Part one can be found here.
The Terminator - Randall Frakes & Bill Wisher
I heard online multiple times that the novelization of the first Terminator film was very good and I got around to reading it this year. Back in the day before home video was widespread, it was common for novelizations of films to exist. I was hoping to find some more insight into the backstory of the Terminator films, specifically around the creation of Skynet, but there’s not much here other than action scenes. The book is well written, however reading it makes you realize how well certain scenes in the film ended up being shot and that it’s the camera-work that makes a lot of these scenes more than anything else.
Otherwise, there’s not a whole lot else to say. The majority of differences between the book and the film likely would only be interesting to super fans of the franchise. The book does include a scene where Cyberdyne is founded after two engineers discover a chip they’ve never seen before after the final showdown where the Terminator is destroyed. The book then goes on to suggest that time is cyclical as a way to build in this time travel paradox into the story.
The Prisoner in His Palace - Will Bardenwerper
This book explores how Saddam Hussein, very likely a malignant narcissist, managed to charm and befriend the young American soldiers guarding him in the days leading up to his execution. If you lived through the Trump presidency, the mechanics of this kind of narcissist might not feel like new information. However, the book finds its footing when it examines the deep failures of the process of policing Saddam.
Even though Saddam arguably deserved his fate, Bardenwerper highlights how far the proceedings fell short of a fair trial. The most haunting (interesting?) aspect of the book is the psychological toll on the guards. Unsurprisingly, the Army took zero precautions to prevent these soldiers from bonding with their prisoner, leaving them to deal with the trauma of watching a man they had grown to like be handed over to a "two-bit operation" execution. While the book skips the specifics of how the execution video was leaked, it vividly captures the chaotic, unprofessional atmosphere of Saddam's final days.
Black Rednecks and White Liberals - Thomas Sowell
In this collection of connected essays, Thomas Sowell presents a probably controversial thesis regarding the roots of cultural disparities in America. His central argument is that the behavioral patterns often associated with the "urban ghetto", what he terms "Black Redneck" culture, actually originated with the "cracker" redneck culture of Scots and Northern British immigrants in the American South. He argues that this culture was adopted by enslaved people and later carried to Northern cities, where he claims it was preserved and even encouraged by "whitelLiberals" as a legitimate form of authentic identity, and then descends into the consequences of this world view of seeing problems of race in what he sees as problems of culture.
Beyond his thesis on "redneck" culture, Sowell spends a significant portion of the book on "middleman minorities" - groups like the Jews in Europe, the Chinese in Southeast Asia, and the Lebanese in West Africa. He observes that these "merchant peoples" often face identical patterns of resentment and violence across different centuries and continents. His argument is that their success isn't based on privilege but on specific cultural traits: high literacy, frugal living, and community cohesion that allow them to thrive in hostile environments.
The final section shifts to the history of black American education, specifically focusing on the success of schools like Dunbar High School in Washington, D.C., during the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Sowell uses these historical case studies to argue that high-performing black schools existed long before integration or modern welfare programs and that the decline in these standards was caused by the "redneck" culture he described earlier becoming the dominant social norm, displacing the older, more disciplined educational traditions.
While the book has absolutely challenged the ways I’ve thought about the world, Sowell takes a lot of liberties with the sources he uses and claims he makes. At one point he states as a fact that fact that only black people play bridge, and this comes from British aristocracy. I’m not black, and all my grandparents played bridge, so I’m not sure where that comes from... At handfuls of times I looked up the sources Sowell referenced only to see that he completely misrepresented what the author said or just cherry picked his information. So while his ideas sound interesting, I’m not really sure how grounded in reality they might be.
Jesus Before the Gospels - Bart Ehrman
Bart Ehrman is a secular New Testament scholar, in this books he focuses on the Historical Jesus from the perspective of the social memory and context of the people who told his stories after his death. Ehrman explores the roughly thirty-to-sixty-year gap between Jesus' death and the writing of the first Gospels, investigating how oral traditions functioned in a world without written records or mass literacy. Rather than simply debunking myths, he uses cognitive psychology and studies on memory to explain how stories naturally evolve, sharpen, or distort as they are passed from person to person.
Ehrman shows how the Gospels aren't verbatim transcripts, but rather reflections of what the early Christian communities remembered and needed to believe about Jesus decades later. For example, Ehrman points out that given Jesus and his disciples spoke Aramaic and were almost certainly illiterate, use of pivotal words with double meanings in Greek (which the Gospels were written in) show us that these particular entries in the Gospels almost certainly didn’t happen - they’re absolutely metaphorical stories.
