On the way back from Saskatoon this afternoon, I started reading The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, a 240 page novel by Mark Haddon. I read the book from cover to cover in a little under four hours. It was that good.

I don't pretend to be a literary critic, or even well-read, but I just have to tell you folks about this book. This book started out as a light, comic read told from the view-point of a 15 year old English boy who suffers from autism, but about halfway through turned into a very powerful look at human interaction (especially that of the family) with autistic children.

This book really opened my eyes, and I wish I could get into the plot a bit more, but I don't want to give anything away. If you get a chance to pick this book up, I highly suggest you do.

I finally finished reading The Constant Gardener by John Le Carre a little less than two weeks ago. My early apprehensions of the book were corrected later, when the story actually turned into the spy novel I was expecting and it turned into a really entertaining read.

Shortly after finishing the book I went out and purchased the DVD of the film adaptation. All the film did was once again establish that most novels should not be converted to film. The movie was ... well ... alright at best, but didn't do the book justice. Not even Canadian justice. Hell, not even American justice. They changed some of the best parts of the movie! Trash!