Friday, June 27, 2008

Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull (contains spoilers)

****Warning: spoiler alert****

Yeah, I finally saw it. And yeah, I didn’t like it.

I swear, I tried. Honest.

The reason I saw it so late was because Tess Gerritsen and I decided to wait until we could see it together. Tess is a big fan of both archaeology (and she knows waaay more about mummies than I do) and adventure movies. Anyway, we got together with the menfolk, had a good meal, some wine, and I promised myself I wouldn’t pick on the archaeology (not that there’s ever much). If it was a good adventure story, I’d be happy.

I know nothing will ever touch Raiders of the Lost Ark, but jeez. The idea of opening the movie with the last, exquisite shot of the warehouse from Raiders—tearing the veil off that perfect mystery, and worse, putting that in the TRAILER—made me sputter long before I saw the movie. But in the interest of trying to be fair, I’ll try and leaven my nit-pickery with what I did like in parens. They are nits the size of VW Beetles, though. (N.B. My views don’t necessarily reflect those of the whole party in attendance).

***Hic Spoilers***

1. Everyone in the cast seemed to be tired/bored/mugging.

(Karen Allen was the exception; I’ve missed Marian. Hands up everyone who ever tried to learn the Nepalese dialogue so they could recreate the drinking scene in Raiders. I know I’m not the only one. I liked that the older characters had some mileage on them, and I liked learning about Indy’s war record, but Mac? How disposable was he? He was pretty cardboard, and they already had the Cate Blanchett character for moral (yawn) comparison.)

2. It felt like every shot in the film was reproducing from one of George Lucas’s films (the other Indy films, American Graffiti, Star Wars, etc.). The problem with this was that it recalled all those excellent scenes (Indy, arm in arm with Marian, going down stairs; the morphing of the Paramount logo into the first shot; bad guy brains melting at the end; etc.). It made me wish I was watching those movies again.

(Umm, I’m groping for a pro here: okay, the fight scenes. Indy’s learned to throw some elbows and his ground-game's gotten better. There was some cool capoeira-looking choreography by the zombies-dudes in the cemetery. Very ambitious, for zombies.)

3. The dialogue blew chunks. It telegraphed everything (the reference to fencing in the first act…) and spelled everything out while trying to sound snappy. Nothing worse.

(The line about Comrade Spalko sinking those teeth “into the wubble-u’s” was great.)

4. Aliens? Aliens, really? And for a group mind, they weren’t a very efficient system, if missing one dang skull kept them from Phoning Home. Also: please, movie people: why, why, why is the mandible always fused to the maxilla?

(Even though I kept thinking the plastic skulls filled with Saran Wrap were really hokie, I loved the idea of the glass skeletons. Is there some glass blower on Murano who takes skeleton orders? Now, that’s home decor.)

5. The chase scenes, even with ants—and I liked the ants— went on forever (and recalled the “speeder chase” from Return of the Jedi). They weren’t fun, either. There's only so many times you can watch Mutt getting whacked in the goolies before even that pales.

(Loved the reference to V. Gordon Childe in the library. Dumb moment, but a great archaeology reference with layers relating to the movie’s political setting. And, at a stretch, the aliens.)

6. Um, absolutely no explanation of “Adventure Spoons” anywhere (see my blog entry, "No time for love, Dr. Jones"). The mystery remains.

(At least Indy and Marian got together at the end.)

This rates with three other films that I thought could have been brilliant but left me gnashing my teeth and calling for a script and a red pencil. I’m not sure this movie will even have the effect of imbuing archaeology with temporary cool, as Raiders did, a bazillionty-one years ago. But at least now I won’t be dating myself too badly if I reference Indiana Jones.

Watch here for my take on Hell Boy II. And pray for me. It's all up to you to restore my faith, Guillermo del Toro.

Monday, June 23, 2008

The Great Book Rodeo is over

I am pleased to announce that the great “bookcase and painting adventure of 2008” is completed.  Over the past five months, we had built-in bookcases put in my office (first pic) and the library (second pic), and the second floor finally received the coat of paint it’s wanted since we moved in 12 years ago.  Planning started in February, work began in mid-May and wrapped up early June.  Mr. G valiantly moved 100 boxes of books and ten boxes of office stuff from the second floor to the basement and back.  About 100 books went off to the local library, with another 100 books “culled for consideration.”  I can report the project was 100% accident-free (I banged up my back moving a box of books I’d shipped from the International Spy Museum, an unrelated incident).


