As we get older and more curmudgeonly, our reading tastes get more and more heart-warming, and we’re less and less sympathetic to stupidity as a method to drive plot in books. Actually, #1 always only wanted to read happy books, but #2 is coming around that way too. Life is like totes too hard and stuff.
Here’s a transcript.
#1: I don’t think I want to go to Romeo and Juliet.
#2: That one always annoyed me how once sentence of communication could have averted the whole tragedy. JUST TALK! The poison is FAKE! She’s NOT DEAD!
#1: Yeah, there’s that great line in Bells Are Ringing where Judy Holliday says, “Hello, this is Verona phone, to avoid getting married to other fellow, am playing dead, Friar Lawrence gave me a great big sleeping pill…. if they’d had answering services back then then those two kids would be alive today!”
#2: I have less and less patience, these days, for plots that depend on the characters failing to tell each other one key, simple thing that could avert all trouble. Sigh.
#1: Yes, though I still don’t mind them when, “hilarious antics ensue.” Especially when they try to tell each other things but the things are misunderstood or they think the other person can hear etc. Though I don’t like the one where the person is all, “I love you… but if you don’t love me just pretend you didn’t get this message,” and then the person doesn’t actually get the message. But then hilarious antics don’t ensue.
#2: JUST TALK. I’m so old and crotchety. SO DUMB. JUST COMMUNICATE FFS!
#1: I like slapstick comedies still. I like Shakespeare comedies. If Romeo and Juliet had been a comedy instead of a tragedy, I wouldn’t have minded! But see, then someone would have communicated.
#2: could be better that way….hmm….
#1: “No no, Romeo, it’s not real! Stop!” Also the the whole, “he’s dead I must kill myself right now” thing. Kind of dumb.
#2: I can kinda get that, but why not VERIFY before killing oneself? I can understand wanting to kill oneself but you better be sure the person is REALLY dead before you try to join em!
#1: Yeah, you at least have to go to the funeral first. How about ,”She’s dead… I will need therapy and then I will devote my life to ending gang violence and forced marriages so that others will not share similar fates.”
#2: I blame the monk guy with the poison, who didn’t tell anyone. Dorkus.
#1: Yah. It’s a dumb show that could very easily have been a comedy. I also wish Tosca had had a happy ending, but the deaths in that one were just bad timing and purposeful lying by the bad guy, not miscommunication. Sniffle. She really thought the bullets were fake. And then he didn’t get up. And then the soldiers found the body of the guy she killed and ran her off the ramparts. Waaah. If she’d just been able to wait a day, Napoleon’s army would have liberated her and her lover and given her a medal for killing the evil rapist baron. Poor Tosca.
#2: I know, right. One effing day.
#1: But none of that was bad communication, just bad luck. Still, it would have been awesome. Actually, I guess her leading the bad guys to his hiding place was poor communication. He should have trusted Tosca. She should have trusted him.
#2: If we were in charge of the world… I get less and less joy from angsty drama as I get older. Man, I like ESCAPIST fiction!
#1: I love Georgette Heyer. Though the last two books I read weren’t that great. It was funny reading Patch and Powder, because it’s obviously an early work (whether it actually is or not– I didn’t check) the hero and heroine are SO DUMB. And they don’t tell each other what they really feel, and she wants him to be more masterful and ignore her “nos.”
#1: Yeah, suuuper dumb. But while reading it I was happy to make the mental note that in later Heyer novels, couples like that are the comic relief that the real hero and heroine get exasperated with their stupid antics. They’re just side stories. Sadly I’m running low on Heyer on my Kindle– I’m left reading LM Montgomery short stories!
Do you like to read depressing books? Have your tastes changed as you get older? #2 used to love Soooper Angsty books in high school, like Russian-levels of angst. Do you have any good heart-warming fluff to recommend?