A young woman prepares for the biggest role of her career. She is lonely and scared, but what does it matter? She has the power of suggestion to guide her through. Someone comes to visit: her words are ominous, and she seems to change the trajectory of the known universe with just one look. The numbers four and seven are haunted, something unspeakable moves behind the scenes, and the entire film seems doomed from the start. Somewhere new, a hypnotist wreaks havoc. Our protagonist doesn’t know it yet, but she will. Story and reality blend into one. Cameras and TVs move in and out of shot, Lynch constantly reminding us that we are the audience. Until he stops. The lines blur and she crosses a threshold; we go with her. Nobody is holding our hands anymore. All hell breaks loose, in and out of seedy alleyways and loveless living rooms. A young woman is in trouble. Who will help her? Not her predestined no good husband, or the strange friends who dance in and out of shot. And certainly...
What can I say - I was so intrigued by the concept of Quentin Tarantino writing a novel that I had to pick up his novelisation of the film Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. Not entirely sure why I was surprised that a world-renowned screenwriter would be able to expertly craft a book, but I was! And yes - that is my confession that this was a 4 star read for me. I have never watched the film, but that did not matter at all. This delves deeply into many of his characters, and takes a meandering journey through Hollywood in the sixties, complete with: fascinating film knowledge, a creative cast of characters, and a reading experience that for some reason reminds me of eating a good meal. Would recommend! I was much more optimistic about Mary Oliver's Dream Work , because BookTube icon uncarley recommended it, and rightly so! If Once Upon a Time in Hollywood was a good meal, Dream Work was a waterfall on a lush mountainside. Every poem was richly gorgeous, with ruminations on natu...