Book: Utah Blaine
Author: Louis L'Amour
Like/Don't Like: Like. Mostly for circumstantial reasons, but enjoyable all the same.
My grandpa loves Louis L'Amour and has a vast collection of his books. So a few months ago when he moved and had to get rid of his books I made sure to snag one - for sentimental reasons. I've never had any interest in the genre. But I've been in a reading funk and when I get this way I will pick anything up in the hopes of finding something worth my time. This did the trick.
The plot is just like any western movie you've ever seen. There are bad guys and good guys and one really good guy and some ladies who are mostly just lips and hips. And there are shoot outs and saloons and horses and fist fights. There's lychin' and fightin' and ridin' and shootin' - because everyone drops the g, ya' cityslicker. There are men described as, "short and blocky with a beefy red face." Is there a better description than beefy? I doubt it. How about this one, "He was a hatchet-faced cowhand." And it even teaches you how to challenge someone to a fight, "Come on, you big lug, stack your duds and grease your skids. I'm goin' to tear down your meat house!"
Pretty fun stuff. As I was reading I could feel the funk liftin'.
Author: Louis L'Amour
Like/Don't Like: Like. Mostly for circumstantial reasons, but enjoyable all the same.
My grandpa loves Louis L'Amour and has a vast collection of his books. So a few months ago when he moved and had to get rid of his books I made sure to snag one - for sentimental reasons. I've never had any interest in the genre. But I've been in a reading funk and when I get this way I will pick anything up in the hopes of finding something worth my time. This did the trick.
The plot is just like any western movie you've ever seen. There are bad guys and good guys and one really good guy and some ladies who are mostly just lips and hips. And there are shoot outs and saloons and horses and fist fights. There's lychin' and fightin' and ridin' and shootin' - because everyone drops the g, ya' cityslicker. There are men described as, "short and blocky with a beefy red face." Is there a better description than beefy? I doubt it. How about this one, "He was a hatchet-faced cowhand." And it even teaches you how to challenge someone to a fight, "Come on, you big lug, stack your duds and grease your skids. I'm goin' to tear down your meat house!"
Pretty fun stuff. As I was reading I could feel the funk liftin'.
No comments:
Post a Comment