Just finished reading “In a Shallow Grave”. Michael Biehn was perfect portraying Garnet Montrose, every bit the author put in this character MB had got and expressed. And because I have a one-track mind I think Daventry=EC. Really, when I read the book I see young EC between the lines, not Patrick Dempsey. It’s only EC’s, Vin’s eyes can be described like this: his merciless wide-open sky-blue eyes © I can’t help but to capture a few quotes which could be write about two other characters: I do not even believe in death because what I am is emptier than death itself © “After all, Garnet, I have leveled with you, told you I am a wanted man and all, but I killed in self-defense, and on my dad’s land. And finally … Well maybe I said I did love you, so what? Is that any crime..?” “But what do you mean by it, Daventry?” I said in a soft voice, but any voice the sound only a tiny locust leaf blowing through the soft summer air have been too loud at that moment, for the next second he was at my throat, strangling me, and shouting, “What do you think I meant by it, damn you, can’t I love somebody without me being put on trial for murder?” © I saw the knife, and I saw his chest bare without his shirt anywhere in evidence. He had the most beautiful chest of any man I have ever seen, and no wonder Georgina had to have him – if he was that beautiful all over, she was right. I didn’t exactly see him slash himself, but saw the blood first spurt and spray all over the table, but he had self-command enough to fill each tin cup with the jetting stream of his blood. … Each of the tin cups had been filled with blood and wine, and the look on Daventry’s face was so fearful, and the knife resting in his left hand so fierce, there was nothing to do when he said “Drink” but swallow it, and I decided of course he was going to kill us then too and though I was trembling like a young quail when it’s picked up from its covey, I was ready for whatever he had to propound to us, and Daventry was, I guess, the person I had always been seeking, he could make me obey, he had come too late of course, but if he was to lead me out of my perplexities and sorrows into the next kingdom, well and good. ©
Posted on: Sat, 07 Dec 2013 22:39:56 +0000
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