As some of you are aware, I’ve been lucky enough to have some extended time off this year, which inevitably means that I’ve been reading like the dedicated bookworm that I am. I’m likely to read as many books by the end of June as I’ve read in an entire year (during a lean year, anyway), and I’ve loved every minute. It’s been a couple of months since I last captured what I’ve thought of this mountain of material, so I wanted to do another recap – although I have had the time to be much, much better about logging reviews and ratings on my LibraryThing, which is increasingly becoming my main platform for all book-related activity.

Book cover: Sixty-One Nails - Mike ShevdonWhen Niall has a heart attack mid-commute, he is rescued by Blackbird, a little old lady who is demonstrably more than she appears. She introduces him to the Feyre and none-too-gently informs him that he is part-Fey – and consequently on the Untainted’s death list.

Niall must master his talents, dodge his pursuers, help Blackbird stop the barrier keeping the wraithkin at bay from crumbling, and earn the protection of a Feyre Court if he and his daughter are to have any sort of future…

A quick flit through my first quarter of reading, before I forget the details. It’s been a book-heavy year, with lots of opportunities to get some quality reading time in during the Christmas break in Australia and my boy’s month-long absence in India (not to mention my time off in March). I’ve put this to good use and read like the bookworm I am, devouring 20 books to date – most of them fresh reads rather than old favourites.

Another year, another crop of books read and films watched. It’s been a bumper year in books – 60 completed, and 2 more weighty tomes mostly-completed before being abandoned in disgust (well, that makes the Worst Of The Year easy). Movies have been pretty typical (12, plus the cinema presentation of the NT Frankenstein), and very typically front-loaded. Autumns are not about cinema, apparently. Again, being frugal in going means we don’t see things we don’t want to, so a high satisfaction index for the year.

We settled in for a quiet Friday night (post Thanksgiving festivities) with a crackling fire and a pair of small movies we thought would be interesting.

Uncertainty is a 4 year old Joe Gordon-Levitt outing, low budget, largely improv dialogue, about the decisions a couple take on 4th July in New York. The comparison to Sliding Doors is inevitable, but they choose chance, flipping a coin to decide whether to attend a family dinner or a friend’s party.

The film divides, following each option (handily colour coded for easy reference), with one thread following the quiet drama of Kate’s (John Carter‘s Lynn Collins) family as she tries to decide whether to keep her baby, and the other becoming a paranoid thriller after the couple pick up a cell phone in a taxi.

I’m going to spoil here, so stop reading if you’re curious in JGL’s back catalogue.

I like to say that I don’t watch much tv. It’s true as far as it goes: I get very excited about my annual fix of Sherlock and Doctor Who (yes, I enjoy Moffat), but otherwise tend to watch the odd satirical news quiz and movies. And every now and again I indulge in some high production value US series on DVD, and wonder why it’s taken me so long.

So, here's an experiment: watch along with the reptile.

If you haven't seen The Cabin in the Woods and you do want to, best not to go any further as I'm just going to react as I go. Yes, this is partially about reducing the jumps given my boy is on the other side of the world. This is why I'm watching Cabin and not going to go see The Shining (tempting, but I'm stupid, not crazy).

So without further ado…

I think the real problem with This Means War is that I know it’s terrible, but I still can’t resist the outrageous levels of charm exuded by its three stars (Chris Pine, Tom Hardy, Reese Witherspoon).