after the chainsaw incident
no. i mean, yeah, of course, but...
i don't want to die.
Monday, September 30, 2013
Saturday, September 28, 2013
mmm. zombies.
so the book i finished the most recently is warm bodies by isaac marion.
holy crap, guys. holy crap. i had just read divergence and the next one that starts with an "i" that i really love but can't remember the name right now, and i was browsing reading lists online in the hopelessly desperate attempt to find another non-horrible book to read. then i come across warm bodies.
i'm thinking, that's the one they did the movie about... insert wrinkled nose. the movie posters had me with zero desire to watch it, and i was hesitant. but i thought, well, if they've made a movie from this little slice of literary strangeness, it can't be that bad. (please keep in mind through all of this that i love zombies)
so i go to amazon and don't really want to commit to buying it, and end up reading the first chapter that they offer online as a preview.
let me just share some of that deliciousness with you.
"I am dead, but it's not so bad. I've learned to live with it. I'm sorry I can't properly introduce myself, but I don't have a name anymore. Hardly any of us do. We lose them like car keys, forget them like anniversaries. Mine might have started with an 'R,' but that's all I have now. It's funny because back when I was alive, I was always forgetting other people's names. My friend 'M' says that the irony of being a zombie is that everything is funny, but you can't smile, because your lips have rotted off."
well. i'm thinking, alright, hey it's cute and funny and doesn't take itself too seriously. this could be fun.
jump ahead a hair and you get a glimpse of our hero's character...
okay, by now i'm kind of hooked. let me stop here and say this book is not for everyone. that's obvious. you can hate it, but please don't tell me about how much you hate it. i might slap you.
so then there's this:
one of my favorite things about the character R, is how intellectual he is. not in a snobbish way, but the guy's intelligent. after i finished the book and gave in to see the movie (which i loved), one of the things that frustrated me most about the changes, were the ones to R's personality. they made him more panicky. more of a teenaged bag of "unemployed" anxiety, which was sort of the opposite of what he was in reality. he is so expressive, so patient, and kind, and eager to express his humanity.
then there's their first meaningful interaction after he brings julie to the plane:
frank sinatra, guys. why did they replace frank sinatra and the beatles with 80s music? i feel like we lost SO MUCH of what made R himself, and that made me sad.
because i love this zombie character.
anyway. that's good for now, i can rampage on with more later. perhaps a new post in five minutes as i re-read the book.
in essence, though, i suppose my point is that this book is quirky, charming - oh so charming, cute, witty, sad, heartbreaking, tragic, macabre, cheesy, and doesn't take itself as seriously as other books do.
i love it.
holy crap, guys. holy crap. i had just read divergence and the next one that starts with an "i" that i really love but can't remember the name right now, and i was browsing reading lists online in the hopelessly desperate attempt to find another non-horrible book to read. then i come across warm bodies.
i'm thinking, that's the one they did the movie about... insert wrinkled nose. the movie posters had me with zero desire to watch it, and i was hesitant. but i thought, well, if they've made a movie from this little slice of literary strangeness, it can't be that bad. (please keep in mind through all of this that i love zombies)
so i go to amazon and don't really want to commit to buying it, and end up reading the first chapter that they offer online as a preview.
let me just share some of that deliciousness with you.
"I am dead, but it's not so bad. I've learned to live with it. I'm sorry I can't properly introduce myself, but I don't have a name anymore. Hardly any of us do. We lose them like car keys, forget them like anniversaries. Mine might have started with an 'R,' but that's all I have now. It's funny because back when I was alive, I was always forgetting other people's names. My friend 'M' says that the irony of being a zombie is that everything is funny, but you can't smile, because your lips have rotted off."
well. i'm thinking, alright, hey it's cute and funny and doesn't take itself too seriously. this could be fun.
jump ahead a hair and you get a glimpse of our hero's character...
okay, by now i'm kind of hooked. let me stop here and say this book is not for everyone. that's obvious. you can hate it, but please don't tell me about how much you hate it. i might slap you.
so then there's this:
one of my favorite things about the character R, is how intellectual he is. not in a snobbish way, but the guy's intelligent. after i finished the book and gave in to see the movie (which i loved), one of the things that frustrated me most about the changes, were the ones to R's personality. they made him more panicky. more of a teenaged bag of "unemployed" anxiety, which was sort of the opposite of what he was in reality. he is so expressive, so patient, and kind, and eager to express his humanity.
then there's their first meaningful interaction after he brings julie to the plane:
frank sinatra, guys. why did they replace frank sinatra and the beatles with 80s music? i feel like we lost SO MUCH of what made R himself, and that made me sad.
because i love this zombie character.
anyway. that's good for now, i can rampage on with more later. perhaps a new post in five minutes as i re-read the book.
in essence, though, i suppose my point is that this book is quirky, charming - oh so charming, cute, witty, sad, heartbreaking, tragic, macabre, cheesy, and doesn't take itself as seriously as other books do.
i love it.
mission statement!
okay, so i realize first off that absolutely no one on earth will ever read this but me, but that being said, i HAVE to have a place where i can squirm and geek out over quotes that i really love from books.
and this is it.
see, the problem is i love to read. well, that's one of the problems. no one reads as much as i do (you know, in my immediate life), and i find myself, with agonizing frequency, absolutely bursting with intellectual geekiness over a certain phrase or the amazing character development that takes place in a specific paragraph or what have you... and here is my point; i have no one to talk with all of this about.
so.
hello, blog-thing where i, the magnificent amy, will shock and amaze you in absolutely no way whatsoever with quotes from books i love. or quotes i love from books i "meh".
enjoy talking to yourself, amy.
oh, i will, amy. thank you.
and this is it.
see, the problem is i love to read. well, that's one of the problems. no one reads as much as i do (you know, in my immediate life), and i find myself, with agonizing frequency, absolutely bursting with intellectual geekiness over a certain phrase or the amazing character development that takes place in a specific paragraph or what have you... and here is my point; i have no one to talk with all of this about.
so.
hello, blog-thing where i, the magnificent amy, will shock and amaze you in absolutely no way whatsoever with quotes from books i love. or quotes i love from books i "meh".
enjoy talking to yourself, amy.
oh, i will, amy. thank you.
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