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Big Ol' Trashy Books, Post #6
Apr. 16th, 2023 08:04 pm(State of me: exhausted but here.)
Anyway! So, a few weeks months time has no meaning ago, it was announced that UK Disney+ (sidebar: what???) was in production with an adaptation of Jilly Cooper's 1980s British bestseller Rivals. The synopsis, per the Wikipedia article I've linked, says this: Set in the fictional English county of Rutshire, Rupert Campbell-Black (Alex Hassell) and Lord Tony Baddingham (David Tennant) have a rivalry that seeps into the world of Corinium television station.
Apparently, "Rutshire" should be a clue to the excessively randy behavior of all and sundry in the multi-book series Cooper wrote.
But did I pay attention to that clue? No, I did not. So, innocently, yesterday I downloaded the book to my Kindle and began to read.
My friends, I was gobsmacked and halfway to aghast within the first chapter. Class issues and posh gits, drink and drugs and SO MUCH shagging oh my bloody nora.
And then I realized that it had been actual decades since I had picked up a big ol' trashy book.
I mean, I've read romance novels by the yard, but not that inimitable genre of sex-and-sin-and-shopping that once graced the spinning racks of one's finest grocery stores. You know. Jackie Collins. Judith Krantz. Sidney (all the yikes) Sheldon. I don't even know if these still exist, to be honest, or if the genre was killed off in the 90s by chick lit and true crime. Wait--is Danielle Steele still writing?
Anyway, of those names I listed, I think I read one Jackie Collins and half of one Sidney Sheldon back in the day. The genre is not for me, really. Still, I'll eventually finish the Jilly Cooper one, if only to figure out the casting. (David Tennant seems...super duper wrong for Tony Baddingham. But I was spot-on with Oliver Chris as smarmy James Vereker.)
But what happened to all those big ol' trashy books, really? What replaced them in the pop reading world? I cannot fathom it.
Anyway! So, a few weeks months time has no meaning ago, it was announced that UK Disney+ (sidebar: what???) was in production with an adaptation of Jilly Cooper's 1980s British bestseller Rivals. The synopsis, per the Wikipedia article I've linked, says this: Set in the fictional English county of Rutshire, Rupert Campbell-Black (Alex Hassell) and Lord Tony Baddingham (David Tennant) have a rivalry that seeps into the world of Corinium television station.
Apparently, "Rutshire" should be a clue to the excessively randy behavior of all and sundry in the multi-book series Cooper wrote.
But did I pay attention to that clue? No, I did not. So, innocently, yesterday I downloaded the book to my Kindle and began to read.
My friends, I was gobsmacked and halfway to aghast within the first chapter. Class issues and posh gits, drink and drugs and SO MUCH shagging oh my bloody nora.
And then I realized that it had been actual decades since I had picked up a big ol' trashy book.
I mean, I've read romance novels by the yard, but not that inimitable genre of sex-and-sin-and-shopping that once graced the spinning racks of one's finest grocery stores. You know. Jackie Collins. Judith Krantz. Sidney (all the yikes) Sheldon. I don't even know if these still exist, to be honest, or if the genre was killed off in the 90s by chick lit and true crime. Wait--is Danielle Steele still writing?
Anyway, of those names I listed, I think I read one Jackie Collins and half of one Sidney Sheldon back in the day. The genre is not for me, really. Still, I'll eventually finish the Jilly Cooper one, if only to figure out the casting. (David Tennant seems...super duper wrong for Tony Baddingham. But I was spot-on with Oliver Chris as smarmy James Vereker.)
But what happened to all those big ol' trashy books, really? What replaced them in the pop reading world? I cannot fathom it.
