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Nov. 2nd, 2008 08:12 pmOMG, there's a crappy Sam Raimi/Rob Tapert sword&sorcery show on my television right now. It's filmed in New Zealand and everything! I suddenly feel like I'm back in college with the Xena/Hercules block in the middle of the day on Saturday. Am ridiculously amused over the fact that John Shiban wrote the pilot and Craig Parker is apparently the bad guy.
Am not really watching it, have only been flipping to it every half hour or so for the lulz. And to remind myself about why I stopped reading crappy sword&sorcery books because OMG so bad.
Know what? I would love to write a book that took a lot of the cliche from books like that and stood it on its head. You know, a chosen one who's not so much chosen as targeted by a cult of fanatics. And who is, of course, a girl rather than a boy because the last thing the fantasy genre needs is another speshul boy of prophecy. And the people who show up to protect her (because you need someone around to spout exposition) aren't fighting for truth or justice but are just people doing a job, kind of like glorified federal agents or something. And since there'd have to be some sort of plot maybe there'd be some malarkey about choosing your own destiny and the Chosen Girl would decide to save the world by going into politics, or whatever.
Or something. ;-) It's just kind of sad that there are writers out there who read Tolkien and then decided to write novels that were supposedly like LotR but completely missed all of the qualities that made Tolkien's work meaningful and interesting. And then go on to publish books and make lots of money. But, hey, at least they're keeping all of those Australian/Kiwi actors in work.
Gah. Have to go to class tomorrow. Still don't feel so hot, but on plus side Mom sent over apple pie and meatloaf for dinner. mmmmm delicious apple pie. And am not in so much pain that I'm lying in bed wishing for death so, you know, all in all not so bad. =D
Thank you cheesy, awful television for bringing the lulz. And now I'm going to watch the end of Practical Magic. In a perfect world witchy!Stockard Channing and Dianne Wiest would be all of our aunts.
BTW, what do you give the Boy King who has everything on the anniversary of the day he was infected with demon blood and his mother and girlfriend burned alive on a ceiling? It's a conundrum.
Am not really watching it, have only been flipping to it every half hour or so for the lulz. And to remind myself about why I stopped reading crappy sword&sorcery books because OMG so bad.
Know what? I would love to write a book that took a lot of the cliche from books like that and stood it on its head. You know, a chosen one who's not so much chosen as targeted by a cult of fanatics. And who is, of course, a girl rather than a boy because the last thing the fantasy genre needs is another speshul boy of prophecy. And the people who show up to protect her (because you need someone around to spout exposition) aren't fighting for truth or justice but are just people doing a job, kind of like glorified federal agents or something. And since there'd have to be some sort of plot maybe there'd be some malarkey about choosing your own destiny and the Chosen Girl would decide to save the world by going into politics, or whatever.
Or something. ;-) It's just kind of sad that there are writers out there who read Tolkien and then decided to write novels that were supposedly like LotR but completely missed all of the qualities that made Tolkien's work meaningful and interesting. And then go on to publish books and make lots of money. But, hey, at least they're keeping all of those Australian/Kiwi actors in work.
Gah. Have to go to class tomorrow. Still don't feel so hot, but on plus side Mom sent over apple pie and meatloaf for dinner. mmmmm delicious apple pie. And am not in so much pain that I'm lying in bed wishing for death so, you know, all in all not so bad. =D
Thank you cheesy, awful television for bringing the lulz. And now I'm going to watch the end of Practical Magic. In a perfect world witchy!Stockard Channing and Dianne Wiest would be all of our aunts.
BTW, what do you give the Boy King who has everything on the anniversary of the day he was infected with demon blood and his mother and girlfriend burned alive on a ceiling? It's a conundrum.