Regarding the book Scream for Jeeves, a collection of three crossover parodies of H.P. Lovecraft stories in the style of P.G. Wodehouse: Now there's a mind (Lovecraft's) with some weird shit happening inside. My short review of this would have to be mediocre. It's cool as an idea, and great to read just to satisfy your curiosity, and quite funny at times. However, there is a problem with writing in the style of Wodehouse as an homage or parody or pastiche or whatever. The problem is this: It points out just how hard it is for anyone to be as ingenious within the style of Wodehouse as Wodehouse himself. Also, it's been a long time since I read a collection of Lovecraft stories, and I couldn't help but feel that I would have gotten more out of this book had I recalled the stories that were being parodied.

Regarding the book One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich: I've started reading a short russian novel about a Siberian prison camp during WWII. Something like One Day in the Life of Sadstarving McColdmiserable. I don't know if I'm gonig to finish this. It's very difficult to subject yourself to fiction about people who are starving and cold and imprisoned by a cruel dictatorship. It's like how that film Life is Beautiful is so soul-crushing.

A ridiculous aside: Roberto Benigni should play Garfield in the next movie. Picture him in a costume with whiskers painted on his face. The entire film would be in Italian with English subtitles. In one scene, he would steal a lasagna from a restaurant whose owner is played by Silvio Berlusconi, who would chase Garfield halfway down the street and shout something insensitive about the holocaust. Get ready to laugh at the beauty, joy, and vulnerability that is life... and cry too.

Christopher Walken should be either Odie or Garfield's owner. Christopher Walken should be everything.