Adam Roberts
@adamroberts.bsky.social
Writer, FRSL. Prof, RHUL. Literature and science fiction. https://profadamroberts.substack.com/ "Frankenstein Rex" coming in October: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Frankenstein-Rex-Adam-Roberts/dp/1399617729/
The Love That Dare Not Speak Its No-Name.
Souvenirs de l'exposition Torlonia au Louvre avec cette sculpture du Ier siècle représentant Ulysse caché sous un bélier s'échappant de la grotte du cyclope Polyphème, d'après une oeuvre originale du IIe siècle av. J.-C. #Odyssée
We walked around the Llanberis Slate Mine (disused since the 60s). I was expecting Dr Who backdrops. It was much more postindustrial/deracinating. Like walking through Tarkovsky's Zona.
What? I've read 40% of a book in the past ... morning. www.theguardian.com/books/2025/m...
New poll finds 40% of Britons have not read a book in the past year
The median British adult has read or listened to three books in the past 12 months with reading habits also split along gender, class and political divides
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I had occasion to revisit this old blog (responding to @abigailnussbaum.bsky.social review) and I was struck that nobody talks about Steve Zaillian’s Netflix "Ripley" now, tho it was highly praised at the time. But it seems to have fallen into the backward and abysm. medium.com/adams-notebo...
Ripley in the Fifties
Over on Lawyers, Guns and Money Abigail Nussbaum has a characteristically insightful essay on Ripley, the current Netflix adaptation of…
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"When I met the Yugoslavian president I was so startled I accidentally spilled my hot beverage on his foot!" "Tito?" "Unfortunately for Lazar Koliševski, yes."
Wells, wells, wells: Brave New World, Crome Yellow and The Waste Land. profadamroberts.substack.com/p/on-brave-n...
On ‘Brave New World’, ‘Crome Yellow’, ‘The Waste Land’
All Wells That Ends Wells
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Tonight we're playing "Careers" a Waddington board game that has, it seems, been in this rented cottage since 1957.
Derek Meteyard, Simon Langton Grammar School. The first teacher to see any potential in me: nurtured my critical potential, gave me extra lessons gratis in the lunch hour. Made me a critic of literature.
Who was YOUR great english teacher (if you had one)? For me it was Hugh Epstein at Richmond college (RUTC). I hope he's well, wherever he is!
Yesterday we walked to the top of Snowdon and down. This morning it feels like somebody has injected battery acid directly into my thigh muscles and my feet are pink, red, purple & barnacled with blisters.
Girl! I wanna take you to a Games Barn! I wanna take you to a Games Barn! Games Barn! Games Barn! Games Barn!
Looks almost Mediterranean! Actually the wind barrelling down the Menai Straits into our teeth was so strong and freezing we all had sweaters on and raincoats zipped-up.
Richard Burton's stunt-double for "Where Eagles Dare" was called Alf Joint, and I think this is an excellent name.
I think this claim unlikely. Surely *some* things are made by other people, elsewhere?
Phrase of the day: "You look as if you lived on buttered thunder."
I fear we are in for ten unbroken years of increasingly contentious Odyssey hot-takes, until Homer himself returns to his poem and kills all the commenters with his bow.
When we arrived yesterday this mountain had a summit -- but this morning: it's gone! Someone has stolen it!