Macbeth with hamburgers. Oy!
I like the idea of this movie very much. And I liked the second half, after Christopher Walken shows up, much more than the first. But the first half dragged enough that I can’t really recommend Scotland, PA as anything more than a curiosity. It wasn’t funny enough, or dramatic enough, but got caught somewhere in the middle like a failed Coen brothers movie.
Makes me think twice about my King Lear as a NY real estate tycoon idea.
And it might actually be pretty good. Avender in America, a Memoir. In which the Hero of the Stoneways wakes up on an operating table in Pittsburgh.
Huh?
It’s sad and sweet and funny, a celebration of the genre.
I think I’m going to dedicate it to a bookstore and a book.
The signing went well. If we’d remembered to bring our paintball guns we could have had a Traditional Fantasy vs Urban Fantasy knockdown. The way the tables were set up Barbara Campbell, Joshua Palmatier, and I were on one side of the store entrance; Jackie Kessler, Laura Anne Gilman, and Anton Strout were on the other. Although it diminished my ability to chat with the enemy even under flag of truce, it probably wasn’t a bad marketing call. I wonder if the store did it deliberately.
We were our usual obnoxious selves, grabbing passersby and demanding they listen to our spiel. We even sold some books.