A few years ago I read Phillip Pullman’s “Northern Lights.” Intrigued, I went on to read the complete trilogy.(Northern Lights; The Subtle Knife; The Amber Spyglass.) At the time, my sideways brain could see a television series in this. Actually, I could see rather a lot in the story/stories! I loved the creatures and objects Pullman created; in fact, I even made sketches of some to better understand how they “worked.”
And guess which movie seems set to score well at the holiday box office? Yep,the film based on these books; released as “The Golden Compass.”
From a review:
Los Angeles Times, Sam Adams:
Given a choice between Iraq and fairyland, it’s clear where moviegoers would prefer to spend time.
As one might expect, the God-botherers are reading into this far too much pseudo-religious opinion, crying “foul!” at what they see as an attempt to undermine Christianity. Utter tosh! As with the “Harry Potter” stories, they are just that: stories. And a heck of a good read, too. Go on, head to the library or book store and find out. You don’t have to like them, but I can pretty well guarantee that you will find them interesting.
Over at Bad!Kitty, Heather has an intriguing link to the movie website, including a Daemon Test. Well, naturally, I had to find out what my Daemon is…
Sirion, the tiger
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(I did this twice, by the way, scoring Myron, the Snow Leopard first time around.)
Now, those who know me would probably use the word “pragmatic”(or maybe “pig-headed!”) of me. Certainly, they wouldn’t think that I go around chatting to my soul/shadow!
Wrong! When I was a toddle-bod I had (as do most youngsters) an imaginary friend. The family accepted that this friend sometimes held up proceedings because of a broken shoe lace, or whatever. I would grow out of it. And that’s what they all thought…
But I didn’t. Not completely. I just grew up a little and learned that the weird stuff in my head was not in other heads. So that’s where it stayed. My imaginary friend morphed into something a little different, with a new name and is still there!
No wonder Pullman’s Daemons struck a chord!
I suppose it was only a matter of time before this
happened. It is the Silly Season, after all!
If this link is also giving you trouble, blame cyber gremlins and Google ‘Reuters Oddly Enough’ and click on electric eel
Ooh! I haven’t shown you any “awww!- aren’t- they- cute” photos for a day or two. So, to redress the balance for all you aileurophiles…
Geiger, leaping out of a pot of silk delphiniums and hydrangeas; Sporran about to make his attempt from behind the pot.
Apparently, climbing into and jumping out of was not as much fun as shredding…
But at least my “Heath Robinson” kitten fence works! Too bad if the Wet Season arrives and I need my gumboots!