Finished reading Corduroy Mansions to my wife last night. A book Douglas Adams might have described as “mostly harmless.” Light, frothy entertainment. We’re going to switch gears and read Avoid Boring People by James Watson (of Watson and Crick, discoverers of the structure of DNA). I also posted my review of Karin Slaughter’s Broken at Onyx Reviews last night.
The “origin” story on The Big Bang Theory was pretty funny. We got to see the first time Leonard met Sheldon, how the rules of the apartment were set, and what happened to the elevator.
The season finale of Castle was good, too. Another appearance by the poker-playing writers, which set up a couple of James Patterson jokes, one delivered by himself. When Castle’s mother relayed a message that Patterson was going to be late for the game, Castle quips that he’s probably using the time to write another book. Later, at the game, Patterson chides Castle. “Really, Ricky?” he says. “Just one book a year?” Cannell and Connelly help Castle crack the case. They had a lot of fun with the spy gimmick. I especially liked Hans Brauer (Darby on Sons of Anarchy) as the supposedly hard-assed covert agent who folded like a little kid once he discovered This is Not a Game. Then there were all the thematic statements late in the show about how people were focusing on “the game” without taking the players into consideration, talking of course about Beckett and Castle. Though I projected what was going to happen in the final minutes (I didn’t guess who the other woman would be, but I knew there would be one), it was still a rewarding payoff. Beckett dumped her boyfriend and then got blindsided a few minutes later.
And then there was House, which went where the show didn’t ever dare go before–putting House and Cuddy together, professing their love for each other. It’s been a long time coming, but what will it mean for the show next season. And is 13 going away? I hope not–she’s one of the most interesting characters on the show.
