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Jon calls this "a work of genius"--and I had to pay him almost nothing for the blurb. More mystery and mayhem in the Ivy League, mixing my world with real history to create something entertaining.


I've combed my archives to create this collection of my magazine humor. From The Yale Record to The New Yorker, the best of the pre-Barry years is in here.


My first non-parodic novel is now available! It's school like it ought to be: loud, eventful, and full of swearing!


I'm probably going to Hell for this C.S. Lewis spoof.


The ultimate Harry Potter parody. Three novels, 25 foreign editions, over a million copies sold--it's too much to list here, but you can read excerpts and buy the books at Barrytrotter.com!

Friday, August 5, 2005

We have no chairs...

...so I can't type for long, but two things:
1) Santa Monica is GREAT.
2) There's a great exchange of comments here at Jon Schwarz's blog, Tiny Revolution (read down the thread). I didn't want to besmirch the thread's excellence by adding this factoid (you'll see why), but I seem to recall from my reading that the dictator Sulla was consumed by worms.

Also, striking while the ire is hot: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was very disappointing. Johnny Depp is a great actor, but his performance here is extremely offputting, as was Burton's attempt to locate the movie in something like our own reality.

Our artistic era suffers from a surfeit of timeliness; we have an historical self-regard bordering on prejudice. The only reason for the remake I could ascertain was that the old one didn't look current. And where the original movie (and book before it) delivered Dahlian black humor and whimsy, the remake gives us context-free pop culture references (Busby Berkeley, 2001). And don't get me started on the lame backstory for Wonka; explaining him is like explaining how a peach can grow to titanic size. "So, Aunt Spiker, are you ready to investigate this hostility of yours? Was James's mother your parents' favorite child?" Roald Dahl would've puked.

Comments on "We have no chairs..."

 

Blogger dewar macleod said ... (11:57 AM) : 

if you have seen the not-too-bad film version of james and the giant peach, you will notice that they make the parents eaten by a rhinoceros into a metaphor for james's fears that must be overcome -- rather than the randomness of everyday awfulness that it was in the book...

 

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