June 24th, 2004


Media Overload

Last evening ended with me having a wealth of stuff sitting upon my desk to either read, watch, or listen to. Stopped at the comic book store on the way home, and picked up the latest Astounishing X-Men, The Losers, and a Stargate SG-1 comic (of all things). X-Men was good, but the SG-1 book sucked. Apparently, it's some sort of special convention tie-in issue. The story is lame, and the art is horrendous.

Next up was the local library, where I grabbed their copy of Winter's Tale, along with DVDs of The Maltese Falcon and The Unpleasantness at the Bellona Club. Collapse )

When I got home, there was a package from a small CD importer with my copy of John Entwistle's Whistle Rhymes album. I mowed the lawn, and at some point while I was mowing the back yard, UPS dropped off a box from Amazon on my side stoop. Inside were 69 Love Songs, the Avenue Q soundtrack, and a copy of Wicked (the book).

I wound up watching The Maltese Falcon. The screenplay is taken almost verbatim from the book, which is sort of to be expected, because the book is written almost as though it was a screenplay. The only differences I noticed were the absence of the fat man's daughter, who really isn't all that important to the story, and the absence of any of the text regarding the relationship between Cairo and Cook, which isn't all that surprising. I enjoyed it better than the book, mostly because you get some visual cues from Bogart about what's going on in Spade's mind that aren't all that clear on the page. At least, not to me. The guy who played Miles Archer was also driving me crazy until I realized that he played the prosecutor in Miracle on 34th Street.
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