Now I’m not an Elvis Presley fan in the slightest. While he was clearly a talented singer I am not into the music, and find it hard to understand why such a cult has built up around a man who died on the bog with a hamburger in his hand.
However, I am a big fan of Charlie Connelly, who has an ability to write humorously and intelligently about topics as diverse as the shipping forecast zones and Liechtenstein football. So I reckoned I’d give In Search of Elvis a blast. And it was dead good – the writer follows the legend and myth of Presley around the world, including the USA, Israel, Uzbekistan and even good old Aberdeenshire. It’s a terrifically funny book with Connelly’s usual self-deprecating wit mixed with a real compassion for and interest in the people he meets. The bits of Elvis trivia and biography aren’t too off-putting for a non-Elvisist like me, either. A good read, and laugh-out-loud in many places.
In the last few days I’ve also seen Spiderman 3 and Next at the cinema. Spiderman 3 was a bit rubbish – despite the good action sequences and special effects, it was far too long and the seats in the cinema were very uncomfortable (not the fault of the filmmakers, admittedly).
Next, about a man who can see the future who is roped into helping foil some terrorists, is a silly film. It’s a great concept, done well on the whole, but has the rather irritating Nicholas Cage in the lead role. There’s some monumental moments of comedy in it, but the sad thing it was hard to tell how much of the humour was intentional.
One joke from Next I took my hat off to – and laughed far too loudly at – was about a Zen master who went to a hot dog stand and said he wanted one with everything.
One with everything… get it?