First of all, I have a new favourite search string, namely “german tv show of trailer park trash people”. I suspect that whoever googled that was looking for the German reality TV show Die Ludolfs – Vier Brüder auf’m Schrottplatz about four scruffy brothers (one of whom has since died) and their life’s work, running the family junkyard. It’s the usual voyeurism you would expect from a show like that.
Talking of television, Slate has an article about how HBO revolutionized television with their patented brand of “quality drama”. My thoughts on this subject are well known.
A few days ago, I posted about the irrational American aversion towards the passive voice. Now Juliette Wade tackles the German stylistic obsession, namely a fear of repeating words and asks when it is all right or even desirable to repeat a word.
This review for a new romantic suspense novel made me laugh for all the wrong reasons. The plot itself actually sounds okay. However, the hero is one of those Greek billionaires that are ubiquitous in contemporary romances, particularly of the category variety. Which wouldn’t be a problem in itself, even though Greek tycoons have never done it for me. However, it’s the hero’s name that’s the problem. Because the hero is called – wait for it – Davros. Right, because this guy is the picture you want to have in your mind during a particularly hot sex scene.
The British Fantasy Awards have been given out last weekend. Looking at the list of winners, I wonder if British horror awards wouldn’t be a better name this award.
The German TV Awards have been given out as well and once again I haven’t watched a single one of the winning programs except for the Eurovision Song Contest (partly) and the literature program Druckfrisch, of which I am a big fan.