reminds me of a book, for some reason: Aberystwyth Mon Amour. Tis very good, but the sequel (Last Tango in Aberystwyth) is shite. Can't remember who wrote 'em.
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Thu 15 Jul 2004, 9:53,
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shame about the second one, really. can only assume he had a two-book contract with the publisher and had to rush out a sub-standard book just to fulfil it.
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Thu 15 Jul 2004, 9:57,
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it was that bad.
my memory of it is tainted by being stuck on a train outside brighton whilst idiots wandered the line.
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Thu 15 Jul 2004, 9:58,
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my memory of it is tainted by being stuck on a train outside brighton whilst idiots wandered the line.
on old film cliches. moreover the editing was pretty poor. at one point he looks for a gun only to find it missing because his assistant's taken it, and then a few pages later he suddenly has it, then it's back with his assistant again. the narrative felt like it was drifting, too. not as tight as the first book.
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