Officewallfinished


Libcabfinished


The project went remarkably smoothly, considering that, at various times, the bedroom, bathroom, and my office (and therefore, the dining room, which was the office pro tem or “Colonial One”) were affected.  Since it’s been Kate da Cat’s understanding for the past 18 years that unless Ma is at her desk by 8:00am, something’s wrong, our mutual schedule was upset for a month.  But all to a good cause:  I have a really nice, clean workspace (after twenty years of working in basements and corners, this means a lot), our guest room/ library is now tidy and comfortable, and the upstairs got the painting it desperately Bookcases done kate 003needed. 


We added shelves to the office closet, where Kate has a niche for her basket, perfect for supervising and editorial control. 


We need to sort out new curtains, but apart from that…we’re good.  Life is back to normal and better.


 


Libfinished


One regret:  although the bookshelves go to the ceiling, the house is too small for a built in rail and ladder system.  While I love whizzing past bookcases on a ladder as much as the next girl (and have discreetly abused that privilege in some very posh research libraries), it wouldn’t work chez nous.  However, I found a nifty little two-step ladder that fits our space (above), reaches the top shelves, and doubles as a seat.  Nice form and balance. 


Happiness is having your house back.  Heaven is an office built to spec.  Nirvana is no longer having to sing the alphabet song repeatedly while trying to sort out your fiction by author. 


(N.B.  My books would be between Italo Calvino and Dorothy Cannell, if I kept them in the library.  Drop me a line, and I’ll tell you where your books are.)

Monday, June 09, 2008

Julia Spencer-Fleming guest blogs for the Femmes--and free books!

Julia Spencer-Fleming is the guest blogger for the Femmes Fatales this week! Check out her post at www.femmesfatales.typepad.com and find out how you you could win one of five signed copies of her latest novel, I Shall Not Want. Good luck.

Friday, June 06, 2008

If he's freaked out by this...

...I hope he never, ever look at my bookcases. Or those of my writer friends. He'd be in for a real shock.

"He" is one of the bloggers at the New York Times, who was a little anxious about a collection of books being auctioned off from a police evidence room. The books in question were part of the "Howdunit" series, which is pretty basic stuff for crime writers--intros to crime scene investigation, poisons, etc.

Pretty funny.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

The 2008 Anthony Award Nominations

The 2008 Anthony Award Nominees have been announced. Congratulations to all the nominees!

Best Novel:
James Lee Burke-Tin Roof Blowdown- Simon and Schuster
Lee Child – Bad Luck and Trouble Delacorte Press
Robert Crais- The Watchman Simon and Schuster
William Kent Krueger-Thunder Bay Atria
Laura Lippman – What the Dead Know William Morrow

Best First Novel:
Sean Chercover- Big City, Bad Blood William Morrow
Tana French- In the Woods Viking Adult
Lisa Lutz-The Spellman Files Simon and Schuster
Craig MacDonald- Head Games Bleak House Books
Marcus Sakey- The Blade Itself St. Martin Minotaur

Best Paperback Original
Megan Abbott- Queenpin Simon and Schuster
Ken Bruen and Jason Starr – Slide Hard Case Crime
David Corbett- Blood of Paradise Ballantine Books
Robert Fate- Baby Shark’s Beaumont Blues Capital Crime Press
P.J. Parrish- A Thousand Bones Pocket

Short Story
Rhys Bowen- Please Watch Your Step- (The Strand Magazine-Spring 07)
Steve Hockensmith-Dear Dr. Watson- (Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine)
Toni L. P. Kelner - How Stella Got her Grave Back - (Many Bloody Returns edited by Charlaine Harris and Toni L.P. Kelner) for Ace Hardcover
Laura Lippman- Hardly Knew Her - (Dead Man’s Hand edited by Otto Penzler) for Harcourt
Daniel Woodrell -Uncle – (A Hell of A Woman: An Anthology of Female Noir edited by Megan Abbott) for Busted Flush Press

Critical Work
Arthur Conan Doyle: A Life in Letters by Jon Lellenberg, Daniel Stashower & Charles Foley Penguin
The Essential Mystery Lists Compiled by Roger Sobin Poisoned Pen Press
The Triumph of the Thriller: How Cops, Crooks and Cannibals Captured Popular Fiction – Patrick Anderson Random House
Deviance in Contemporary Crime Fiction- Christiana Gregoriou Palgrave MacMillan

Special Services
Jon and Ruth Jordan- Crime Spree Magazine
Ali Karim- Shotz Magazine
Maddy Van Hertbruggen- 4MA
Sarah Weinman- Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind
Judy Bobalik- for being one of the best friends and supporters of mystery writers anywhere

Web Site
Confessions of an Idiosyncratic Mind- Sarah Weinman
Rap sheet/January Magazine –J Kingston Pierce
Murderati – A Writer’s Blog
Stop You’re Killing Me- Stan Ulrich & Lucinda Surber
Crime Fiction Dossier- David Montgomery