Sweltering heat in Los Angeles and off we went to the coolness of the theater yesterday morning, to catch opening day of "Gone Girl" before the crowds made it an impossibility.
I didn't care for the book - the main characters were both so despicable (and I didn't find the male characters voice particularly well written) - although I did enjoy all the plot twists. Very clever. Don't you love it when a mystery writer keeps you guessing?
Hater, that I was, I did like the movie though, if one can use the word "like" about this story. I don't know if it was due to the passage of time in between the reading and then viewing and having an emotional breather/rest or being prepared for all that was to come?
Two and a half hours long and I didn't notice the length at all.
I'm hoping it's our Santa Ana Winds and/or not enough sleep for two nights and not a relapse of my bug - because my sinuses and throat feel really bad. Drat drat drat. We've been having extreme temperatures again and winds whipping everything up.
Heat heat go away, don't return another day, darn you.
I was hoping to go to the Antiquarian Book Fair today but felt lousy and pooped out - it was 101 yesterday in Pasadena and supposed to be even hotter today. BLECH! Maybe tomorrow, I hope hope hope.
Like an idiot ... I stepped foot in a bookstore today and not being able to come home with the book I had gone to B&N for (Lena Dunham), bought two other books and three magazines. Hanging my head in shame. I (think I) have managed to avoid the purchase of magazines all year long and fell off the wagon with a resounding thud. Stampington mag's should be classified as an illegal drug. I cannot resist the holiday issues. They fill you with euphoria and leave you with remorse. 15 smackers for your fix.
Sally, in the doldrums with buyers regret
