Certain parts of this book were boring as hell; I found myself skipping a lot of the parts where Klosterman blathers on about music, for example. On the other hand, there were some bits that were quite literally laugh-out-loud funny.

Seriously … so, so bad. Not that I harbored any shred of belief that this movie would be good but DAMN. As bad as you think it might be? It’s even worse than that. The “acting” is embarrassingly awful. Channing Tatum should really stick to Fighting or Dancing or whatever the hell it is he might be good at, and now I know why we don’t see Sienna Miller more often: she sucks. Dennis Quaid has apparently just given up; he’s literally painful to watch, as are Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje and Christopher Eccleston. Those three can act, but you wouldn’t know it from watching this piece of crap.

Good if you want a laugh, but if you were a fan of the 80s cartoon you might want to stick with that. Hell, re-enact your favorite scenes with action figures and it would still be better than this movie.

I really wanted to like this book. The premise is interesting, but the writer’s trying too hard. I had to give up.

I put off seeing this movie as it did not sound like my cup of tea at all. Corporate intrigue? George Clooney growing a conscience? Yawn. No thanks.

I stumbled upon it on cable as it was coming on and the husband wanted me to watch for a bit, just to see Tom Wilkinson’s performance (which is great). I was very surprised that this movie was not at all boring, which is what I’d gathered from the trailers. The film is interesting, layered, well-written and -acted (Tilda Swinton won an Oscar) and not at all convoluted, which is what I’ve come to expect from most movies of this kind. I highly recommend Michael Clayton.

Horrible. Unless you like rooting for every damn person onscreen to DIE, already.

I fully intended to put this book down. I didn’t care for the protagonist’s rambling, often haphazard style of narration. The plot sucked me in; I kept reading another page, and another, and just one more until I realized: okay, I guess I’m reading this book, then.

I’m so glad I did. For me, the mark of a truly great story is that it leaves you feeling sorry it ended so soon. I really wish McKinley had written some sort of sequel or even an epilogue to this story.

I would say I loved this book, but for the fact that the ending is gravely disappointing. The rest of the book is fascinating and creepy, but the ending makes me wish I’d never picked the book up.

This book gave me nightmares. Okay, so it was only one nightmare, and I wouldn’t say it’s a scary book per se but it definitely stays with you. Well-written and truly chilling in its simplicity.

I also somehow missed the fact that the writer is a woman (until I finished the book), which just makes me appreciate the book even more; it’s written from the point of view of a rather warped, misogynistic man.

This book isn’t terribly deep, and the ending was pat and utterly predictable … but I still liked it. It’s a funny, refreshing take on a very familiar motif. I’d recommend this as a good “beach read,” as it’s lightweight (both literally and figuratively) and fast-paced.

I can’t gush enough about this movie. I was looking forward to seeing it (I liked the look of it and I’m a fan of Neil Gaiman’s work) but I had no idea I’d love it so much. While watching it I had to fight to stay awake — not because it was in any way boring, but because it felt rather like I was being read a reeeeally good bedtime story. This film manages to be both slick and heartfelt. It’s dark and tense and horrifying in places, but completely appropriate for children of all ages.