So, last night’s episode.
I actually kind of liked Owen as a character for the episode. I mean other times, he’s just funny because of this one comment or because he’s being a brilliant doctor or something else, but this time he wasn’t being a complete ass/arse for the ENTIRE episode. (Okay, so there’s the episode with Adam…)
But it seems that this only lasts for just over a episode (because right at the end of the last episode I kinda liked him too) and he’s back to his usual annoying self.
Writers? Why?!
Also, Tosh = ♥
I did have fun leading my dad and mum on though. They didn’t know about Owen dying (and then living and then dying again), so last week was a HUGE shock to them and this week even more so. My dad in particular had to be reminded we didn’t see Owen when Torchwood appeared in The Stolen Earth and Journey’s End. He may or may not be wondering when Owen’s going to die again.
Also, WTF? Doctor Who at the Proms? That’s like… crack squared.
(Doctor Who at the Proms looks COMPLETELY random if you’ve never heard of them. They’re a series of concerts during summer (although I think there are also Christmas/New Years ones too) at the Royal Albert Hall. They’re mostly orchestral, although they do sometimes have acting. They are also INCREDIBLY random. You’ll get clowns conducting the orchestra and people on stage running into the audience and in the last one of the season, EVERYONE sings ‘Hail Britannia’ and ‘Auld Lang Syne’. The audio by itself is cracky enough, I can only assume that actually attending is even more so.)
Anyway, my most recently completed book is 'The Case of the Imaginary Detective’ by Karen Joy Fowler, the same person who wrote the Jane Austen Book Club or whatever.
I got it out because it was recommended to people interested in how characters interact with people and how fans interact with characters.
It kind of does. A bit meta, which I expected from the rec, but a bit too surreal for my tastes. Found the first half a bit boring too. All of this I should’ve expected, as it’s adult general fiction.
At least it didn’t have a sex scene for no discernable reason. (It did have mentions of sex dreams however. But no explicit sex.)
In the end, the main character ends up being rather obsessed with the character which is rather random, because she should know better. (However, given the fact that people consider her to be a character in the books, it’s kind of understandable. Kind of.) I think it becomes better if you think about it too much and talk to someone else who’s read it, which I haven’t. And don’t think I really want to, because books are supposed to be enjoyed mostly by one’s self, with bits read aloud for the amusement of others. Perhaps, if reading to someone young, all of it would be read aloud, but that’s the only exception. Enjoyment of a book shouldn’t solely rest on discussion of it.
So, a general advisory to people who share similar reading tastes to me: not recommended.