I knew all along that Fallen Kingdom would never live up to Jurassic Park, so going in, my expectations were low. I was hoping for something that was terrible, but in a delightful way; to a degree, it met my expectations. That being said, I hate that this is the state of the franchise. Continue reading “Jurassic World: Fallen Franchise”
Please excuse the lack of a full post today. On Thursday, my childhood unexpectedly died following a viewing of Jurassic World. I am taking this week to fully gather my thoughts and to attempt to move on from this tragedy. You can expect a full explanation early next week, along with my usual book review.
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After the trainwreck that was The Madman’s Daughter, the only way to cleanse my palate was to revisit The Island of Doctor Moreau. I enjoy rereading novels like this because I always notice new things the second time around – or in this case, the fourth time around. This time, I was particularly struck by Wells’ outright distrust towards organized religion (perhaps of religion altogether). Continue reading “The Island of Doctor Moreau by HG Wells”
I have read The Island of Doctor Moreau twice. I have even repeatedly stomached the Val Kilmer film version of the novel. You might be asking yourself why I would willingly do such a thing. It’s for the same reason that I can never pass up the abysmally awful film version of Pet Sematary. In spite of their flagrant abuse of artistic licensing, these films are still versions of novels that are near and dear to my awkward little heart. So, of course, when I stumbled upon The Madman’s Daughter, “inspired by H.G. Wells’s classic The Island of Dr. Moreau” and claiming to be “a dark and breathless Gothic thriller,” I pushed my nagging skepticism aside. After all, anything had to be better than Val Kilmer floundering around in the role of Montgomery. Mr. Kilmer, sir – I owe you a sincere apology. Continue reading “The Madman’s Daughter by Megan Shepherd”