Here are the last lines of eleven of my favourite books. (Mostly the final sentence, unless I felt that really, really would be too difficult, in which case you get a couple of extra sentences for free.)
Showing posts with label spoilers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spoilers. Show all posts
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Some sense of endings
Warning, spoilers ahead:
Here are the last lines of eleven of my favourite books. (Mostly the final sentence, unless I felt that really, really would be too difficult, in which case you get a couple of extra sentences for free.)
Here are the last lines of eleven of my favourite books. (Mostly the final sentence, unless I felt that really, really would be too difficult, in which case you get a couple of extra sentences for free.)
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Spoiling for something
Last night, we went to see Bodyguards & Assassins. I thought it would be great – after all, it had bodyguards! And Assassins!
Unfortunately, although it had bodyguards! And Assassins! It didn't really have much of a plot. Or characterisation. Or well filmed action. It tried to make up for this with mawkish, sentimental manipulation of the audience, which was jolly decent of them, but still, that's not really what you want from a night out. That's not to say that I don't enjoy being manipulated, but you can't get that in a cinema in Hong Kong, even if you try and hide it under a blanket. The ushers will know.
Unfortunately, although it had bodyguards! And Assassins! It didn't really have much of a plot. Or characterisation. Or well filmed action. It tried to make up for this with mawkish, sentimental manipulation of the audience, which was jolly decent of them, but still, that's not really what you want from a night out. That's not to say that I don't enjoy being manipulated, but you can't get that in a cinema in Hong Kong, even if you try and hide it under a blanket. The ushers will know.