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American Gods Compared to the Book So Far (Episodes 1-5)

American Gods - Season 1

It’s upon writing this that I realize we’re a little over half way through the first season.  After Game of Thrones set the standard for book adaptations with a breakneck pace through its source content, I’m startled at how casually they’re moving in American Gods. We’re five out of eight episodes in, and haven’t covered even a third of the book yet. This is not a bad thing.

The first few episodes were practically page-to-screen adaptations, right down to the dialogue. Occasionally, this didn’t work so well, particularly in the first episode. Neil Gaiman writes sprawling, storytelling dialogue. To fit this into a typical scene on television, Wednesday talked so fast I barely grasped what he was saying. My non-reader boyfriend was spinning trying to keep up, and I had to translate based on my recent re-read. Luckily, it appears this was only a symptom of the first episode, as they’ve toned the ranting down considerably in following episodes.

Since Laura’s big reveal, they’ve diverged quite a bit from the books. Some for the better, some for the worse.


Waiter to the Rich and Shameless, by Paul Hartford

Waiter to the Rich and Shameless – Confessions of a Five-Star Beverly Hills Server is a fun tell-all from a server that’s worked to the top of the serving world. The Cricket Room is as fine of dining as it gets. A safe haven from fans and paparazzi, celebrities flock to these tables to let their hair down and spend as much for dinner as you make in a year. For a career waiter, this is the holy grail. Paul sheds his rocker clothes and exchanges his ponytail for polished crystal and ironed table clothes. He chronicles his rise in the ranks, and dishes the dirty secrets of celebrities and their dining habits.

Think of your favorite American celebrity – he’s waited on them. Ever wondered how Donald Trump tips? How about Johnny Depp? Paul Hartford is happy to tell you.


Assassin’s Fate is the Definitive Ending You’ve Been Waiting For

I’m suffering from the mother of all book hangovers, and Robin Hobb is to blame. Assassin’s Fate is here to destroy your ability to read another book for months.

Assassin's Fate, by Robin Hobb

A lot of people say they grew up with Harry Potter. I get to say that I grew up with FitzChivalry Farseer, and it’s made me every bit as snooty as that sounds.

We were boys together, when Fitz first met the Fool and Nighteyes. We shared our first rocky relationships. When Hobb came back to Fitz for a second trilogy, we were both grown ups, seeing the world with matured eyes.

Fool’s Fate felt like it wanted to be the ending for the series, but there was something missing.  We weren’t quite there yet. Hobb must have agreed. After leaving The Realm of the Elderlings to write The Soldier Son Trilogy, she returned to write seven more novels.

After more than twenty years and seventeen books since we met Fitz, I can say that we have finally reached a solid conclusion.


Passengers is a Psychological Thriller That Lost Itself in a Rom-Com

I watched PASSENGERS last night.

There was so much hoopla for the script when it was in development hell. The writer, Jon Spaihts, penned the original script for Prometheus. It was later rewritten by Damon Lindelof. Of course, Alien fans blamed Lindelof for their disappointment and pointed to the script for Passengers as proof that Jon Spaihts would have done a better job.

I’m not getting that. Mostly, I’m feeling what those Alien fans felt when they saw Prometheus: this is one of the most disappointing films I’ve seen in years.

Here be spoilers!


420 in Colorado is… not my favorite

4/20 used to be a day that Coloradans reflected on the tragedy at Columbine High, while a couple of outcasts in the corner whispered about a smokeout at the university in Boulder.

I miss those quiet days.

This is my first time living and working in Denver for 420, and it… wasn’t my favorite.