I have managed to finally, finally finish editing Demon Lupus, my second book in The Beyond Series and I am very pleased with it. I am sending this to the publishers tomorrow, so I will be putting the finishing touches to the submission pack today.
I haven't watched any films for quite a while so I decided to watch St Trinians at the cinema last weekend. There were some funny bits in it from Rupert Everett, but it was generally Meh! I used to love St Trinians as a kid and I always wanted to go to boarding school, probably because I thought it would be madness and mayhem and the teachers would let me get up to mischief. Kids today have Harry Potter and Hogwarts, as a child I had The Worst Witch and Miss Cackles Academy and of course St Trinians. Ahhh... just reminiscing.
I also watched Captivity on DVD this week. What a pile of pants! I hired this film because I wanted some research for my next book on how people deal with Abduction and being held against their will, but this provided me with neither. As soon as the film makers threw in the hunky man also being held hostage in an adjoining cell, I was like "Oi Oi! He's the kidnappers accomplice. In fact I skipped through all the torture scenes, which were getting quite tiresome by the time the kidnapper forced his pretty victim to shoot her beloved dog and drink a human eyeball smoothie! And sure enough they we gay lovers who played with women until they cracked! Maybe it's because I write so many plots for my own books that I can see a storyline emerging before half way into the story. Film Rating: Meh! Meh!
It's no different with plays at the theater either. Saiqa and I were watching a play at the Lowry Theatre in Salford a few years ago now, but after the second scene I leaned across to her and whispered, "It's about Incest!" She looks back at me as if I am nuts. I say "They're brother and sister and the narrator on the rocking chair is their father!" Sure enough I was right.. So the lesson here is that if you don't want a spoiler then don't come to the theatre with me... Although I have learnt to keep my mouth shut since them. Pity I can't remember the name of the play.
I can't bear to watch Soaps either... They are the most predictable pile of popular TV tripe. As soon as a new character walks on the Street or around the Square. I sit there and point at the tele: "Well he'll be run over and kick the bucket by his long lost alcoholic father by a week on Tuesday and she'll be a single gym slip mother in less than six months... He'll become the local villain, and despite having more boyfriends than soft mic. She'll suddenly come out of the wardrobe as a raving Lesbian" So on and so forth. ((Yawn, Yawn))...
The last film I watched on DVD this week was Blood and Chocolate. I thought this would be the werewolf film I was waiting for, but it turned out to be a romance about forbidden love. Sort of Romeo and Juliette, but Jules is a pack wolf. Even the hunt scenes were mediocre. Sorry Annette Curtis Klause, but I just hope the book was better.
The closest to a werewolf film I actually enjoyed was Cursed with Christina Ricci, however I was irked that the wolf was portrayed as evil.Her character and her brother managed to overthrow both evil werewolves and skipped off in the sunset as saved souls... Now a great ending would have been that her and brother were unable to defeat the Alpha wolf, but changed into fully fledged shape shifters and then see how they would have coped with that!!!
I should be a screen writer!!!
I have decided to make some resolutions with a bit of a difference. I'm going to socialise strategically this year to get myself and my best mate a pair of hunky fellas and we are starting with a spot of speed dating. I'm looking forward to this form of dating because there cannot possibly be any awkward silences as I believe you only get three minutes each to talk. Which suits me just fine.
I will blog my experiences when I finally go.
