january 2008
born standing up. a memoir from one of my favorite comics. white hair and all, i love steve martin. he details his beginnings in the business and the rise of his comedy in stand up on the road. he ventured into his early relationships, but slowly backs away from his high profile or recent ones by not mentioning them at all. as someone who is slightly in love with him and wishes he were 20 years younger and lived upstairs, i was amiss at the omission of his personal life. i'm sure he isn't. and yet he wrote a memoir. i wanted to hold his hand through his truthfulness of depression. i like a man who can admit "the funk" and still make me laugh. he can do no wrong in my eyes, although i have never watched Mixed Nuts. i enjoyed even the acknowledgement pages (yeah, pages- he's a wild and grateful guy).
by Steve Martin
pride and prejudice. clearly the original chicklit and while it is so highly acclaimed and loved by (it seems) everyone, i felt like i was reading something inbetween a harlequin romance and bridget jones (and yes i know the correlation). maybe i'm jaded because so many have copied her that her originality now seems fake and trite. i didn't love it. i didn't hate it. i give it an "eh." maybe it's a rereader. i felt like all the action happened in the end when she wrapped everything up and sometimes wished she had moved scenes and actions on much faster. then again, it could be that i've seen too many versions of the movie and therefore a drawn out portrayal of these characters could be nothing but a little boring. but, bravo to her for being so a great writer in her time. i love women who pioneer with a little whimsy in their hearts.
by Jane Austen
by Steve Martin
pride and prejudice. clearly the original chicklit and while it is so highly acclaimed and loved by (it seems) everyone, i felt like i was reading something inbetween a harlequin romance and bridget jones (and yes i know the correlation). maybe i'm jaded because so many have copied her that her originality now seems fake and trite. i didn't love it. i didn't hate it. i give it an "eh." maybe it's a rereader. i felt like all the action happened in the end when she wrapped everything up and sometimes wished she had moved scenes and actions on much faster. then again, it could be that i've seen too many versions of the movie and therefore a drawn out portrayal of these characters could be nothing but a little boring. but, bravo to her for being so a great writer in her time. i love women who pioneer with a little whimsy in their hearts.
by Jane Austen