Fact: Dan Brown’s The Da Vinci Code
makes use of a theory about the true relationship between Jesus and
Mary Magdalene developed by Michael Baigent and Richard Leigh in their
non-fiction book, The Holy Blood and the Holy Grail.
Fact: Brown clearly acknowledged the source of the ideas, including the title of the book, in his story. He even named one of his characters, Dr. Leigh Teabing, after Baigent and Leigh
Fact: Because of the immense popularity of The Da Vinci Code, Baigent and Leigh have sold thousands of copies of their book to people who otherwise never would have heard of it.
and Leigh are suing Dan Brown for copyright violations, apparently
hoping to get their hands on some of the millions Brown has made on his
Fact: You can’t copyright an idea.
Fact: The authors of The Holy Blood and the Holy Grail are full of Holy Shit.
Like most people, I like to watch TV. But not much. Technogeek and I used to have a long list of programs. One by one, they fell off the TV screen. Seinfeld, Frasier, Mad About You, Murphy Brown, NYPD Blue. All gone. Others became too tedious to tolerate and we stopped watching. The Apprentice. Will and Grace.
Now we are down to a short list of shows we regularly tune in to. Desperate Housewives (not nearly as good this season), Scrubs (I love this show), Survivor (totally addicted), and ER (also going downhill). If it ever comes back I will resume watching the teen-ish, soapy Everwood, though I can’t explain why I like it.
That’s it for network TV. We’ve also been renting old TV series from Netflix. Remember Upstairs Downstairs? Now that was a great program. Brilliant writing and nuanced performances. I was just a kid in the early 70’s, when it first aired, so I’d never seen it before. We watched the whole series over the course of several months. Now that we’ve finished it, I miss the Bellamy family and their devoted servants. I like to imagine them still living happily at 165 Eaton Place.
Now we’re working our way through The Sopranos. We’re on the third season now. Don’t tell me what happens. Fugetaboutit.
And finally, due to the complaints of a certain reader, I’m posting a picture of my other eye.