Cold Sassy Tree by Olive Ann Burns

Cold Sassy Tree by Olive Ann Burns: Will Tweedy was 14 years old and living in Cold Sassy, Georgia, in the summer of 1906 when his grandpa came home one day to announce he was marrying a woman half his age, not three weeks after the death of his first wife, Will’s grandmother. The town, of course, is scandalized, and continues to be so as the story wears on. This is more of a “slice of life” depiction than much of a story – the author starts with a setting (the town of Cold Sassy) and a premise (Grandpa’s new bride), and meanders through clever little anecdotes and asides for a while until the author decides it’s time to end the story and starts killing off characters. This is not a bad story, just a fairly standard one. I don’t have very strong feelings about it either way. The constant backcountry dialect got kind of old, but I feel that way about all books narrated in dialect so that’s not exactly serious criticism. On the other hand, I could hear all the characters in my head with no problem. In the end, if you like this era of historical fiction, you’ll enjoy the feeling of living in Cold Sassy; if you prefer more plot-driven stories where everything happens for a reason, you might want to skip this one.

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amusements

For those of you who enjoyed James Lileks’s Gallery of Regrettable Food, there are similar delights to be found at Candyboots and The Company Cookbook. I always get a kick out of snarky commentary on photographs of unappetizing food. (And if you haven’t already, be sure to check out the rest of Lileks’s site – it’s got some really great stuff.)

A History of Violence

A History of Violence: Viggo Mortensen (of Lord of the Rings fame) plays Tom Stall, a family man and owner of a small diner in rural Indiana. He is visited by mobsters from Philidelphia who claim he is actually Joey Cusack, a powerful and ruthless killer with whom they have a beef. The story itself is a fascinating study of identity and instinct, trust and truth. Viggo does a fantastic job with only the most subtle of voice inflections and facial expressions. It’s all very real. However, I think I might have preferred this story in novel form. The violence was extremely gory and the sex extremely graphic. I can appreciate the horror of a murder without a close-up shot of a man whose face just got blown off. Likewise, I can understand that Viggo has a happy marriage without watching him and his wife do a 69. I’m not usually that much of a prude; my main complaint is that they didn’t seem to do anything for the story. Anyway, overall I liked it – the acting and story were very good. There were a lot of uncomfortable silences, but that was quite appropriate, given the subject matter. If explicit sex and violence don’t bug you, go see it.

Note to anyone who’s seen the movie: when the first two dudes show up at the diner at the beginning, I swear they call Viggo “Billy.” This is not addressed anywhere else in the film. Did I mishear them?

The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold

The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold: Susie Salmon was murdered at age 14 in the early 1970s. Susie herself narrates this story as she looks down from heaven, starting with her death and following her family over the next decade. My feelings about this book are fairly tepid. It’s well-written but a little heavy on the grief and family drama. While this is understandable given the circumstances, I felt like I was reading a cross between “Cold Case Files” and “The Wonder Years,” with a dash of “Seventh Heaven” thrown in. I also felt like the author couldn’t decide between supernatural fantasy and gritty realism, never quite reaching a happy medium either. A decent read, but don’t go into it expecting a murder mystery. It’s a touching family drama through and through.

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The Demon-Haunted World by Carl Sagan

The Demon-Haunted World by Carl Sagan: Have you ever read something that filled you with such furvor that you wanted to write your own thoughts along those same lines, but whenever you tried you found you did nothing but repeat the original article?

That’s been me all over the place with The Demon-Haunted World. I want to ramble about the wonder of science, the importance of skepticism, the fact that school all but completely robbed me of any desire to learn, the dangers of pseudoscience, the intrinsic value of basic research even if it doesn’t lead to a specific application right away…but Sagan says it all, and he says it better than I ever could. This is one of those amazing books that made me think long and hard about a lot of things. It made me want to know more about the universe, to revisit old assumptions and condescensions, to step back a moment and drink it all in.

Sagan speaks as one with a giddy love for the scientific process, one whose healthy skepticism does not make him stodgy or closed to new ideas. Much of the first half of the book is spent more or less on aliens – not only explanations for much of what is attributed to extraterrestrial activity, but why people assume aliens at all. He does grump a little about the dumbing-down of American entertainment and its lack of accurate science, but coming from someone who prizes knowledge so highly, I can understand his disappointment at the popularity of shows like “Beavis & Butthead” and “Dumb & Dumber.” Likewise his unhappiness with dwindling popular and government support of science research and education.

