But the sequel (Gump & Co) is kind of hilarious, in an awful way; like HANNIBAL, it’s the original author deciding to make the followup as unfilmable as possible.

The book really was just the worst.

“Perhaps because RPO isn’t written specifically for (and consumed by) a largely female audience?”

Oh, no, that little shit-weasel stalker, Wade, from the book RPO is the worst part of the book, and probably the movie. But a lot of people know that.

I obviously DNF’d this way too early. :)

I watch a lot of real housewives of whatever/wherever and this has lead me to believe that no one really knows how much or little money someone else has until “the word on the street”* is that they’re about to be foreclosed upon.

The only thing I have to offer that is tangentially related is just don’t make life difficult for the server by arguing over which one of you gets the bill.

Oh, crap, I read Jamie Farr.

Oh, you sweet summer child. Bunnies are total assholes! I have four of these adorable jagoffs.

The book is amazingly cute. Highly recommended for parents who want to let their children know they’ll love them, differences and all, and want to raise non-assholes.

I’m not making any particular point, just something that this reminded me of, so take it as you wish.

The name is a gift from God. Literally.

For me the “I can’t deflower a virgin” being the line he won’t cross was the deal breaker.

(Joan Cusack, on the other hand, remains consistently a gem.)

“Only one did we turn off, Gerald’s Game, and mostly because it just seemed like a misogynistic torture fantasy turned into a movie.”

I had a similar reaction to The Giving Tree as a kid—that boy was a spoiled brat who used and left the tree over and over, finally SITTING ON THE STUMP!

Yeah, there was supposed to be a point where people turned on Walt, as he became ever increasingly more evil, but a lot of people never got there.