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Bloody Dexter!

Posted in Comedy Genius, Reviews, TV with tags , , on 25/05/2012 by Jen Healey

I know I am about six years behind the rest of the world, but after having recently rented the first three series, I am completely addicted to Dexter!  I’m up to the third episode of the fourth series, which is so far, the funniest.  Supreme black humour.

In usual style I have, of course, ‘Dextered’ my phone – ringtones, notification tones, wallpapers… and I really want to acquire and read the novels.  Yes, yes, I know…

To those of you who are aware of this series but, like me, missed the beginning, I really cannot recommend it highly enough.  How much that counts for is perhaps questionable, but I’m really enjoying it.  Despite the fact that I’m staying up late to watch it and am therefore a bit sleep deprived, I can’t get enough!  I’d always thought that it looked like something I would enjoy when I saw it advertised, but I am not someone who will just pick up with something halfway through, it’s just not in my nature, so starting to watch it on FX (season 6) now is absolutely out of the question because I’d missed the beginning.

I was lamenting the absence of new True Blood episodes to watch, so thought that Dexter would be a good replacement – and, oh boy, is it (he) ever!  Blockbuster stand to make a bit of cash out of me continuing to rent the DVD box-sets.  I really doubt that I’ll be able to resist season five when I return this set!

Should I be worried about being this obsessed with a serial killer?

Not that it is a huge change of pace, as I was fascinated with Jack the Ripper as a teenager, and still prick my ears up when I see a documentary on him now.  Also, I have a small thing about vampires… hmmmm.

I’m sure that once I get to the end of season 5 I’ll be hallucinating and beyond grumpy through lack of sleep, but it’s worth it.  Miami looks disgustingly hot, much better enjoyed from my sofa, like Charlaine Harris’ Bon Temps.


I love America

Posted in Journal, Reviews, Supe-para-natural, TV with tags , on 24/08/2011 by Jen Healey

I’ll begin with saying that I have never been to the USA, but I watch plenty of TV and films that were made there.  Also, I have read a fair amount of books, written by Americans, that are set in America (mostly in Maine courtesy of Mr Stephen King).  I don’t know what it is about the place and the people that I find so interesting and appealing, but I desperately want to visit every single state… one day.

I am not, however, completely blinded by adoration that I am immune to their insipid soppiness and sentimentality, as expertly showcased in the movie I am putting myself through as I type this – Battle: Los Angeles.

It is… awful.  I like guts, guns and aliens as much as the next person who is not a fan of chick-lit or rom-com, sorry but that stuff is rarely tolerable in my humble opinion, but this is just bad!

The line from this movie that will stay with me, for at least a couple of weeks, is “You’re gonna have to be my little Marine”.  This is not a euphemism, it was spoken to a little boy who’d just lost his father.  It was delivered with all the emotion and drama of a vomit-inducing cringe-fest.  Sorry if you disagree, but you don’t have to read this blog post.

Awww no!  The follow-up to that corker of a line was – “You’re the bravest Marine I ever saw”, to the same child.  Bleugh!

You expect some degree of this (very American) icky sentimentality at or near the end of some films, but this one has been relentless!  From the very beginning it has been trying to evoke some kind of emotional response, but has succeeded in only inspiring disgust I’m afraid.  We have been rooting for the aliens to explode every single human cast member from early on.  Even Jim Parrack, who plays the sweet Hoyt Fortenberry in my beloved True Blood, can bring no credibility to the film and is on our list for a good splattering by the aliens.

Hubby says he’s ‘had more enjoyable sessions of constipation’.  I agree.  It was an hour and forty-six minutes of my life we will never get back.  But then, we didn’t have to watch it.  We certainly won’t be watching it again.

On the plus side, the other dvd we rented from Blockbusters was Insidious, which was much better and is certainly worth a watch.  It was decent.

(Images pinched from Google)

I’m back!

Posted in Comedy Genius, Journal with tags , , on 07/08/2011 by Jen Healey

Thanks to having a catalogue account, I’m using the cutest, teeny-tiny wee little netbook to write this blog.  It works for hours longer than the poor, over-worked laptop that my hubby bought me years ago, which will now cut out and turn itself off after half an hour.  That, understandably, did not lend itself to my blogging, which takes quite a bit longer than half an hour, usually.  So now I am able to lounge comfortably on the sofa and easily balance my sweet little compooter with gay abandon for as long as I need to.  Hurrah!

I’m hoping that this is going to help me post here more often, as I have really missed writing this blog in the time I have ‘been away’.  God! – that makes me sound like I’ve been in prison!  Actually, that’s not that far off the truth in a way, I’ve been at work!


There is much catching up to be done here, but that will have to wait, as my hubby found this little homage to true blood that I have to share with y’all –



See you back here soon x


Posted in Books, Journal with tags , , , on 05/05/2011 by Jen Healey

Today was much better at work, I felt a lot more at ease and competent.  It may have been due to the fact that I got out of the office and did a home visit on my own and have gotten stuck in a bit more.  It is also good to know that I am booked on some training now too, to refresh myself on some clinical skills, which will be another useful exercise to fuel my motivation for my job.  Which always helps. 