Ehrman ends the book by saying that the gospels are no more a historical document than a painting is. It’s not the painting’s job to be a perfect, photorealistic reproduction of a moment in time. Instead, a painting is an interpretation designed to capture the essence, the emotion, and the significance of the subject through the artist’s specific lens. In this sense, the Gospel writers were not acting as objective reporters, but as "artists" who shaped their narratives to address the specific needs and theological questions of their own communities. This book is absolutely fascinating on one of my favorites of 2025.
9 ½ Years Behind The Green Door - Simone Corday
I go to a lot of shows at The Great American Music Hall in San Francisco. On the corner a few building away there is a boarded up strip club that says Mitchell Brothers on it and has a large sign that says “Where The Wild Girls Are” that has a group of women posing together in colorful bodysuits. I think the sign is supposed to be a reference to the eponymous children's book? All in all it’s an odd building that does look to be in place in the Tenderloin. I wanted to know about the history about the building, which lead me to this book after a quick Google search.
The author of 9 ½ Years Behind The Green Door, Simone Corday, was a dancer at the club for almost a decade. The building in question is the O'Farrell Theatre, and the Mictchell Brothers who owned it have a bit of a history in the city as I learned; often banging heads with local politicians like Diane Feinstein who were trying to get rid of strip clubs in the city. The book title is a reference to an adult film the Mitchell Brothers produced before Simone started working for them.
The core of the book ends up being Corday detailing her long, tumultuous relationship with Art Mitchell, a narrative that often reads like a textbook on domestic abuse. Despite his behavior, Corday remains steadfast in her love for him to this day, offering a raw, sometimes frustrating look at the psychology of a survivor. Although, I don’t think she would describe it that way and might even get upset at that description? The memoir reaches its climax with the the 1991 murder of Art by his own brother and business partner, Jim. Jim Mitchell’s defense team successfully argued a "diminished capacity" plea, suggesting he only intended to intervene in his brother’s self-destruction rather than commit cold-blooded murder. Even though Corday presents compelling evidence that the shooting was absolutely premeditated, Jim was convicted only of voluntary manslaughter, eventually serving a relatively short sentence before returning to the O'Farrell Theatre.
I think one of my favorite parts of the book is that Hunter S Thompson shows up in it as a character and becomes close friends with Corday. Out of everyone in the book, Thompson at times seems to be the most level headed and fair person. It looks like later editions advertise on the cover very heavily that Thompson is in this book as a means to get it to sell better. The last part worth mentioning is that Corday documents how the Tenderloin got progressivly more dangerous over time. I found it a little amusing how interactions she had on the street that were concerning for he by the late 80es, are now just typical and expected on O'Farrell & Larkin Street in 2025.
South End Syndicate - Anthony Arillotta
In 2003 a mob boss named Al Bruno was shot and killed outside Mount Carmel Church in Springfield Massachusetts. I was in middle school in Springfield at the time and it blew a lot of people’s minds that organized crime was a thing still. This book chronicles the history of the Genovese crime family in Springfield, Massachusetts from the 80s to about the 2000s when the Springfield Genovese crime family began to unravel.
One of the biggest complaints I saw about this book publicly is that the author is a snitch. He addresses this at the end of the book by basically saying there is no honor among thieves. In a sort of way, the omerta that mobsters took died with when protectionism was protection against the systemic racism Italian immigrants faced. I believe this creates a Catch-22 situation where we will never have first hand accounts of those times. It also means the people who complain about snitches in this situation are tools. A criminal is an untrustworthy person, that’s how it works.
There’s a lot of interesting contemporary Springfield history here. It’s a good book that kept me hooked and I read it in one day, staying up late to finish it. The author affirms, from his point of view, how the rumors that former Mayor Albano was connected to the mafia were true. He also calls out many locales in Sprignfield where certain events and crimes happened. If you’re from Springfield, it’s highly fascinating if you know the area well.
The forward to the book is written by a former Springfield police officer named Joe Bradly who reflects on an interaction he had with Al Bruno with what feels like nostalgia that ends with him eating at Buno’s restaurant for free for months. My grandfather always warned me that you don’t do any favors for anyone connected, and you don’t let them do any favors for you. Anyone with two cents knows that former officer’s story doesn’t end where he ended it in that intro. I left Springfield as soon as a could. This book doesn’t do the city any favors when it comes to Springfield’s reputation of being an absolute shithole.
