raddidge came down on Saturday but had to leave early on Sunday due to pressing concerns at home. We went to dinner at Bambinos and came home to watch The Quiet Earth. Now this was a strange movie that certainly wouldn't fly with audiences in the Republic. I liked the movie and I think raddidge did as well but I don't want to put words in her mouth.
Guy wakes up one morning and slowly figures out that he's the only human left on the planet. He goes to work and encounters many strange sights along the way, a crashed plane with no bodies, empty houses, beds that were slept in but it doesn't look like the person got out of bed. He gets to work at his top secret job, realizes they proceeded with the primary project and looks into things.
He slowly goes crazy, does all he can to contact anyone. There aren't any animals, no flies and no maggots on the rare bodies he does find outside. Eventually he encounters a cute redhead who ended up sneaking onto the patio of a house that he appropriated for himself. They begin a journey to investigate hospitals and other institutions plus science facilities so the guy can figure out what happened to the world.
The guy stumbles upon a Maori who thought he was dead and a ghost. Don't get your hopes up, he doesn't have facial tattoos or anything just a regular guy who happens to have lots of guns. One night they realize they were all dying at the same moment, 6:12 a.m., when the world changed.
The reviews went on about the sexual tension but I just didn't see it. The main guy seemed to be okay with the fact that they very well might end up as a menage a trois. Of course I reckon it would be the redhead keeping company with them on different nights rather than all at once. Plus at the end, the scientist really didn't seem to be bothered that the redhead might be happier with the Maori.
Since I figure maribou still reads this site, if she watches it with Jaybird I'm certain he might be poking fun at it afterwards because of the presentation and the story. Again, I liked it.
Mr. Sawyer has pulled yet another boner in this book. He has one of his characters declare that reindeer are only found in North America. Page 217 of the Tor first printing of "Humans". WELL GEE WHIZ I WONDER WHAT THOSE POINTY STICK HEAD UNGULATES ARE CALLED IN SCANDINAVIA AND FINLAND!!! Mr. Sawyer is famously known for arguing that dogs and coyotes are so distantly related they are incapable of producing any offspring from such a coupling.
Also Mr. Sawyer continues his product placement of various products in his book. When a printer would be sufficient he feels the need to mention it's an Epson. It's cute in its own way.
The last month has involved visits to Cassius's place for strength training. The past couple of weeks I've been getting a weird vibe that I'm not welcome over at the Birdhouse. As if it's an excuse to not have me come over and just chat with other people.
Of course shit's been crazy at their place with Jaybird's new job and maribou's situation.
Meh, at least it's not like he's saying "You go see Cassius on Monday and I'll go on Tuesday".
Still weird.
My knee feels better and I'm going tomorrow to Cassius's place.
What. The. Fuck.
I was hoping Attic Girl was only going to be upstairs for a year. I think she re-upped her lease.
Sigh.
