Thursday, April 14, 2022

At War with the Ants

At War with the Ants poster
 Here's a blast from the past. 

A screenplay which I wrote in 2010 was subsequently filmed by our local community college, BPCC. And now, barely 12 years later, there's a trailer up on Youtube. If you're curious, it's called At War with the Ants

Check it out.

And I guess, just in case you're so wowed by the trailer, that you'd like to see the whole movie, Go Here to buy.

Wednesday, March 30, 2022

Review: King Maybe

King Maybe cover
 I always like a rogue, so the Junior Bender mysteries are catnip tp me. He's a burglar
who constantly finds himself burgling for other crooks, the incentive being that they won't kill him. And those are the ones he's friendly with. And unfortunately for him, their motives for hiring him are not always apparent. So he always has to keep one step ahead of ...well, everybody.

     In this installment, we start right in the middle of a burglary. Which is a setup. Which results in his being chased by pro killers. And leads to another burglary--which is also a setup. And leads to another...well, a Junior Bender mystery usually winds up miles from where it started, with Junior up against the clock to wrap up all the subplots by the last page.

    Luckily, Junior has accumulated a wonderful cast of supporting characters by now, from Lost Louie to Stinky the fence to his teen-age daughter to his mysterious main squeeze. They give Tim Hallinan lots of room for witty banter and ethical musings.

     I will say that this one was a little bloodier than I like, but that shouldn't ruin your reading. It certainly won't ruin mine. I'm queuing up Junior's next adventure.

Tuesday, March 29, 2022

Friday, March 18, 2022

Umberto Eco

eco at desk
 

“Until then I had thought each book spoke of the things, human or divine, that lie outside books. Now I realized that not infrequently books speak of books: it is as if they spoke among themselves. In the light of this reflection, the library seemed all the more disturbing to me. It was then the place of a long, centuries-old murmuring, an imperceptible dialogue between one parchment and another, a living thing, a receptacle of powers not to be ruled by a human mind, a treasure of secrets emanated by many minds, surviving the death of those who had produced them or had been their conveyors.”

― Umberto Eco