Solaris - Stanisław Lem
I picked this up as a cheap science fiction paperback. The premise was really interesting: a sentient-like plant is being studied by scientists who just can’t understand it. I love the ideas like this that come up in cheap paperbacks like this book. Despite its short length, the book is a bit of a slog. It is an interesting book, and I liked it, but I didn’t like reading it. It is translated from French and at times the translation can feel disjointed. Lem spends a lot of time talking about the VERY specific ways in which the planet interacts with the humans studying it, but ultimately one of the messages of the books seems to be that what we are looking for out there in outer space is ourselves (think Star Trek where ever other race that is encountered is just other humanoids with shit slapped on their foreheads); that when we eventually do encounter something out there resembling what we consider sentience, we will fail to fathom it or know what to make of it. That is an interesting idea on its own, but it takes a lot of investment in this book into having to follow along about all the weird stuff this planet does that has no other pay off.
There’s other ideas in this book that are fascinating, but only the surface is scratched on: one thing that happens in the book is that the planet constructs other people based on the humans’ memories, and the idea of how we don’t remember people; we remember versions of them is explored. So is the idea of identity as a construct and loneliness on a cosmic scale. Like the issue of the planet, these ideas are left there to hang out in the air, with one of the lessons of this book being there’s not an answer for everything.
The Last Victim - Jason Moss
This is a book written by a college kid who started corresponding with serial killers in prison, most prominently John Wayne Gacy. The book is ok. The first 50 pages of the book are completely skippable, and are about the author himself. The book itself is not well written, there are jarring tone shifts where you can tell the psychologist co-author Jeffery Kotter took over. Overall the book would have been better if it was only transcripts of the letters and phone calls between the author and the killers that he corresponded with.
The author himself writes about women in a really jarring way, even for a college student. At one point he calls his college women softball team’s uniforms ‘skimpy’? As the author has intimate correspondences and phone calls with the inmates it’s hard for me to not think of the quote at the beginning of Vonnegut’s book Mother Night; “we are what we pretend to be” and that maybe some of the energy going into this book is misdirected sexual energy. I’m dead serious.
There is an untold story that is written between the lines of this book that is fascinating. Years after this book the author would eventually kill himself. As he talks about his upbringing, it is patently obvious that he grew up in an abusive household. He writes about his mom giving him money to buy shoes after he’d completely worn out his current pair, only to yell at him for spending the money when he gets home.
The climatic in-person meeting with Gacey at the end of the book is a bit interesting, though he ultimately just ends up being what I think most informed readers would expect; he’s manipulative and violent. And given the intimate conversations he had with the author, he want’s to fuck him and pulls his dick out several times in front of the author - to, what I felt like, was only to the surprise of the author himself. The co-author writes in the closing: what is interesting about this book is that Jason was able to document the “point of transaction” between the killer and victim where the victim is reeled in right before the crime took place.
Overall however Jason Moss just doesn’t seem like a reliable narrator. He cites Faces of Death claiming a group of men were arrested for committing a ritual sacrifice of another man. After meeting with Gacy the book ends with a story where he was able to pull one over on Gacy with with answering machine “accidentally” catching a recording between Gacy and an associate. It just seems all too clean and pasted together to tell a cohesive narrative.
The Year of The Boar and Jackie Robinson - Bette Bao Lord
I first read The Year of the Boar and Jackie Robinson back in elementary school as part of a group reading assignment. I remember having fond memories of the book, and it still holds up for a children’s novel. I was surprised to see that today the book was nominated for few, if any, awards. The genre of the book is a mix of realistic fiction and autobiographical elements; it is about a young Chinese girl who moves with her family from rural China to New York City in 1947. The author, Bette Bao Lord, immigrated to the United States from China at the age of 8.
The book starts in China and is written from the perspective of the protagonist who is a child known as Bandit in her home village. These first chapters carry with them the sort of childlike wonderment and amazement that come with childhood at that age, and then bleed into her perceptions of New York City and the US as an industrialized nation. The rest of the book deals with the protagonist’s assimilation into the US and into her school friend groups, she’s able to connect with them through learning baseball, and following Jackie Robinson in his rookie year in the MLB and the Dodger’s eventual post-season run.
The book does end with elements of “in America, you can be whatever you want if you try hard enough”. It perpetuates the American Dream, and I think that alone will alienate a lot of Americans today, and if anything, would facilitate classroom discussions about how that’s not necessarily true - conversations that likely should happen some time after elementary school. The ending is a bit saccharine; with the protagonist meeting Jackie Robinson and presenting him with the key to the school. Nevertheless, I think this is a good book. I enjoyed reading it again, and if anything it shows what Americans thought of themselves at one time, and I think later generations might find that interesting on its own.





