This book is absolutely astounding. It’s one of the few that I recommend to anyone, even (and perhaps especially) if it challenges some of your closely held viewpoints. It did mine.

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Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom by Cory Doctorow

Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom by Cory Doctorow: The premise was what caught my eye. Julius lives in Walt Disney World in the not-so-distant future, in a world ruled by the Bitchun Society. That society has managed to eradicate both death and money: if you die you simply restore yourself using a quick-grown clone made with a backup of your brain, and all wealth is based on reputation – the higher people’s opinions of you, the more you can “buy.” The world is not run by governments, but rather small committee-like groups called adhocracies. This particular story revolves around the ad-hocs that run the Hall of Presidents and Haunted Mansion in the Magic Kingdom.

I spent a little too much of this book feeling exasperated – Julius is hot-headed and does some pretty stupid stuff for no particular reason – but things work out in the end, and it’s short enough (just over 200 pages) that it’s worth the minor amount of effort required to stick it out. It’s a clever little what-if story and I enjoyed the sly pop-culture jokes (like the name of the Bitchun Society, for one). If you’re looking for something that deals with the headier questions of immortality, economics, and social interaction, this book would probably be a bit too shallow for you. However, if you’re interested in a quick bit of light Sci Fi, check this one out.

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And She Was by Cindy Dyson

And She Was by Cindy Dyson: Brandy is a young woman who drifts through life, moving from man to man, following each wherever he takes her. At the start of this book she has just followed the latest all the way to Dutch, a tiny town on the Aleutian Island of Unalaska. Intertwined with her story is that of several generations of Aleutian women, each sacrificing so that her people may live. The first half of the book is kind of slow, paddling around in shallow waters to thoroughly set the scene. After that it picks up, both the story and its characters gaining depth as Brandy begins her slow transformation at the edge of the world.

This is an atmospheric book, in that it involves highly detailed characters with highly detailed backstories living in a highly detailed world, but not a whole lot actually happens. It is not the kind of book that keeps you up at night, dying to read just one more chapter. This is not necessarily a bad thing – this is a good book to curl up with on a quiet afternoon and just let yourself travel to the Aleutians of twenty years ago.

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Dragonlance Chronicles by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman

Dragonlance Chronicles by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman: Three books (Dragons of Autumn Twilight, Dragons of Winter Night, and Dragons of Spring Dawning) that comprise a single story, so I’m reviewing them all together. I’m not usually interested in multiple-author series fantasy, but this trilogy is one of my fiance’s all-time favorites and he wanted to share them with me. These books were inspired largely by a role playing campaign using the Advanced Dungeons and Dragons system. I wish I hadn’t known that beforehand, because too often I caught myself imagining not elves fighting dragons, but people rolling dice. It didn’t help that the map was obviously drawn on hex paper. Luckily, this feeling subsided almost completely after the first book.

This was a nice bit of “bubblegum fantasy” (not my term, and not meant to be derogatory either). Full of stereotypes – the half-breed with torn loyalties, the duty-obsessed knight, the healing priestess, the grouchy old dwarf with a heart of gold, the fearless thief who provides comic relief, the mysterious mage, the huge brute of a man who’s always hungry – but they are comforting and familiar, not shallow and cliche. Likewise with the plot: a group of unlikely heroes go on a quest to save the world. In this case, they are looking for a way to defeat the evil dragons and their minions through the discovery and/or recreation of the legendary dragonlance. Cheesy? Perhaps, but the characters are well-written and the action is almost nonstop. If you like your fantasy traditional and epic, this trilogy’s for you. As for me, no matter what other genres I read and adore, there will always be a part of me that yearns to go a-questing. These books fill that need.

cuteness overload

Courtesy of Jeff…

It’s cuteness overload!!!

bad art

What bothers me about the Museum of Bad Art is that a lot of the pieces are more pleasing to the eye (and appear to have had more time put into them) than much of the stuff in the Hirshhorn.

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