ebert on "the last song"
he makes me laugh out loud a lot
a highlight:
“The Last Song” is based on the novel by Nicholas Sparks, who also wrote the screenplay. Sparks recently went on record as saying he is a greater novelist than Cormac McCarthy. This is true in the same sense that I am a better novelist than William Shakespeare."
then onto say…
“To be sure, I resent the sacrilege Nicholas Sparks commits by mentioning himself in the same sentence as Cormac McCarthy. I would not even allow him to say “Hello, bookstore? This is Nicholas Sparks. Could you send over the new Cormac McCarthy novel?” He should show respect by ordering anonymously."
ouch.
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Actually, my favorite line came right after that:
Sparks also said his novels are like Greek Tragedies. This may actually be true. I can’t check it out because, tragically, no really bad Greek tragedies have survived.
I love you, Ebert.
“You know it’s an Alienated Teen when it’s a lovely day on an island paradise, but she has her hands pulled up inside the sleeves of her sweater and huddles against the chill of the cold, cruel world.”
So true. I am living an Alienated Adulthood right now in California and find myself doing the same thing when I go to the paradise like beach. Although since it’s central California, it’s not that warm.
I think I now hate Nick Sparks even worse than that Twilight wench.
just in case you wanted to have the urge to slaughter something, this is the article he was referencing
“A Farewell to Arms, by Hemingway. Good stuff. That’s what I write,” he says, putting it back. “That’s what I write.”
All right Maggie! Guess we should organize some clean up help for Gosia…
Chuck Palahniuk should go kick his teeth in.
Chuck Palahniuk really isn’t much better. The dude writes like an angsty, 16 year old drama kid.
John said:Chuck Palahniuk really isn’t much better. The dude writes like an angsty, 16 year old drama kid.
exactly
Yeah, reading Palahniuk is like listening to a bunch of bitter, stoned teenagers complaining about “the man” and affecting “edginess” while living comfortably in their parents’ upper-middle class homes.
For someone who advocated in-yo-face lifestyles and being fearless, he sure spent a lot of time shamefacedly skulking around in the closet.