The Month in Media: May
Ah, May. You have given us the shitiest of shite weather, with a smattering of occasional double digits of temperature and for me, personally, a desperate need to go on holiday.
It’s that time of year. Where you insist on wearing your Birkenstocks even though your toes will be shivering and they’ll probably end up submerged in a muddy puddle on a grumpy family ramble on a Sunday, or you’ll be forced to eat an Ice Cream on a beach with gale-force hurricane winds ripping through the greying 1960s architecture.
And when the weather is just like that, when is grizzly outside and you’re wishing for beautiful clear blue skies, what better than to do than curl up on your sofa with your new favourite film, tv, album or book?
Yes, this is my media picks for May.
The boxsets I’ve been bingeing. The films I’ve been watching. The music I’ve been listening to on repeat. So go forth, lovelies, and get yourself immersed! (No spoilers ahead!)
Line of Duty
Feels like I’m quite late on this one, as everyone in the dining room at work is always chatting about it (with me with my hands over my ears shouting ‘NO SPOILERS!’) and it’s all over the screen. But I have binged almost all of it over the past month and let me tell you, it’s bloody amazing. From Sgt. Hastings’ sarcastic and sassy iconic remarks (‘got you a pint of that cats piss you young fellas drink’ being amongst my favourite) to the gripping and binge-worthy storyline that keeps on twisting and turning at every point. Well worth a watch if you need a new drama to keep you going. One of the only series where I can’t actually guess the ending- Mercurio, you are a genius.
PS. Here’s an article with analysis of Hastings’ speech for anyone who was wondering (including how many times he says ‘Mother of God’ and ‘fella’) - I know you all were… and here’s the best new track to drop this side of 2000- titled ‘One Thing’ by Ted ‘like the battle’ Hastings.
Game of Thrones
Dun dun, dun dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun…
Ah yes. It has come to an end, an end which not many people agree with. I could go into an in-depth analysis on why the ending did and didn’t work but that’s not what I’m here for. The action and battle sequences were amazing for the past seasons, as were the plots (up until recently…). It lives up to all the hype around it and if you are one of the 1% of people who haven’t actually seen it, start watching now!
Logic’s first novel reads like a 14 year old boy wrote it, which is quite the feat, considering how gifted he is lyrically. I love him as a rapper but unfortunately his book didn’t land right with me. I’ve quoted a Goodreads review which can be found here by Emily Colkitt which completely sums it up for me.
‘The back cover describes Supermarket as a "darkly funny psychological thriller," but it's really more of a psychological comedy than anything. The book follows the life of Flynnagin E. Montgomery, aka Flynn, a 20-something-year-old, recently-dumped, aspiring writer with some serious mental health issues. In order to kickstart his writing career and make some steady money, he takes a job at a local supermarket, where he falls in love with a cute coworker named Mia, befriends Tyler Durden 2.0, and rapidly loses his grip on reality
Honestly, the book felt like it was written by a crude-mouthed high-schooler. Which makes sense, given that Hall never graduated high school. There's far too many commas and sentence fragments for a smooth flow. The prose is riddled with cliches and attempts at being cutesy. The characters use each others' names every other sentence. There are hahaha's, ummm's, nah's, etc., as if the exchanges are text conversations rather than dialogue. The amount of ALL-CAPS, exclamation marks!!, reaaaallyyyy drawn out worrrrrds, and other flamboyancies make the prose downright exhausting on the eyes. One Amazon reviewer writes, "I was really blown away with how well written it is," and I'm sorry, but reviews like these are objectively wrong.
Unfortunately, overlooking the prose to the actual meat of the story proves equally grim. The plot starts off with a decent push but rapidly loses momentum, petering off into fragmented episodes interrupted by frequent internal monologues. The twists are so heavily foreshadowed that it feels like the author is ribbing you every chapter and whispering, "Get it? Huh? Do you see it yet? See what I did there?" The "big reveal" was so obvious from the outset that Hall had me convinced I was missing something. I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, but it never did.’
So there you have it. I did stick it out to the end, but only because I felt like I had too. Also, his way of writing about women is way to derogative. The amount of times he described women as ‘hot’ or ‘fit’ is not exactly something I’d like children to be thinking is okay.
So, now onto the accompanying album, and I have a completely opposite review to give. Logic is an incredibly gifted songwriter and lyricist who is able to convey a story throughout his songs. The album, unfortunately, did not match up to the book; it was described as the accompanying album yet nowhere could I find any links between the two. The album was well-written, addictive and overall a fantastic listen. Personal favourites include ‘Lemon Drop’ (although it did sound like the Red Hot Chilli Peppers completely), ‘I love you forever’ (the lyrics on this one are incredibly sweet and sum up what it’s like to feel insecure in yourself in a relationship) and ‘Supermarket’ itself.
Ah, it’s that time of year. Eurovision is like Christmas in my household, with Nata and I sitting down to it every year since we met and getting very merry with wine and gin and screaming at the TV becomes acceptable, neigh, encouraged.
My personal highlights included Denmark (my all-time favourite of a Eurovision performance which I know is a controversial opinion but hey ho I loved her).
Also Graham Norton’s commentary is legendary as always; check out his best bits here.
Didn’t rate Madonna’s performance as much as I was expecting too, maybe that’s because she’s Madonna, she’s spent her whole life and career shocking audiences and there’s nothing she can do next?
Also, the mash-up between winners and runners-up from years gone by was awesome! (Cut to me and Nata dancing round the TV in the flat wine-drunk)
And so that’s it, dear readers! Will be doing a separate book review soon for Daisy Jones and the Six, hence why it wasn’t covered.