Explain this to me.

[logansrogue]

How is a television show about a murderer that mortally wounds a pree-teen boy who is sitting in a pool, who then talks over the phone to a police-officer as he bleeds to death, and then tells the woman with fear that he doesn't want to die, then when the police officer gets to the blood-stained pool finds the boy dead, entertaining? Seriously. How is that entertaining?

I mean, entertainment is getting interested in something and getting some form of amusement out of it, right? HOW can anyone find that AMUSING?!
God, this society is so fucked. I really am going to enjoy the three month break from crime TV that I'll be getting when Mum and Dad go on holiday. I AM SICK OF THIS SHIT.

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[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I love Silence of the Lambs and Red Dragon too. Brilliant, brilliant stuff. Loved the movies too. But the last one with Clarice getting with Hannibal Lecter - that was just fucking stupid. Why do writers fuck up so bad at the end of their works? Even Tolkien phoned it in during the last chapter of Return of the King.

[strangedave.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I agree. The first two were terrific, but Hannibal was so much worse it was hard to believe it was the same writer.

Not only is crime writing and tv filled with third rate Thomas Harris knock-offs, but Thomas Harris now writes third rate Thomas Harris knock-offs *sigh*