Obviously I have nothing better to do... and doesn't the chick in my icon look like drucilla?
Along the same vein as my review of Smack I am again reviewing a young adult book. Well, independent reader.
I love me some Holly Black. I can honestly say this woman has written nothing I have a problem with. And she's perfect as the poet laureate of the Hot Topic generation. Her books Tithe, Valiant and Ironsides are all books that I will be reviewing, once I've reread them, of course. I discovered The Spiderwick Chronicles in a movie trailor. I mean, I knew they were books that people liked. I even knew that they came from the big, gaping maw of fantasy fiction that Harry Potter opened up. But, like A Series of Unfortunate Events and Artemis Fowl I was content to not mess with it.
I'm still a bit pissy that Eragon and The Golden Compass got made into movies, truth be told. If for no other reason than the former, while imaginative, was written by a fifteen year old and it shows. And the latter, I've heard, was quite good as a book--but the movie left a lot to be desired. Either the subject matter is sub-par or the execution of the subject matter is. Not that I'm saying either book is bad. I'm sure they're quite good. But the excerpts of Eragon that I've read have led me to believe that the kid who wrote it, should have held off on publication until he had college and some life experience under his belt so he could go back and re-edit after his balls dropped. I imagine it would have made the story ring truer. As to The Golden Compass I heard it was based so heavily on the Narnia Chronicles, I just reread them.
I digress. My point is thus: In a time when children's fantasy is experiencing a huge boom, and the fantasy genre itself has gone incredibly mainstream, one has to be careful what one reads. Because otherwise you might end up with the Harry Potter equivalent of fucking Norbit.
A movie/book that is based on original jokes and ideas, but has been so watered down over the course of it's previous incarnations (Big Mama's House I & II, The Nutty Professor I&II, the Medea Series, et al) that it doesn't even manage to become a decent caricature of itself. It's just a 90 minute fat-lady, fart joke.
I love me some Holly Black. I can honestly say this woman has written nothing I have a problem with. And she's perfect as the poet laureate of the Hot Topic generation. Her books Tithe, Valiant and Ironsides are all books that I will be reviewing, once I've reread them, of course. I discovered The Spiderwick Chronicles in a movie trailor. I mean, I knew they were books that people liked. I even knew that they came from the big, gaping maw of fantasy fiction that Harry Potter opened up. But, like A Series of Unfortunate Events and Artemis Fowl I was content to not mess with it.
I'm still a bit pissy that Eragon and The Golden Compass got made into movies, truth be told. If for no other reason than the former, while imaginative, was written by a fifteen year old and it shows. And the latter, I've heard, was quite good as a book--but the movie left a lot to be desired. Either the subject matter is sub-par or the execution of the subject matter is. Not that I'm saying either book is bad. I'm sure they're quite good. But the excerpts of Eragon that I've read have led me to believe that the kid who wrote it, should have held off on publication until he had college and some life experience under his belt so he could go back and re-edit after his balls dropped. I imagine it would have made the story ring truer. As to The Golden Compass I heard it was based so heavily on the Narnia Chronicles, I just reread them.
I digress. My point is thus: In a time when children's fantasy is experiencing a huge boom, and the fantasy genre itself has gone incredibly mainstream, one has to be careful what one reads. Because otherwise you might end up with the Harry Potter equivalent of fucking Norbit.
A movie/book that is based on original jokes and ideas, but has been so watered down over the course of it's previous incarnations (Big Mama's House I & II, The Nutty Professor I&II, the Medea Series, et al) that it doesn't even manage to become a decent caricature of itself. It's just a 90 minute fat-lady, fart joke.

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