George reviews Slaughterhouse Five



So it goes……..

I watched a band called Slaughterhouse Five in the very early 90s. I don’t think the cane to much.

The next time I heard of this was coming across it in a book store in Wolverhampton a year or so later. I flicked through the book but chose not to buy.

It was only coming across this as an ‘on offer’ audiobook that I picked it up.

First published in 1969, the book revolves around the flitting mind of Billy Pilgrim and his thoughts and observations.

Having served in WW2, Pilgrim was a prisoner of war who was housed in Slaughterhouse Five in Dresden at the time it was bombed.

The story moves from war time to present and back again with frequent stops at a 4th dimension planet called Trolfamador after being abducted by aliens 👽. Yeah.

As I said. It moves all over and although the book makes some good observations about a generation sick of conflict, I didn’t feel it was going anywhere.

Maybe I just didn’t ‘get it’ but it seems to ramble along coming to a conclusion but I just wasn’t engaged.

A hard one to recommend. It’s fairly short which is a good thing I suppose.

It’s the only book by Vonnegut I’ve read and it doesn’t have me off looking for more.

George is 9 (months).

The story so far….

George is 9 months now. He is in between dog courses, bronze – silver, and has been given a little time of training and lessons.

This worked alongside us going on holiday for a couple of weeks, leaving George with a dog sitter.

This was interesting to see how he handled being left.

Previously, the longest he’d been left was a weekend when he was about 5 months and he came back feral!

When we picked him back up he was very pleased. Very pleased.

I am guessing that remaining in a structured, dog-centric household had a positive impact on George and he came back a lot more under control.

He is still lovely and lively with it.

He’s 18kg so bang on target for age & weight.

He is being fed right at the top end of what a medium dog at his age should be having but he’s not got an ounce of fat on him – he’s in great condition.

We are looking to get him back to school over the next couple of weeks so, hopefully, some updates to follow.

George reviews Fight Club

It’s all in your head…..

Ah. Fight Club.

Loved this movie.

It initially felt like a masculine blood rush, similar to watching a Rocky film but then turned into something far cleverer.

The book is a slightly different kettle of fish.

Chuck Palahniuk writes a story of mental illness manifesting is an individual bringing down society.

The film replicates much of this, indeed matching a lot of the narration (which makes more sense in the book) of the film and expanding on it.

The main character, whose name you never know, starts of by taking us through the drudgery of his life, the rut of existence he has fallen into and how depressing it all is.

You will likely see a lot of parallels in this character to your own life and this may well have you take a second look at what you deem important from now on.

Struggling with insomnia, the main character ‘Cornelius’ ( a name badge the main character wears at a support group in the movie) meets a male, Tyler Durden, who shows him a different life. A life free of all things he finds of value at this time. Tyler shows Cornelius a new life that makes him better, stronger, freer and one where he knows himself.

Things spiral out of control fairly quickly and the introduction of Marla Fisher, another support group follower, makes things tougher.

Tyler has Cornelius involved is many subversive actions staged to fight back against all that is wrong in the world and, at first, Cornelius is a willing participant being show a world away from his dull life. But soon, Cornelius finds Tyler taking over his life and when he realises the scale to which this has taken place, it is almost too late.

Trying to wrestle back control whilst trying to avert disaster elsewhere, the story sets up a grandstand finish.

This ending is told slightly differently in the movie to the book but, ultimately, brings up the same points.

I would say i preferred the movie to the book. Not that the book is poor, far from it, but the movie, the visual spectacle of everything taking place, is just better.

This may having something to do with the actors in the film giving a great show but, reading the book afterwards, i put the same actor in the same role and it just doesn’t play out as well for me.

A good story, a great film.