should have ended way back when ClaUm, what the...what? Just, I'm not even sure what to say to this book. What?
I think the idea of a free Dr. Lecter should have ended way back when Clarice Starling was much younger and more naive. The story in Hannibal was mostly tedious, and half of it was practically pointless. Furthermore, there doesn't seem to be much of a resolution, even if it was a villainous one.
I am most displeased. Another reason why I should have just stopped at The Silence of the Lambs....more