I may have mis-remembered the quote, but when I saw today’s coverage of the little bit of snow here, entitled ‘FREEZING BRITAIN’ in my head I heard Kent Brockman from the Simpsons cry ‘A crisis so serious it has its own name and theme music!’
Seriously, is it just that nothing at all has happened in the last week or can we not get the idiots in the news offices to let go of the idea that WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE, FROZEN IN OUR HOMES – these people haven’t even read Adam Roberts’ book THE SNOW which has made me look at the walk from Balham to my flat in new light as one of the characters does it on top of the buildings because of the snowfall…
Quite aside from anything else, I’m betting half of Scandinavia’s laughing at us for the nation collapsing under a bit of cold weather that’s far from the worst it’s ever been here. Now I know they’re not like all my friend Robin, but he’s almost certainly judging us and with some justification on that front.
Bearing in mind that we’re all going to die as the country implodes under the weight of snow, I decided last night was the right one to book tickets for Avatar. Needless to say the wife was delighted to get home from work and be dragged through the icy streets to watch a movie that meant she only got into bed after midnight on a school night. However, I’m glad I did – for a film that was entirely predictable and contained the dumbest name ever (unobtanium, seriously, fire the script editor for thinking that wasn’t a joke by the writer) it was greatly entertaining and looked gorgeous. One of those movies that, like Hero, you’ll feel silly if you watch it for the first time on the small screen. I’m also pleased to see that the great Joe Abercrombie himself (I have to describe him that way, he sells more books than me and Gollancz is a cruel hierarchy) agrees with me on both Star Trek and Avatar – whatever the rest of the world thinks, we’re clearly right.