It’s 36° F here today, and there were reports of snow as close as 90 miles from here. Also sleet mixed in with today’s rain and a possibility of flurries at some point, although the ground is too warm for them to really stick. Of course, it will be 70° again come this weekend but it’s nice to have a soupçon of winter, albeit briefly.
I watched The Curse of the Judas Chalice last night, the third “Librarian” movie on TNT, starring Noah Wylie and featuring Jane Curtain and Bob Newhart. This one is probably the weakest of the three. Absolutely nothing of consequence happens in the first 40 minutes. The production values were fine, the wrecked pirate ship was neat, the Library itself is dazzling as always. Jonathan Frakes is a competant director, especially when he’s given good material to work with, but in this case I can’t honestly say he was. Bruce Davison has an interesting role—he’s almost unrecognizeable at first—and Stana Katic is fetching as the guardian of the chalice, but ultimately it’s a rip-off of too many things without being much of anything of its own. Cute, slight, inoffensive and as nebulous as a spiderweb. It was fun watching Bob Newhart pop around the barber shop, though.
Whenever I see Hugh Laurie speaking in his own voice, I think: he does an okay British accent. It’s a little surreal, like hearing David Tennant in full-blown Scottish.
Book deals are funny things. I regard them as fragile as a balsa-wood bridge, and I am generally very nervous around them, as if saying the wrong thing at the wrong time could scupper the whole thing. So I won’t. Say anything, that is. Because there isn’t one—just the possibility of one. What? I didn’t say anything. Ignore me. Carry on.
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