Deeply Disturbing Dexter
Dec. 12th, 2007 05:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I’ve been reading a lot of books featuring antisocial characters lately. The first, “A Confederacy of Dunces”, mostly stars a wildly unlikable guy, the grotesque Ignatius Riley. I had to read this book for literature, and I lamented every second I had to spend reading about that disgusting, mean spirited, bastard of a man. It was deeply unpleasant, like being forced into an embrace with a distant relative with nuclear BO.
Today I finished reading “Darkly Dreaming Dexter”, about an actual psychopathic serial killer, and I don’t know if it’s a testament to the author, or a disturbing sign of some hidden nature within me, but I liked Dexter ten times more than I liked Ignatius. Dexter is honest with himself, knows what he is, and goes about dealing with it as best he can (okay, so in reality, he should be locked up tight, but contained within the pages of a book, I’d rather see him out so that I can read about his disturbing exploits). I devoured “Dexter” and once I’d finished, I was shocked by invested I’d become in him – it was unsettling, to say the least.
I think I’ll go rent season 1 the Showtime series – tomorrow. I need an evening break from antisocial murders and crazy people in general.
I’ve been reading a lot of books featuring antisocial characters lately. The first, “A Confederacy of Dunces”, mostly stars a wildly unlikable guy, the grotesque Ignatius Riley. I had to read this book for literature, and I lamented every second I had to spend reading about that disgusting, mean spirited, bastard of a man. It was deeply unpleasant, like being forced into an embrace with a distant relative with nuclear BO.
Today I finished reading “Darkly Dreaming Dexter”, about an actual psychopathic serial killer, and I don’t know if it’s a testament to the author, or a disturbing sign of some hidden nature within me, but I liked Dexter ten times more than I liked Ignatius. Dexter is honest with himself, knows what he is, and goes about dealing with it as best he can (okay, so in reality, he should be locked up tight, but contained within the pages of a book, I’d rather see him out so that I can read about his disturbing exploits). I devoured “Dexter” and once I’d finished, I was shocked by invested I’d become in him – it was unsettling, to say the least.
I think I’ll go rent season 1 the Showtime series – tomorrow. I need an evening break from antisocial murders and crazy people in general.
