My mother highly recommended it. She says she likes Picoult’s books because they are about ethical issues.
When I told her was reading Keeper at last, she mentioned I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. Years ago I read it and kept suggesting it to my mother. Last year, she finally read it and then went on an Angelou reading binge. I smirked a lot. My mother appears to be preparing to be unbearably smug about Picoult.
Why I’m capitulating now is partly because there’s a movie version and partly because my sister ordered me to. She’s nearly done and wants to discuss it.
It is engrossing. I wonder why the parents never joined any kind of support group during the years that they struggled with their daughter’s illness. Other than that, it’s like watching a daytime talk show. Well, a daytime talk show with an uneffusive host and articulate guests.
This Island Earth (1955)
This was on my science fiction movie project. While watching it, I remembered that I had attempted it years before but found it dull. It’s a classic film in the genre but it’s still dull.