100 Bullets: The Deluxe Edition Book IV by Brian Azzarello and Eduardo Risso.
My rating: 4 of 5 stars.
From what I gather of other reviewers’ feelings, the general position on this volume of the 100 Bullets saga – issues 59 through 80 – is confusion. A feeling of confusion over what’s going on, where and – in some cases – when.
I think this is fairly on the money, but I’d add in one important substitution: it’s not confusion.
Not Thanos, but close enough for our purposes.
It’s chaos. (This is, after all, the Land of Lono.) (more…)
Shōgun by James Clavell.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars.
When I was a small boy I remember my father having a bookshelf full of hardbacks. And the one I remember most clearly, for some reason, is Shōgun, James Clavell’s 1100-page whopper. I can still recall the smell of it.
I had always been mystified by the book. I remember it being on Dad’s nightstand, with a golf-club bookmark through it. I remember its cover as the first place I ever saw the handle of a Japanese sword. And when I was older, I remember finding endless copies of it at op-shops, usually for somewhere around the two-buck mark. (more…)
You may have noticed that there’s been scant – well, no – posting here in the past couple of weeks.
That’s because I’ve been overseas. On holiday.
See? That’s me in Japan.
While in Japan I read airport novels (hello, James Clavell, after many years of avoidance) and walked a hell of a lot. So there’s not been much in the way of reviewing or writing.
That’ll change soon as I’m home (now) and in need of distraction. Expect more soon.
(Though let me preface any future content with a lamentation that there’s no Family Mart near my house. Because if you know, you know.)