I might prefer Wodehouse’s short stories. I like getting just a taste of him now and then. Hmm… then why can’t I resist buying up the entire stock of a used book store’s Wodehouse? I wonder if the pages are laced with crack.

Funny, Napoli doesn’t usually make me feel like she’s trying to breathe life into a history lesson, but that’s what this felt like. Maybe it’s the complication inherent in Greek mythology – the unending lists of names and places and chains of events. The book is compelling nonetheless. I admire how Napoli creates humor without bringing an anachronistic Disney-esque cultural familiarity to her work.

I’m hoping for a Melissa Banks-esque surprise in this one. (H-Bomb suggested this one.)

Otherwise a bit strange and arhythmic.

Strangely and appeallingly un-Hollywoody in parts, and I was distracted by Topher’s walleye, but enjoyed nonetheless.

And this is the result: a Romeo and Juliet style romance that doesn’t end in tears, exactly. Yes, there is singing. Yes, there is dancing. Yes, it’s strange and takes itself a little too seriously. Still, I was entertained.

It’s not that ol’ Sean really IS old Sean in this film; I think it’s more that the Bond movies were on the cusp of a big style change – not quite estranged from the Cold War or engaged with the technology war enough to make real sense.

Loved the nonfiction bits, could take or leave the poetry. I was disappointed with Ms. Nelson and her completely hideous use of Italian stage dialect, or whatever it was supposed to be. The book itself is a thing of beauty – design-wise, illustrations, etc.

I found a leetle too much in common with Monica, and was surprised at how easy her redemption seemed to come to her, but overall I felt this was a good read with believable, well-developed characters. Tashjian is an expert when it comes to creating awful, gut-clenching, but super-realistic situations for her teens.

How did I know half the songs on this album and not know this woman’s name? She seems to sit somewhere in the web occupied by Joni Mitchell, Blood Sweat & Tears, maybe Motown, definitely blues… Strange and alluring.