This poor little empty blog ... I'm sorry, Dear Reader[s]. Between the skiing on the weekends, and the fevered re-reading of the Dark Tower series, I've got nothing new for you here. I will say, however, that I have reached the penultimate volume in the Dark Tower books and this is where it really falls apart, when Stephen King not only has incorporated a major character from Salem's Lot into Roland's ka-tet, indulging himself in a little retconning, but he's about to write HIMSELF in as a character. As himself, the horror author, who's writing the Dark Tower books. Things are about to get way too meta and self-indulgent.
I'm also two-thirds of the way through The Strain, co-written by Guillermo del Toro, and I've put up a review of that when I get there. And I'm nearing the point in S1 of Fringe where I'll start recapping again for here. So be patient with me, I beg ya.
In the meantime, Oscars are tonight! I don't know why I care seeing how I haven't seen (I don't think) any of the to-be honored films. But I've got the DVR set to record the show - which means I can FF through the more tedious bits ... I still like seeing the movie clips and the actors. Will you be watching?
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