on comparative literature
Oct. 3rd, 2002 08:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
iceinyourmusic"How many of you are in the university science fiction club?" he asked. "Anyway, I just wanted to advertise the movie night we're having on Saturday. Underwater killer nazi zombies, so it's bound to be good." And he used the word "spoiler", today. Which is. I've never been much of a sci-fi or fantasy girl as such - Buffy and Auerbach's Our Vampires, Ourselves is really as far as it goes - but somehow my half-identity as a fandom girl in general is enough to make me feel so very at home on these lectures. I know where you're coming from, guys, even if members of a boyband doing each other mostly comes before the technical appreciaton of underwater zombies in my definition of it.
Also, I hate how hearing a book analyzed always makes me want to read it. Because, LotR? No. I'm not going there. I don't care how easily available any given wonderful interpretation of it is. I don't care how I could see all these things all for myself. Really. I don't. Really.
[Edited only to say that, what's really amazing, I don't usually sound like a 14-year-old when I talk to myself in my own head.]
Also, I hate how hearing a book analyzed always makes me want to read it. Because, LotR? No. I'm not going there. I don't care how easily available any given wonderful interpretation of it is. I don't care how I could see all these things all for myself. Really. I don't. Really.
[Edited only to say that, what's really amazing, I don't usually sound like a 14-year-old when I talk to myself in my own head.]
