Writing prompt: When was the last time a movie, a book, or a television show left you cold despite all your friends (and/or all the critics) raving about it? What was it that made you go against the critical consensus?
Sherlock Holmes is a great detective story series, they said, so I started reading it. However, there is an obvious generation gap between Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and me. Holmes is a talented detective no doubt, but the language used in the book bores me to death.
Finishing a volume of Holmes adventures required me to summon a lot of willpower to read on. What drove me to keep reading was my motto of never leaving anything unfinished. Funny, e? I’m actually thinking of dumping that motto. It’s too troublesome.
Anyway, leaving me frozen was Agatha Christie. I read her right after I read Sherlock. The language was just as boring and Hercules Poirot, for me, felt like a reincarnation of Sherlock. I vowed not to open another Christie book after that. I still don’t. I hope that doesn’t offend anyone here who loves the two. After all, I might just be plain tasteless.