December 11th, 2012


Threedimensional Hobbit

Phew.  Local cinema has gone from:
'no 2D version of The Hobbit available, except in ONE cinema in Birmingham' 
'OK, there will be two showings a day in 2D at the Plymouth cinema, but most of them will be 3D'
'Oh, all RIGHT.  There will be as many 2D showings as 3D showings!  Are you satisfied now???'    (or that's how I read the changes to the time table anyway.  There were many, many unhappy comments posted on their website about the lack of a 2D option).

They are showing it in High Frame Rate at that cinema too.  There have been so many terrible reviews for the HFR technology that I am almost tempted to try it, just to find out if I agree.  I think it would probably make me pretty nauseous though, so I will see it in 2D and then decide if I want to blow any more money on lurking through the film again,  listening to the sound track and occasionally daring to peep cautiously at the screen.
Elephant Boy

Wolf Hall

I have been reading Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel for what feels like months and months, and have finally come to the end.  I can't say it's not a bit of a relief.   The story was well told, and Thomas Cromwell at least came over as an engaging character, with his hidden doubts and alarming efficiency and unexpected kindnesses.  And it was a memorable book, there were many images that stuck in my head.     But two things stopped me really enjoying the reading.

1) Use of pronouns.  I know this is a really pedantic and annoying niggle, but I just could not get past the way the author wrote about her protagonist Cromwell.  She wrote as though it was a first-person narrative, everything seen through Cromwell's eyes and thoughts - but in the third person. 

But the problem with this is that if one writes 'Norfolk walked across the room.  I opened the door' then it is immediately clear to the mind's eye who is walking, and who is opening the door.    If you just do a global search and replace on 'I' and put in 'he' instead, rather than writing the sentence with names in the third person - then suddenly I, as the reader, am constantly slamming my head into scenes where I can't quite work out who is doing what.   It made for a very slow read, because I was constantly going back and re-re-reading so I could visualise what was going on.  Looking at other reviews, I see many people were also bothered by the inconsistent punctuation - this didn't bother me as much.  I can live with erratic punctuation for effect, but I just could not sail past the use of pronouns. 

2) And this is an entirely personal one: I just cannot bring myself to care that much about the Tudors - particularly fat spoiled Henry and his many wives.  I don't know why.   I was hoping this book would manage to kindle more of an interest, but no. I keep trying to read stuff set in the Tudor period and it never quite works for me.  My interest in British monarchy just seems to peter out with the Wars of the Roses.