Dorkgasm Gonzo Is God

            With procedural dramas all the rage on television these days, it is no wonder that someone in Hollywood would want to bring that success to the silver screen. Hire some amazingly attractive actresses, get Al Pacino to star in it, and you should have cinema gold, right? 88 Minutes, however, proves that there is a flaw in this logic, one that someone should really have thought of before going into production.

            When I first picked up Grotesque from my local library, I had no clue that I even wanted it. Truly, my wife decided that it looked like something I would like to read. I had never heard of the author, and by reading the dust jacket I thought that I was in for a slightly more feminist retread of any of the Ringu series by Koji Suzuki. As usual, if I would just calm down a little bit and think, I would not have these botched first impressions. This book is about jealousy, power, sexuality, and cultural differences. This review is about misconceptions and how they almost forced me to stop reading one of the most satisfying books I have read in a long time.