Maybe it was the vodka, or perhaps it was the lack of sleep, but today my journey seemed decidedly different.
It’s the perfect story, so they say.
It’s tough taking over the world, but it’s especially tough taking over the world whilst your arch nemesis shares a love interest with you, as Dr. Horrible finds out in Joss Whedon’s short musical “Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog” a star filled story filmed during the 2008 writers strike.
5 AM and secretly engrossed in A Farewell To Arms, I was past the midnight flirting with the book and now was gripped by restless vigour to finish. The journalistic style of the novel set my heart into rating the book 3/5, the story was beautiful, but I was emotionally detached from any of the events that occurred…until the last page.
After reaching the fateful conclusion, I felt cheated, cheated of a certain happiness that comes from the timely ending of the book, had I not read the last page and instead closed the book a page before, I would have smiled and assumed all was well, the fairytale complete.
Naturally I sought comfort from a friend, as i voiced my displeasure in tired upset tones, he comforted me with a scene from the film “The Silver Lining Playbook” a film I’d heard nothing about, yet the scene shown to me, of the main character throwing Hemingway’s novel out of the window in frustration at 4 in the morning, fell in line perfectly with how I felt, so today, the morning after, I sought to watch the whole film.