Oh, thank god
Apparently Brokeback Mountain, the film adaptation of Annie Proulx's story of the same name, isn't a stinkeroo. I was holding my breath there for a bit, as AP is one of my favourite authors of all time. I couldn't be dragged by wild horses to see the filmic version of The Shipping News. In my humble opinion, the book is one of those Franzenesque literary marvels, stupidly bestselling, and yet still literarily amazing: a rippingly good inciting incident that spins off into silky whorls of plot. Characters you love to hate and hate to love. Those quirky, morbid similes--the language, the language! Near-cliches that somehow still manage to sweep you off your feet: a lesbian aunt, a phantom white dog! Plus it's also pretty hilarious. A recipe for Hollywood ruination, if you ask me. (Link via Bookninja.)
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