Tuesday, 15 June 2021
“In a close-up, choose just one eye of the actor you’re playing opposite, don’t skip between the eyes or you will just look shifty;”
Michael Caine is not just a fantastic actor, but an amazing raconteur. This autobiography is one of many that he has penned and begins at the beginning and goes through to prior to the commencement of filming of The Dark Knight Rises.
Are you keen for some name dropping and tantalising behind the scenes stories? Then this my friend is for you! It was recommended to me by my brother who thoroughly enjoyed the audiobook version with Caine’s voice narrating. Frank Sinatra, Sean Connery, Sydney Poitier, the pages are a literal who’s who of Hollywood and the entertainment industry in an entertaining and enlightening memoir. There is the sense that you’d like to corner Caine and get just a little bit more out of each story, the details that legal probably wouldn’t clear. Nonetheless, this is a delight.
5 out of 5, I just love Michael Caine.
"Susan was a princess and I was the equivalent of a swineherd."
I read this what seems an age ago and am ridiculously behind in consolidating my thoughts about novels read to date. My chief takeaway from this book, that I selected due to its inclusion in the David Bowie list, was something along the lines of 'really well written' but ' this protagonist is a dickhead'.
Joe is everything I hate. He reminds me of my womanising Uncle (who might just share the same name). Not particularly bright, ruled by his pants and over-inflated sense of self, gets away with appalling behaviour.
The blurb describes it as the tale of the "original angry young man", clearly I am over that kind of voice. Joe Lampton is the kind of guy that makes you wonder why you aren't a lesbian, he is two-faced, untrustworthy and unlikeable. The strength of the writing is in the fact that these aspects are felt so keenly.
4 out of 5 - young, dumb and full of....
"No one was at home to answer the knock at the door when it came."
"It was fairly exhausting to be a constant smokescreen for his blatant idiocy, but she persisted. It was an exercise in damage limitation in which she failed to realize that she herself was the most damaged. The relationship was broken, but they were both clinging to the wreckage."
This is one of those occasions that warrants buying up a few extra boxes of tissues because you are going to need them. The subject matter somewhat surprised me.Not having had children, I was shocked at how visceral a reaction I had to the stillbirth and the almost instinctive understanding of Hope's actions.
French is unrelenting in her depiction of the toxic relationship between Anna and her husband, to the extent that it should come with a trigger warning — or perhaps that's just me.
Ultimately, this story is a journey that celebrates the love and beauty that can come of despair and it is at its best when exploring relationships between women, and more specifically mothers.
5/5— nature or nurture, or both.
"Soon, I’m sitting on my butt-tube. Not the most comfortable sensation, but when is a tube up your butt ever comfortable?"
Hopefully without giving away too many spoilers, the sense of desperate alienation Ryland Grace experiences out in space is so spectacularly mirrored by the lifeform he encounters that the reader experiences a complete emotional rollercoaster. At the same time, the reader can’t help but feel a sense of relief and connection with both characters. Weir delivers a reassuring universe with connection at its centre.
5 out of 5 - Science can be beautiful.