Hell's Kitchen, and it's viewers.

It deals (in part - the book has quite a few themes and aspects) with gods of old and how intensely more hardcore, disturbing and extremely literal they were compared to the bland and highly symbolic practices modern religions deal in. Back then, when a god said “here, eat of this, this is my flesh”, they di’n’t mess around with no props :p.
So, yeah, it’s got some disturbing weird creepy bits (then again, it’s Gaiman. He’s got a summer house in Weird). It’s also got amusing bits. Cute bits. Touching bits. Extremely depressing bits. Some astoundingly clever bits. Very few bad or boring bits, too. It’s not all vore all the time, is what I mean.

Sometimes there’s children sacrifices, too :smiley:

When I read this I was shocked! I can’t believe this could happen at Burger King!
Did you complain to the maitre’ d or voice your displeasure with the chef? I hope you reported how distasteful your experience was when you filled out your customer comments card.
I can’t believe they did not honour your reservation for you and your high priced camera equipment! BTW, how much did you pay for it? I know it was too expensive to just leave in your car.
Of course, if you had a car then you would have used the drive through and eaten at home…oops, if you had a home you could have watched Anderson Cooper on CNN during one of the hundreds of daily repeats.

Why? Was he interviewing Neil Gaiman?

Ignorance fought. Nice to know he’s got the success he deserves.

Not this one, but the last one was a desperate pit of ineptitude, backstabbing, cronyism, and passive-aggressive management. It was like the British The Office, only worse.

It shows the gap. Even Sean-fucking-Connery had returns *an order of magnitude *larger.

Once you’re done loving it, do get yourself sucked into the Discworld ones. I suggest starting with Mort. It’s the first one I ever read, and it’s still one of my favorites.

“It’s” OK with me.:wink:

But… that’s the right it’s there, adhay. There’s no reason for it to be in quotation marks.

I know what you did.

Could you enlighten me as to what specifically you’re referencing? I’ve done many things, having been alive for over a quarter century.

I’m only here to say my college genre professor would be horrified to think anyone would put Neil Gaiman in the Magic Realism genre. Way too much magic going on for that. magic realism has one small bit of magic. It can be a major plot point, but that is the only bit. There aren’t thirteen bits of magic, just one. Like a person with wings. One person who can fly. etc. Everything else does tend to be dark, gritty and overly “realistic” as well. The magic is supposed to provide contrast between the real and the unreal. Genre professor wrote a magic realism novel for her doctoral thesis in creative writing, so it was her pet genre and she drilled into our head exactly what it entails.

Gaiman is urban fantasy.
To stay on topic I will say Burger King sucks. Prosumer is pretentious. And no one really thinks any Gordon Ramsey show is actually true to life.

(Now I’m off to put Helvetica in my queue. thanks!)

What’s Midnight’s Children, then? That’s just not “one small bit of magic.”

Any definition of “magic realism” that rules out One Hundred Years of Solitude is pretty dubious.

ETA: SfG, my counter-example can beat up your counter-example.

I dunno, my copy of *MC *is pretty fucking hefty.

“magic realism” “one hundred years of solitude” == 8,910 google hits
“magic realism” “midnight’s children” == 5,810 google hits.

Hey, remember when this thread used to be about “Hell’s Kitchen”? And now it’s all about García Márquez and Rushdie. That’s pretty magical!

Realistic, too.

And that would be?

Let me know when it’s over.

“I know what you did.” What did you know that I did?

Alas, for the moment you will have to continue devoutly praying for my imminent demise.

I told you you shouldn’t have hit-and-run that dude in the yellow raincoat.

Obfuscate?

Live forever as you are. Like it?

Pull up a chair, please.