You should definitely see it, unless you're one of those rabid anti-Hugh-Grant people. It's not up to novel standards, of course, but it's worth watching.
Maybe it's just that the same person who recommended him to me also recommended Bridget Jones, so somehow the two became linked in my mind.
Muahaha, I corrupt your brain! Hornby is definitely the darker, maler version of Helen Fielding. (I almost wouldn't call Fielding "chicklit," anyway, because to me chicklit implies bad/careless writing, and I think the Bridget Jones books are anything but, despite appearances.)
At least, I think this was chicklit. Chicklit for boys? Chicklit for girls but from a male POV? Not chicklit at all, despite concerning many of the same themes and types of character? What was it? I'm trying to categorize it, but I think it might be uncategorizable.
...Dudelit? The thing I love about it is, it takes a chicklit premise and then adds... reality? Like, the kind of reality where you get kicked a lot while you're down, and people point and laugh? Except cool? Jabbing the snarky pins of reality into the happy shiny bubbles of relationship fantasies, yay!
Are you trying to take over my brain with snarky British chicklit?
Yes! Finally, you notice! : D And yet, I cannot take credit for the ability of Hornby to jump off shelves and into hands. I'm just the enabler messenger.
I have to... go... now... and do something entirely unrelated to rereading certain books...
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Date: 2006-10-26 02:44 am (UTC)You should definitely see it, unless you're one of those rabid anti-Hugh-Grant people. It's not up to novel standards, of course, but it's worth watching.
Maybe it's just that the same person who recommended him to me also recommended Bridget Jones, so somehow the two became linked in my mind.
Muahaha, I corrupt your brain! Hornby is definitely the darker, maler version of Helen Fielding. (I almost wouldn't call Fielding "chicklit," anyway, because to me chicklit implies bad/careless writing, and I think the Bridget Jones books are anything but, despite appearances.)
At least, I think this was chicklit. Chicklit for boys? Chicklit for girls but from a male POV? Not chicklit at all, despite concerning many of the same themes and types of character? What was it? I'm trying to categorize it, but I think it might be uncategorizable.
...Dudelit? The thing I love about it is, it takes a chicklit premise and then adds... reality? Like, the kind of reality where you get kicked a lot while you're down, and people point and laugh? Except cool? Jabbing the snarky pins of reality into the happy shiny bubbles of relationship
fantasies, yay!
Are you trying to take over my brain with snarky British chicklit?
Yes! Finally, you notice! : D And yet, I cannot take credit for the ability of Hornby to jump off shelves and into hands. I'm just the
enablermessenger.I have to... go... now... and do something entirely unrelated to rereading certain books...