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Another fun adventure with Harry Dresden. This time, its demons, the Shroud of Turin, vampire duals, and ex-girlfriends who aren't completely human anymore. You know, another day in the office. Fun for fans, and anyone who might be into that sort of thing in Butcher's usual style that throws all that stuff into a blender and spits out a good read that I can generally breeze through in a couple days. ]]>
After a lackluster previous entry with "Hosts", Wilson's Repairman Jack is back in his true form, actually able to deal with the freaky stuff going on around him as opposed to the aforementioned "Hosts" where he seems to be little better than a bystander.
Now, if only Jack would remember he really does have a Social Security number left over from when he was a baby. I know other readers have complained about Jack dropping out as a male adolescent power fantasy, and in certain ways it is, but Wilson seems to know that and is pushing Jack in ways that show how the rest of the world works and I dug that in this one. ]]>
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A delightfully fun first entry in the "Thursday Next" series, I was quite enchanted with the Monty-Python-meets-literature-by-way-of-sci-fi approach. Thursday is a literature detective in an alternate universe where dodos are housepets, Baconians act like Jehovah's Witnesses to convert people away from the idea Shakespeare wrote his own plays, and England is still waring with Tsarist Russia over the Crimean Peninsula. How can you not have fun where Jane Eyre needs to be returned to her own book, a villain proclaims proudly that "[K:]indness is for losers" and every possible pun imaginable is done with a guy named Jack Schitt, who really lives up to his name. Fun, light, airy, I will be returning to Thursday's world some day. ]]>
This was my first exposure to this author, who, if I used his name in that sentence, I would no doubt be accused of making a double entendre. There's a reason he's still thought of as a pioneer in the science fiction realm, and he demonstrated it well with this, an alternate history of a San Fransisco and thereabouts in a world where Japan and Germany won World War II. The book doesn't have a particularly monumental series of events going on, but the snapshot of such a world is done well, even with Mr. Dick's disjointed style of writing. Plus, the twist ending at the conclusion about the true nature of things is something of a mind-blower. ]]>
The kind of play that could give you a headache if the concept doesn't work out for you, Six Characters literally show up at some theater's rehearsal and go looking for an author. A good look into the metaphysics of reality and fiction, perhaps better only if seen performed rather than read. ]]>
A wonderfully absurdest play, where nothing happens twice. If anything, it would be better watched and performed than read. ]]>