Morporkia’s Fork at Half-mast.
Posted by Dirck on 13 March, 2015
I had something else in mind for today, but the news yesterday of the passing of one of the greats of modern English literature demands attention. Do not, by the way, think that I’m following my usual course of humourous hyperbole when I say that. Terry Pratchett may have written comedy, but he wrote comedy to cut diamonds and redirect the drift of continents. If you haven’t read any of his stuff, you really should. Try Good Omens or Night Watch if you want to get to the good stuff right away. “Good stuff” being relative, of course.
Today’s main film is of Sir Terry himself, and it seems appropriate now all the mysteries are at last made clear to him. I suspect that, like many of his characters, he will have found that revelation was a little different than he’d expected, but I’m in no hurry to find out for myself.
Those with more moral fibre than I might want to look at this somewhat more on-point and rather longer film. You might need some hankies.
Now, just to lighten the mood, here’s a tribute to the great municipal animal of Ankh-Morpork: