Last month, the Seattle edition of Brooklyn’s Bushwick Book Club premiered with a bunch of local songwriters reading and responding to Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five with original songs. It had all the best qualities of a book club—differing interpretations, thoughtful commentary, funny insights—and none of the boring bits. Tonight, the second edition of Bushwick includes 14 songwriters (including Bucket of Honey, Tai Shan, and Eva Lang) performing new work based on William Goldman’s even-funnier-than-the-movie novel The Princess Bride. Sit back, chug down a drink or six, and count the Inigo Montoya references as they float past. (Can Can, 94 Pike St, 652-0832, 9 pm, $5–$10, 21+)
Bushwick Book Club
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FWIW, all of the newer prints of this book (35th anniversary or later) contain ~60 pages of the excellent sequel, “Buttercup’s Baby”.
oh, zachd. Thank you for that! This is one of the best books ever written.
Yes, it’s funnier than the movie; that is to say, it’s generally funny…the approval some people have for the movie is beyond me, it seems deficient in acting throughout, with the exception of Wallace Shawn (who can’t do a bad job), André the Giant (who does the best he can) and Cary Elwes’ breezily decent Errol Flynn impression. Otherwise, it goes from the mediocre (Sarandon) to the studiedly mediocre (Guest) to the aggressively mediocre (Patinkin) to the stunningly awful (Kane and Crystal)…Buttercup (Wright) is practically invisible.
This all, of course, in my arrogant opinion, which though it be the correct and right one need not be yours—Patton Oswalt, for example, was a great fan of the movie, watching it endlessly when he was very depressed.