This applies to movies, too. When they re-released Star Wars in theaters, I hadn’t seen them, and I didn’t know the story (I was just a little boy!). So my Dad took me to see them. And on the way to see Empire, he said to me:You’re going to love the part where you find out Vader is Luke’s father.Pretty much made that movie pointless, huh?
I doubt this is a spoiler for anyone here, but why risk it?
Oh please, when doesn’t Olympia Dukakis play a child-murdering she-demon?
OK, she played the HR lady in Working Girl, but besides that I mean.
Slight nitpick (this place really is Nitpick Central, you know. You might as well change the slogan to “Picking Nits Since 1970. We’ll Take As Long As We Have To.” Anyway.) : if people reveal a spoiler to you, I believe you were spoiled, not spoilered.
My reading peeve is reading emails or surfing, and having someone hovering over my shoulder. Just go away. Don’t ask me what I’m doing, don’t read my emails, don’t stand there and breathe on me. Just go.
I’m reading that right now, too! 
Did you get to the BIG MASSIVE FUCKING SPOILER yet?
Dammit, Otto! :mad: 
P.S. I think Olivia Dukakis’s Working Girl character was a child-murdering she-demon, just off-camera.
Buttsecks?
Well, she did work in HR, so it’s logical that the child murder and she-demonness may be assumed.
I can not keep those two separate.
Ooh, Empire Falls! Did you get the part where Sully’s son comes back and slams the screen door and kills the dog that belonged to the nun whose mother was a whore? I loved that part!
Hah! Exactly the same thing happened to me. I still grumble about it. :rolleyes:
Why would anybody want to watch Steel Magnolias at all?
This T-Shirt tempted me during the height of the craze, but knowing what a fanatic Mrs Jockey is about the Potter books, I thought it safer to not.
I know what you mean. I was once on my way out to the symphony, when I ran into a friend. I told him I was on my way to see Beethoven’s Ninth. He said,
Freude, schöner Götterfunken!
Thanks a lot. :smack:
That doesn’t really spoil the whole book. I heard that too, but I didn’t know who killed him. I also didn’t know that Harry makes significant progress in tracking down and killing Voldemort, that he hooks up with Ginny, that he decides not to go back to school, that Snape finally gets The Job, and probably a zillion other things that I can’t even remember right now. Plus, I mean, he’ll probably go into the office and talk to Albus’ portrait all the time anyway, so it’s not THAT big a deal. Anyway. All I’m saying is, it doesn’t render the book entirely useless.
:eek: I hope he didn’t tell you the next line too!
Doctor of the Asylum
:eek:
Can we include, here, people who seem to think that they need to strike up a conversation with you because you’re reading? You’re sitting by yourself, reading a boring ol’ book, obviously you’re lonely and require cheering up, right? No, you illiterate bumblefuck, I just want to read my book in peace!
Oh, and don’t tell me my book is thicker than all the books you ever read combined. Not everybody finds anti-intellectualism attractive. Trying to hit on me by telling me you don’t like to read maybe isn’t the best plan of attack!
They get this idea from Hollywood, I believe. Think about it-- the only time you ever see a character in TV or movies reading a book (other than a quick flip-though for reference) is if their character is a shy, socially inept nerd who needs a wise-cracking friend who knows what’s “really important” to pull their noses out of the book and show them that there’s “more to life”.
Hubby’s co-workers believe this-- they constantly try to “rescue” Hubby and I from our quiet existance and drag us out to bars.
A-fuckin’-men. I’ve always puzzled over that remark when I’ve heard it. Am I supposed to be somehow impressed?
Thank you, thank you. People seem to think that I’m reading just to kill time until something better comes along. I don’t want to discuss the book I’m reading with you - I want to read it!
That’s your mistake, right there. You stopped reading to answer. Keep reading, never let your eyes leave the page.