Last week, I was felled by food poisoning from my favorite restaurant in Sunnyvale. I am hopeful that it was bad shrimp (which can happen to any kitchen) and not poor food-handling. However, we threw out our leftover lamb and pumpkin, just in case. So this will be a shorter food post.
I tried to savor it as long as I could, but I finished Stieg Larsson's The Girl who Played with Fire. It's a very taut kickass thriller and escapist fun. I liked it even better than The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. I am bereft until The Girl who Kicked the Hornets' Nest is released in May.....unless I can get a copy from the UK before then!!! Very tragic story about Larsson and his partner of 30 years, Eva Gabrielsson. Check it out, if you love the books.
I saw Sherlock Holmes at the movies yesterday. It was fun and entertaining, and yet, NOT Sherlock Holmes. Even though I think very highly of Robert Downey Jr. as an actor, I was never convinced that he was Holmes. Or that beautiful Jude Law was Dr. Watson. Holmes will forever be embodied by the late, great Jeremy Brett. When I watched Brett on screen, he brought Doyle's pages to life. Rachel McAdams was feisty and less problematic as Irene Adler. (probably because I had only seen Scandal in Bohemia once and was less invested in her as a character. Unless you count Kim Dickens as Gloria Sullivan in the much under-appreciated 1998 film, Zero Effect. If you haven't seen it, rent it!) Overall, the cast of Sherlock Holmes is good, but the modern reinvention is not as good as its performers. Another Guy Ritchie film that's worth a matinée though.
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