Tome Thursday: Troublemaker

 

Hello everyone!

 

I hope you're having an amazing week so far. I'm over here trying to figure out exactly why I suddenly had a nightmare about waking up late for school, when I haven't been to school in YEARS.

 

No, seriously, the years bit isn't a joke! LOL

 

But anyway, after picking and choosing books for Booktober, I figured that a simple Thursday post would work best really, and that was how I picked tonight's topic.

 

This was the last book I read prior to the beginning of October and my book extravaganza and I kind of wanted to do a blog post on the theme to begin with though never got so far at the time. Now though, nothing's stopping me as I'm well and truly back to the old ways!

 

Weird dreams aside, I'm pretty sure this book is one of the best things to come out of Hollywood in a long, long time, and again this is no joke.

 

Hollywood used to be this glitzy, glamorous place everyone wanted to be, but the more we learn about it in recent years, the less we ACTUALLY want that.

 

Reading Leah Remini's Troublemaker: How I survived Hollywood and Scientology book gives you one more reason to tip the scale.

 

Tome Thursday: Tre Volte No

Hello everyone!

I have something slightly different for you today.

After taking it up a notch with my Tuesday blog post, I'm going in and keeping it extra real with this one tonight, because every once in a while I reach for a book that's slightly different from anything else I've read.

It also usually covers some sort of war aspect, too.

I've done a couple of these on the blog since I started, but I do feel like I should maybe do a few more as well, given that this is a topic that should never be forgotten, ever.

And one of the best ways to do it is if you know specific authors who write magnificent books about it.

Boris Pahor, one of my fellow countrymen, is one of them.

God bless him for his long, fruitful life. He has a collection of books mostly dealing with World War II era in the Trieste region, and I've read a number of them already.

Tre Volte No is just another in a long, long line.

Talkie Tuesday: Everest

"The last word always belongs to the Mountain."

Hello everyone!

Okay, so for this Tuesday, I decided to open up the flood gates. And I don't mean fictional ones, either. 

While I was at the seaside, just, you know, relaxing on my vacation and soaking up some much-needed vitamin D which has by now apparently evaporated between the wind we have here and the incoming rains, I also watched a bunch of movies that made me wish I could go back and maybe never make the decision to watch.

Not because they were so crappy.

But because they were so good, and unfortunately so realistic (as based off true stories will obviously go) that I bawled my eyes out like a huge, oversized baby.

It was not, in fact, a pretty sight.

The movie I'm talking about this time around is aptly titled with one word only, but it doesn't really need any more introduction than that: Everest.

Talkie Tuesday: In the Heart of the Sea

"The tragedy of the Essex is the story of men.
And a Demon."

Hello everyone!

So this is going to be an upbeat blog post regardless of the rather negative downsides of the story that unfolded in the movie (and the books, of course; let's not forget the books). But the fact remains that I absolutely LOVED it, and couldn't get enough of the movie which I have to get a better copy of, potentially Blu-Ray if I can.

Although ... come to think of it, maybe I don't necessarily need that kind of high-res image of the whale in my brain. 

Hmm.

ANYWAY.

This is yet again one of the movies from my vacation hoard, although this one I watched while I was all by my lonesome at the seaside and enjoying some peaceful time away from everything. It was a very cool thing to be able to snuggle down on the veranda and enjoy the sea breeze while watching this. Gave the story some credibility.

I'm talking about In the Heart of the Sea, of course.

Talkie Tuesday: Diana

"Somewhere beyond right and wrong is a garden. I will meet you there."

Hello everyone!

It's back to biographical movies this week after our little interlude with the Academy Awards last Tuesday (for the blog post I typed about it, you can click on the link here). As I said when I typed about Grace of Monaco, I have a thing for these kinds of movies. 

I don't really know why.

But I do know some of my favourites are from this genre, including The Butler and The Imitation game, for one, and let's not go into Titanic or The King's Speech or something.

I just have a soft spot for these kind of biopics as they call them, and I tend to watch a number of them each year as I discover them. I have a few waiting on the list still, but for tonight I'm going to go through my backlog of reviews and dig out one that I SHOULD have watched way back when in 2015 while I was at the seaside singing Kumbaya and drinking cocktails.

Ahem.

I didn't do either of that, really. Well, not much anyway. And I also didn't watch Diana until very, very recently, regardless that it's three years old by now.

Talkie Tuesday: Grace of Monaco

"The idea of my life as a fairytale is itself a fairytale."

Hello everyone!

So allow me to admit a guilty pleasure. 

No, it's not Glee anymore, sadly.

My guilty pleasure are biographical movies, whether they're slightly fictionalized or completely realistic as they come, but I love a good movie based off a true story, and I can't really count how many I've seen so far, although I haven't liked all of them. This week and the next will be dedicated to those.

Tonight's movie is one of those that I watched back at the seaside in 2015 when I was really fed up with melting in the heat and withdrew into the air conditioned interior, where I could then lounge and doze to my heart's content.

And I do have to admit that I tried not to doze through some of this, unfortunately, as this particular movie ranks somewhere along the lines of 'could have been better' for me even if some will be vocal with their disagreements.

But Grace of Monaco just wasn't all that jazz.