Bad Moon Rising

I went to New Moon last night with my friend Becky. She’s a better blogger than I am, a sincere and unrepentant feminist, and a YA lit fan. She’s also my chosen movie companion, joining me for Where the Wild Things Are, two Harry Potter movies, and even the execrable Transformers 2 (how do you make a robot battle movie boring? Ask Michael Bay.). Anyway, Becky and I have been discussing the Twilight phenomenon, how alarmed we are by its inveterate anti-feminism, how much Becky wants to marry (or something) Robert Pattinson, and how werewolves can be cougar-bait for some time now and so, though we had some mixed feelings about it, we decided to go to a late show on a school night (to minimize the number of squealing tweens we’d have to sit next to). Continue reading “Bad Moon Rising”

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Leviathan!

I snagged Scott Westerfeld’s Leviathan the minute it dropped. (Simon Pulse, ISBN: 9781416971733) I was out in Massachusetts on a research fellowship at the American Antiquarian Society and didn’t have time to read it all the way through right away, so picked up the audio book version as well (ISBN: 9780743583886). Continue reading “Leviathan!”

Let The Right One In

[A NOTE ON SPOILERS: Everyone but Ishmael is dead at the end of Moby-Dick; Snape kills Dumbledore. Since this is a critical blog, not a fansite or a paid review site, I’m going to ruin the endings of pretty much everything I write about if you haven’t already read or seen them. Read on at your peril.]

I watched Swedish filmmaker Tomas Alfredsson’s exquisite little masterpiece Let The Right One In a couple of weeks ago and have been putting off re-watching it (or writing about it) in part because it didn’t want to lose the frisson of my first experience with the film, and dilute my excitement and affection for the film by looking at it critically. The film has stuck with me. Continue reading “Let The Right One In”