Also, I have come home today in a good mood, which is another first this week.  Embarrassingly I have been sulking and feeling a little sad to be back at work, exacerbated by nerves I’m sure, but today I got up feeling more positive and it has stuck all day!  It probably helped to talk things out with my hubby, and the fact that I submitted a form to reduce my hours to 30 a week may also be a contributing factor to my current outlook. 

Another change that I have undergone today was smaller, a bit more trivial and prompted by a comment from my good friend Rachel.  We were chatting about books at my desk this afternoon, briefly, as she had received the latest book in the Sookie Stackhouse Southern Vampire Mysteries series (book 11) yesterday.  I commented that I read much slower than I’d like and I’m struggling to read The House at Riverton by Kate Morton, for the book club I missed last night.  Rachel said, ‘if it’s not grabbed you why bother?  Life’s too short’, not exactly verbatim, but along those lines.  I carried on saying that I’m stubborn and very rarely give up on anything once I’ve started it.  But, on my return home, I pulled out my bookmark and will be relisting it on my little amazon bookstore.  Instead I’m going to read The Passage by Justin Cronin, then Rachel will be lending me Dead Reckoning by Charlaine Harris, whilst she reads my copy of Mr Darcy Vampyre.  I like reading vampire fiction, that’s that.  I wasn’t feeling The House at Riverton, I was un-gripped, so there it is.  I’ll not bother wasting what little time I have, my to-read pile is too big to spend time trudging through something I’m not in the mood to read.  Maybe I’ll pick it up another time.

How much longer do I have to wait?!

Posted in TV with tags , , on 25/04/2011 by Jen Healey

I am enjoying watching the first season of True Blood again, but I’ll admit to being impatient for the fourth series.  Even more so now that I saw this via Twitter today…

Oh it looks really good!

Best series ever!

Posted in TV with tags , , on 01/04/2011 by Jen Healey

Just watched the series finale of season 3 of True Blood… WOW!  Loved it!  But I can’t believe I have to wait until next year for the next series though 😦 

That SUCKS, please pardon the pun, but it does.  I will be watching all three seasons again, from the beginning, on FX from 19th April.  If you’ve not dipped your toe yet, I couldn’t recommend it enough! 

Hurrah for the Southern Vampire series of books and the (very different but very good) tv series, they’re great! 

Mummy’s morning

Posted in Books, Comedy Genius, Journal, TV with tags , , , on 18/03/2011 by Jen Healey

After my hectic dashing around yesterday morning, getting little people ready in time for school and my trip to the dentist, courtesy of my sister and Charmayne (thanks guys, although I did have Kate Bush in my head for the rest of the day!), it was nice to have a fellow mummy round this morning with her 4 week old baby girl for a nice chat with chocolate cupcakes and coffee (decaf, of course).  It wasn’t much of a play-date for my little lordship, as he’s nearly 7 months old and his little lady friend was asleep for the duration of the visit, but it was nice to just sit and have a grown up conversation with someone who is very much in the same stage of life as I am.  She does have 3 children to my 2, but I think we have a pretty good understanding of each others’ lives, as neither of us has the time or disposable income to be wearing designer clothes only once and shopping at M&S for our groceries.  Living proof that children are expensive, but priceless. 

She is, however, the only one of my friends who is yet to read the Twilight saga, therefore she currently has a copy of mine ready for when she has the time and inclination to visit Forks.  I hope she won’t be disappointed.  If that’s even possible!  Although, my all-time favourite author doesn’t seem to be very enamoured with Stephenie Meyer’s books… 

Hilarious!  I don’t know if it’s genuine, but I don’t care it’s funny.  I do dearly love the Twilight saga, but it’s nowhere near in the same league as the great Stephen King, sorry, not even close.  He is a far more accomplished and prolific writer of many more wonderful books than Stephenie Meyer is ever likely to be.  Fans of whom should really not be so precious about that.  Enjoy reading what you do, guilty pleasure or literary masterpiece, does it matter what anyone else thinks?  Really? 

If it makes you smile, or holds your attention in any way, that’s a good book surely?  Even if only a handful of people think so.  For myself I can’t stand any more of that mis-lit crap, I read a few and thought to myself, the world is full of cruelty and people behaving grossly towards each other, why would I want to read about it?  It is for that same reason I refuse to watch any type of soap opera or Jeremy Kyle chat-show, it’s everywhere you look in reality, why saturate yourself in it in your leisure time?  But, I do understand the lure of them for some and wouldn’t think any less of someone who loves their Eastenders or whatever, like I do with my True Blood.  I’d just rather laugh or indulge in a bit of supernatural fantasy than ‘real-life’ things, as my mother-in-law puts it “it’s not real”, which is kind-of the point.  That’s just me.  It’s these differences that make conversations interesting, understanding the perspective of another person, that is something else to enjoy I think, not be frustrated by. 

But differences in your music collections… they are a different story!  😉 

Here’s the Kate Bush right back at you, Noel Fielding style…

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