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Friday, September 12, 2025

Rebus

When there's a successful television show the powers that be will do anything to expand the brand. The most common in recent years is to do a prequel series. Just look to the success of Young Sheldon and you know what I'm talking about. This reboot of Ian Rankin's surly Scot could be considered "Young Rebus" if you will, because most people associate the character with Ken Stott who was in his fifties when he played the role and Richard Rankin is only forty-two. I though will be pedantic and say that the OG Rebus, AKA the magnificent John Hannah, was actually four years younger than our new Rebus when he played him in 2000 and therefore they are just trying to pull the wool over your eyes and this isn't a "young" reboot it's more of a "gritty" reboot. Just look to the wannabe Jack Irish opening credits. Back to John Hannah. Because really everything goes back to John Hannah. I was a fanatic about Rebus back in the day. It filled the void left by McCallum. And despite claiming that when Ken Stott took over the role it was season two of the show, it was a full five years after John Hannah's last episode so I view it as an entirely different series. A series I just couldn't get into. Perhaps because my mom kept complaining that Ken Stott wasn't John Hannah. Same mom. Same. So I was intrigued by this reboot. I mean, as long as Richard Rankin didn't sing "Joy to the World" this was a very stable move for him to create a long-running series for his post Outlander career. Plus the first season is only six episodes long so I did a seven day free trial of Viaplay and got to see it at no cost to myself other than time. So what did I think of it besides the fact that whomever did the opening credits had watched Jack Irish one too many times? It was totally serviceable with not a single likable character. In fact most of the characters are too dumb to live. I mean, his brother is desperate to pull his life out of the shitter and does one stupid thing after another. You do not rob from drug dealers. You do not kill their bosses. There's just so much basic common sense that went out the window that I can't believe any sane person would view these characters sympathetically. As for Rebus? He just can't keep from making himself unhappy. He just wallows. And, like his brother, makes stupid decisions that put him in the crosshairs of the higher-ups. In other words, it is your bog standard disgruntled and dissatisfied copper which could take a few lessons from Dept. Q because at least there there's a few more relatable characters and no boxing club. Seriously, no show should be allowed to have boxing clubs or fight clubs ever again. It's been overplayed. But at least with the end of Outlander we'll still get our Richard Rankin fix as the show has been picked up for another season. Here's hoping it grows. And that the second season doesn't kill the only likable character. Again.

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

V.E. Schwab

Victoria Schwab, AKA V.E. Schwab if she's writing for adults and not YA or middle grade or just embracing the whole J.K. Rowling book readers are sexist vibe, is a #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than a dozen books. She had an eclectic childhood with a British mother, a Beverly Hills father, and a southern upbringing leading to some interesting linguist habits if you are lucky enough to meet her. Her love of fairy tales and folklore has made her someone who is obsessed with writing about magical portals, just look to Kell's abilities in her Shades of Magic series. Because, if anything, doors are what seem to define Victoria's life. A wandering soul she has never settled on just going through one door. Why would you when you could try to go through them all? This lead her to changing her major six times when she was at Washington University in St. Louis. Physics, Film, Set Design, Art History, English, Communication Design doesn't seem so unsettled when you look at all the jobs she's had; department store clerk, assistant caterer, personal chef, dog daycare attendant, bookstore clerk, writer. I for one am very glad she finally landed on writer.

Her "wicked case" of wanderlust means she's not even settled in where she lives, splitting her time between Nashville (where she grew up), rural France (where her family lives), and Edinburgh (where she buried her heart), as well as touring to promote her latest book. But as she's haunting the Paris streets or trudging up English hillsides, or even tucked into the corner of a coffee shop she's dreaming up monsters and stories, because the fact is wandering is a good way to "stir up stories." All those questions that can be drawn from old tales of what is under that burrow, where could that door lead, what about the "places between, and the cracks where reality slips into something darker, stranger?" For the constant reader who loves hearth and home over the wider world, it's wonderful to be a fan of an author who, while sharing similar loves from BBC Shows to baking cookies, also is the exact opposite. She goes out into the world and then brings back the stories, twists and turns them, and makes them into echoes of this world and others. I can't wait for her next adventure to make it to print! I need a good escape.

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