So last week I finally for the first time got around to reading Three Men in a Boat for the first time . . . which of course meant that immediately afterward I had to reread To Say Nothing of the Dog. THE PATH BEFORE ME HAD BEEN PREPARED, OKAY.
Anyway, it is pretty awesome reading them one after another like that because you get to see exactly how much Connie Willis stole straight from Jerome K. Jerome, and it is glorious. Ned's time-lagged rambling, for example? Straight out of Three Men in a Boat - J. is extremely prone to pausing to contemplate the immortal beauty of the stars and only pausing when one of his friends yells at him that they're about to run into the riverbank. (This is the cover of the edition I read and the expression on J.'s face is KIND OF PERFECT. Cover artist, I applaud you!) I should also say that I don't actually laugh out loud at books all that often, but I was seriously reading Three Men on a Boat and cracking up on the subway every other page. The tin of pineapple! The Hampton Court maze! LOLVICTORIANS ARE THE BEST.
Speaking of LOLVICTORIANS - I am beginning to realize that it is probably Connie Willis' fault that I have this fixed idea in my head that the Victorians automatically = HILARITY. The Victorian era was serious business in many ways! Industrialization, imperialism, Jack the Ripper, lots of unfun things! And yet, you say "Victorians" to me and I immediately go "THEY WERE REPRESSED BECAUSE THEY HAD TOO MUCH FURNITURE" and fall over laughing, because To Say Nothing of the Dog was incredibly formative and is going to shape my mental image of Victoriana for ever and ever. Connie Willis, I BLAME YOU. To Say Nothing of the Dog is also one of those books that if you do not watch it will immediately lead you straight down a path of other books so long that you will never escape, and it is taking lots of willpower right now to go back to my actual tottering pile of Books To Read instead of diving straight from Ned and Verity into rereads of Gaudy Night and The Moonstone, not to mention Doomsday Book.
(For those who have not read it, by the way, To Say Nothing of the Dog is a kind of time-travel-Victorian comedy of manners-romantic comedy-thirties mystery novel in which the fate of the space-time continuum is at stake and MORE IMPORTANTLY so is the fate of an incredibly hideous piece of Victorian statuary. In other words, read it!)
Anyway, it is pretty awesome reading them one after another like that because you get to see exactly how much Connie Willis stole straight from Jerome K. Jerome, and it is glorious. Ned's time-lagged rambling, for example? Straight out of Three Men in a Boat - J. is extremely prone to pausing to contemplate the immortal beauty of the stars and only pausing when one of his friends yells at him that they're about to run into the riverbank. (This is the cover of the edition I read and the expression on J.'s face is KIND OF PERFECT. Cover artist, I applaud you!) I should also say that I don't actually laugh out loud at books all that often, but I was seriously reading Three Men on a Boat and cracking up on the subway every other page. The tin of pineapple! The Hampton Court maze! LOLVICTORIANS ARE THE BEST.
Speaking of LOLVICTORIANS - I am beginning to realize that it is probably Connie Willis' fault that I have this fixed idea in my head that the Victorians automatically = HILARITY. The Victorian era was serious business in many ways! Industrialization, imperialism, Jack the Ripper, lots of unfun things! And yet, you say "Victorians" to me and I immediately go "THEY WERE REPRESSED BECAUSE THEY HAD TOO MUCH FURNITURE" and fall over laughing, because To Say Nothing of the Dog was incredibly formative and is going to shape my mental image of Victoriana for ever and ever. Connie Willis, I BLAME YOU. To Say Nothing of the Dog is also one of those books that if you do not watch it will immediately lead you straight down a path of other books so long that you will never escape, and it is taking lots of willpower right now to go back to my actual tottering pile of Books To Read instead of diving straight from Ned and Verity into rereads of Gaudy Night and The Moonstone, not to mention Doomsday Book.
(For those who have not read it, by the way, To Say Nothing of the Dog is a kind of time-travel-Victorian comedy of manners-romantic comedy-thirties mystery novel in which the fate of the space-time continuum is at stake and MORE IMPORTANTLY so is the fate of an incredibly hideous piece of Victorian statuary. In other words, read it!)
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