30.7.07
Thirty
But the other people's perception?
29.7.07
What's Missing?
28.7.07
More Harry Potter
It was a disappointment. An inevitable one, I suppose. The books are getting more complex. They were able to cut the unnecessary parts out of the third one, and concentrate on the most important aspect in the fourth, but with The Order of the Phoenix, they couldn't do the latter, and the former didn't really work. So the whole flic felt rushed and shallow, as they could develop neither the Umbridge's obnoxiousness, nor Harry's alienation from everyone, nor Fudge's paranoia, nor anything else. And the final battle at the Ministry sucked.
The film did, however, remind me that the last book is out, and that I really want to see how the saga ends.
26.7.07
It's Good to Read
24.7.07
What's a Title?
I need a break, but I can't take one yet... Surviving this, and the next week is the most important thing now.
20.7.07
Heat Wave
Also in the news... I'm going to London for a weekend in August. Another Eve meet, but not just CVA this time. It was an impulsive decision, and one that's not going to do any good to my finances. But that's not the main reason I'm regretting it now... I just don't want to go. I want to hide, and not have any contact with anybody. I keep telling myself that it's a good thing to go places and see people, but I don't seem to be convincing myself.
16.7.07
Monday Brought...
15.7.07
Yet Another...
14.7.07
The Means
13.7.07
To Amaze and Amuse
The most incredible thing here is, however, how close I came to falling for it. It's (not just sometimes) really good to be a snoopy bastard by nature. It's also good to be reminded that no matter how riled one may get, one should always, always think (and research) before speaking (or, in this case, venting one's ire). Because, on the second look, Will Hurst doesn't seem to be an ignorant children, but a learned troll.
12.7.07
Yawn...
And I thought it can't get more ridiculous.
10.7.07
The Critic Inside
As I've already noted, the Eragon flic is a disgusting Star Wars rip-off. The book, fortunately, is not, and for that reason, whoever wrote the film should be shot. Now, I'm not saying the book isn't bad. It is, Not because Paolini stole ideas from everywhere and everything, but because it is clumsily written. Almost like a teenager wrote it... But unlike R. A. Salvatore and Terry Brooks, Paolini has the excuse of actually having been a teenager when he wrote it, and there may still be hope for him, as the second book is somewhat better in that respect. Not much, mind, but still...
Next came the Oracle's Queen, the third and final part in Lynn Flewelling's Tamir series. To say that it was a refreshment after Eragon and Eldest would be an understatement, as Flewelling's style is light years ahead. The book, however, is the weakest of the three, but some of that can be attributed to the fact that the ending is, well, prophesied. But it was good to see it nonetheless.
And lastly, the fourth part of George R. R. Martin's Song of Ice and Fire monster epic series... When I read the first three books, I was truly and honestly amazed by something I've never before seen in high fantasy literature - the casual killing of what one thought of as main characters. And not just one or two of them. Just that would've made them worth reading, but the books' qualities didn't end there. Plots, subplots, twists, all wrapped in superb writing style, would've made them great even without characters dying left and right. But, as it so often is, the strengths hid a seed of weakness... All the character killing is bound to leave one without characters sooner or later, and even though Martin still has plenty left, he seems seems to have decided to dedicate the entire fourth book to the less interesting ones. The character's interestingness also seems to be inversely proportional to the attention the character received... I mean, who the hell is Brienne? It has been a long time since I read the first three books, but I have absolutely no recollection of her, and no idea why she gets a third (I had to check, it's not a half, even though it feels like that) of the book to herself when she a) does nothing and b) accomplishes nothing before getting herself killed. At least, that's what I assume the blackout she suffers while being hanged means, but I suppose I'll have to wait for the sixth book (there aren't supposed to be any of the fourth book's characters in the fifth) to be sure. And there better be a sixth book, and maybe a seventh, because the tangled web Martin's woven is far, far from being unraveled.
Now, I only have to hope that Robert Jordan doesn't die (I know, it's a horrible thing to say) before he finishes the last Wheel of Time book... And that it really will be the last one.
8.7.07
Clic...
5.7.07
Holiday...
The fact that I'm not at all fond of run-through, live-in-a-bus tours isn't helping, either.
4.7.07
A Resolution?
How does one go about getting one's coherent thinking ability back? By doing it, and doing it, and doing it again, just like everything else.
So am I going to do and do and do it? I'd like to think that I shall. But I'm not holding my breath.
3.7.07
Friends!
The first one was from some NGO hunger-fighter world-peace racial-tolerance whatnot wanna-bes. Why they thought I would even want to be associated with the likes of them, even in such a lame way as being on their Myspace friends list, is beyond me. Judging by the 99 pages of 'friends' they do have (including Tom), they've been diligently going through the search results and adding all the people from the ex-Yugoslav countries they could find. They reminded me of the purpose of my Myspace account, though, and I feasted on stupidity, but in the end, the deny button was used. Decisively and without hesitation.
The second case wasn't that clear-cut. The request came from a band. I'd like to know how they found me... I removed my Last.fm chart a while ago, and they have only 12 pages of friends, so it doesn't seem like they've been adding everybody. It turned out their music is something I might not be disinclined to listen to (closer to don't like than like, isn't it), so I used the accept button. The down side is that I'll now have to put up with the bulletin concert announcements, but I can't begrudge them that - they are a band, it's what they do. And there's always the delete button if it becomes too bothersome...
2.7.07
iPhone
For chopped carrot's sake. It's a phone. It's not even a particularly useful phone.
1.7.07
Weekend
It was bad. But what's new in that?
It was wasted. But nothing surprising there, either.
What I don't know is how to make them better...
At least, I think Igor had more fun.




