Sopranovision...

Filling in the gaps in my cultural knowledge will also be going beyond reading all the books I've proudly but rather stupidly ignored for years. I'm also on a DVD trip. Filling in the void left by the most excellent (but, I feel, despite its brilliance and stellar cast, still ever-so-slightly over-hyped) The Wire is The Sopranos - which I took a wide swerve around back when everyone told me I should be watching it. I don't like following the hype but, when all the fuss has died down, my inquisitive nature gets the better of me. So here I am. And I have soooo much Sopranos to wallow in - only seen the pilot episode so far. And, look, it's that bloke from In The Loop!

Back on the book front, I made the mistake of dipping into The Right Stuff a couple of days ago and have got caught up in the USA's manned space project to the detriment of the Aldous Huxley at the side of the bed. Poor Aldous. I don't actually like that I like Tom Wolfe - when I look at him and his 'trademark' white suit I don't like what I see and he looks exactly like the kind of fella that would benefit from a punch in the face - but his 'new' journalism always hits the spot. Unlike his novel A Man In Full, which I had to abandon halfway through (although I did gobble up Bonfire of the Vanities a few years previously) and still sits on the shelf, teasing and taunting me.