Saturday, October 31, 2009

Hardly Forgettable

Hello all! So I, "karstrel," wrote this review over the summer...I did do a little bit of editing. Enjoy!

Remember Me? By Sophie Kinsella (author of Confessions of a Shopaholic) 9/10

This was a fascinating story. The plot follows Lexi Smart, a woman who bumps her head in 2004 and wakes up in 2007 as a whole different person. Informed that she has amnesia, which is why she has “time traveled,” she goes about settling into her new, seemingly perfect life. She has a great job, a great husband, great friends, and a great body. What more could a girl want? After meeting her husband’s friend Jon, she finds out that her world isn’t as perfect as it appears.

I sat on the couch, unmoving, for about three hours and plowed through this book. From the moment Lexi appeared on the page, I was captivated. Here was a complete loser who didn't know how she could possibly go any lower. I could relate to that. I was living with my parents doing nothing, without a job, without any real purpose for the summer. When she wakes up and is this whole new person, I admit I was a little let down. The book has a lot of twists and turns to it that made it a book that you couldn't stop reading. After she finds out she's married to this total stud who is attentive and loving and, really, perfect, she figures her life must be totally awesome. The best part of the whole book was when Stud Husband (he really doesn't deserve to have a name) gave her a manual he made for her, so she could remember how to live her own life. There was a section for everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING. From breakfast, to making love (I laughed for at least a minute at this. It's one of the funniest parts of the book when she reads this part and the subheadings...). There were a few other laugh out loud moments that made it enjoyable. I have to say that the book was well plotted and well written. If it wasn't chick lit, I'm sure more people would enjoy Sophie's style.

Welcome to the Show!

Hello, entertainment enthusiasts and people who live with their mothers at 35 (but let's be honest, a lot of that overlaps)! I am aspiring blogger Tipping_Over (yes, it's a cheesy screen name, but you can suck it), and this is potentially going to be my, and God willing a few others' place to let off some steam, review some crap, and generally have a good time. I seem to start a lot of these things without thinking how stupid they are, then sighing in embarrassment when I eventually give up on them. It happened with livejournal, and it might happen again. But who knows? I could have 30,000 loyal followers by the year's end (yeah, right.)

Let me begin with reviewing something to show you how things are done around here. We assign a number (out of ten) to a musical album, a book, a movie, or a TV show and then tell you why we assigned it that number. If this is too complicated for you, go to another blog. Or a brain surgeon. Make it quick. Okay, so an example of a review would be:

Adam Lambert: For Your Entertainment- Single (9/10)
I was very impressed with Glambert on American Idol, and, in the heat of the moment, I wanted him to win. About three weeks after the show ended, I had a thought (for the first time in weeks): I don't know if I want to listen to a record made by him. There is no doubting his voice in spectacular, but did I really want to hear it for a straight forty-five minutes? Not likely. My fears were not alleviated by his first song post-Idol, "Time for Miracles," from the 2012 soundtrack. It was everything I feared: cheesy, faux-emotional, and grating on the ears.
Then came his new song, For Your Entertainment. I had a vague sensation of dread as I clicked play for the first time and a beat that sounded strikingly like Sam Sparro's "Black and Gold" resonated from my speakers. Then Mr. Lambert's voice started in and all fears of a Sparro carbon copy vanished.
Two things I thought were odd for this song were it's decided un-Idolness and it's strong sexual lyrics. And by "odd," I mean "wonderful." The electronics blasting throughout gave it an enticing 2009 feel, as opposed to Idol's past (Archuleta, Cook, Degarmo, Underwood), who's first singles sounded about three years after their respective times. And Adam's voice is not nearly as polarizing as it was on the show. He keeps his screaming to a minimum, and, when he does finally whip it out, it sounds natural and exhilarating. The whole song should basically have a "guilty pleasure" label smacked onto it.
This gives me great hope for the album for which the single is the title track. The collaborations with Muse, P!nk, Kara Dioguardi, and Max (!!) Martin (on two counts!) bolsters my optimism as well. If Lambert keeps it up, he could be crowned as Gentleman Gaga!


And that's it! Really simple, yet detailed and insightful (and I'm not half-bad lookin' either.) This is for potential partners in writing this blog as well as for the rest of the internet. If you read this, I love you. Happy Halloween!