Poor old soul, blimey what a joke

[venta]

Public Service Announcement, in case anyone else has been suffering vague confusion when reading film reviews of late:

The Arthur Kipps who features in The Woman In Black bears absolutely no relation to the Arthur Kipps who features in the HG Wells novel (subsequently adapated as Half a Sixpence).

I did wonder how I'd managed to watch a stage production of The Woman In Black without realising that the protagonist was a character I'd met in a book before. I didn't. He's a completely different character, written by a different author, 80 years later. He just has the same name.

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I was set Farenheit 451 and Brave New World. Neither of which I dislike, although I'm not in love with either and I don't think I've re-read Farenheit 451. I did not like Far From The Madding Crowd, and the analysis just made it take longer. Not sure I even remember what else I was set, so it can't have helped much.

I probably did better with set plays than books: I remember An Inspector Calls, Romeo and Juliet, Julius Caesar and Marlowe's Faust.

I think that unless you have at least some inclination towards being an English academic, then performing formal criticism on a work will enhance enjoyment of it to approximately the extent reading the source code would enhance your enjoyment of Pong, if you had no inclination towards programming.