I read an advanced edition of this book, and I hope they changed...everything.
I know everyone loves this book, and I was all geared up to like it as w...more I read an advanced edition of this book, and I hope they changed...everything.
I know everyone loves this book, and I was all geared up to like it as well. I did, too. Right up until about page 150, when the book stops being about the importance of superheroes, and starts turning into a schizophrenic tirade by a horrendously insane person.
Grant Morrison is fucking crazy.
Throughout the second half of this book, he talks about his spiritual beliefs, which are numerous and convoluted. He then describes a complete psychotic episode involving hyper-intelligent aliens showing him a sphincter-covered universe (ours) in which some kind of intergalactic god-creature will one day be hatched. Mix that with his belief that he will someday write himself into a comic book and interact with his characters, and you have a recipe for the most rambling, pointless middle section in all of non-fiction. The best part of all of this, however, is the author's argument that these things must really have happened, because he made money off of them. He actually says that it wasn't a phsyotic episode because it was too lucrative.
Still, the beginning was intelligent and well-formed. I learned a lot, I guess, about comics. Or maybe I didn't, because I already learned most of it from David Hajdu's far superior book: "The Ten-Cent Plague". (less)
The first two stories were pretty good, though the author doesn't seem to have taken the job too seriously. The best example of a transition we get is...moreThe first two stories were pretty good, though the author doesn't seem to have taken the job too seriously. The best example of a transition we get is, "And then..."
Like this: Nancy walked down the stairs. They felt like they had been made of quicksand. And then she saw the man with the finger knives.
That is actually in the book. The third book is a little bit better if you don't mind a heavy dose of cheesy one-liners and poorly executed action sequences. Also, as has been pointed out, the third story in the book was based on a script treatment, and not the actual movie, and it is REALLY different. In the end, this really hurt the book. See, the first two stories earned the book stars just because they are the first two Freddy movies. Poor writing can be ignored and crappy dialogue can't be blamed on the author, as it was the actual dialogue in the movies. This is not the case with the third story. All we have to go on is the writer's imagination, and that seems to be confused and limited for the most part, and only really inspired when describing gore--which it almost never does, by the way. All of the gore scenes are quickly pushed aside to explain what other characters on the sidelines might be doing or--worse--thinking.
Also, at one point, a character who dies in the previous chapter is answering questions in the next one. Questions about his own death nonetheless. Yet, when the chapter concludes and the next one begins, this character is once again dead and not mentioned again.
Firstly, I shall discuss the plot: A young Englishman in America--whom is not respected by his compatriots due to the unfortunate fact that he works a...moreFirstly, I shall discuss the plot: A young Englishman in America--whom is not respected by his compatriots due to the unfortunate fact that he works at, and enjoys working at, a Hollywood Pet Cemetery. He falls in love with a young woman whom happens to work for the lush and expansive Human cemetery as a cosmetician. She also happens to be in a semi-committed relationship with the Human Cemetery's Head Embalmer, Mr. Joyboy. The book is filled with English wit, rapid fire dialogue, satire (Waugh was critical, as were many English People at the time, of what Jessica Milford famously referred to as "The American Way Of Death"), insight, and even a touch of sadness.
I read this book, initially, because it was referenced several times in the aforementioned Jessica Milford book, "The American Way of Death". If you read my review of THAT book, you will see that I wrote simply, "the greatest book I have ever read. Period." I found it absolutely fascinating, and when I learned that one of the largest and (in my opinion) most over-the-top ridiculous cemeteries in the world was lampooned in mister Waugh's short novel, well I had to check it out.
I am certainly glad I did, as it was one of the more rewarding reading experiences I have enjoyed in recent years.
I can't understand why so many people hated this book. It is simple, frightening, and fun to read. Sure, it isn't King's best but so what? That doesn'...moreI can't understand why so many people hated this book. It is simple, frightening, and fun to read. Sure, it isn't King's best but so what? That doesn't mean it sucks just because it isn't as good as his other stuff. And for a king book, this one was nice in that it was DIFFERENT from other King books. The supernatural element was lacking, but the horror was not. There were several moments in the book I found to be truly terrifying. Anyway, I thought it was fun and nasty, and I liked it.(less)