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A Walk to Remember
Never Been Kissed :’(
The Green Mile
In Her Shoes
Either Vigo the Carpathian or National Treasure (because he is one).
When I was a kid, I was convinced that Mad About You was the saddest show on television (and it was, though not for the same reasons I’d initially posited). It seemed like every time my parents were watching it, something really sad and scary was going to happen (divorce, illness, etc). And for the longest time, before I really knew who Paul Reiser was, I knew him in my head only as ‘that guy from that sad TV show Mad About You; and now that I am older, I fail to see anything funny about him whatsoever.
What I’m saying is this: are we sure this show is supposed to be funny?
This is wonderful.
Funny you should mention this: James Murphy in Time Out Chicago
“I read [David Foster Wallace’s] Infinite Jest when it came out and I didn’t love it. I looked down on it. I was like, Oh, he’s using things from Gaddis’s Recognitions; he stole that. What a fucking shit I was. Then I reread it and started watching interviews with the guy. He looked exactly like me, the old back-flipped hair, like pictures of me in the ’90s.”
Also: that sounds heartbreaking.
I agree. It took me just about 9 months to get through it (partly because of personal stuff/lack of time, but mostly because I’m a big pussy), but at the end of the book I can almost relate to how people talk about the day Kennedy got shot or something: I’ll never forget where I was, what I was wearing, or WHO I was before that particular moment. Mans’ description is right on: I dove right back into the first page and became even more enamored.
Admittedly, If I read something like what I’d just written about any book, I’d probably make it a point to never read it; but you really would be doing yourself a favor to have a go at it. You might think you can’t do it, but you’ll find one (of many) characters to fall in love with and keep coming back to find out what happens to them (at least that’s what I did).




















Valentine’s Day, not that you’d ever remember.