Miguel Ángel Aparicio
Nota: 8.95/10
Curiosamente, Lessons in Chemistry ácido una grata sorpresa. Me ha encantado cómo abordan temas cerios mediante el humor, me parece que es una forma muy inteligente de darles la importancia que ameritan y visibilizarlos, pero a la vez reírse un poco del problema mediante bromos como esta:
God approved marriage. Did he sleep with other women? What a question. Didn't everyone?
But then you talk and discover he's a closet Nazi and thinks women complain too much. Poof. Just like that the delicate bond is broken.
a Calvin le dejan más planchado que a una placa de metal y se le acaba el oxígeno
Securely connected to the dog for the very first time, Calvin turned and locked the door behind him. He was dead thirty-seven minutes later.
¿H2Ola? ¿Calcio eso?
(badum tss)
cuya Fe flaquea, pero se esmera en quitarle hierro a las desgracias del prójimo.
His goal: to learn how the enemy camp explained creation so he could refute it.(...) The problem with being a minister was how many times a day he had to lie.
“But you realize,” she said carefully, as if not to embarrass him further, “that faith isn't based on religion. Right?”
a priori
“I don't like these things,” Harriet muttered as she studied the badly drawn oak, its branches demanding names of relatives—living, lost, dead—one related to the other by marriage, birth, or bad luck. “Nosy little sapsucker. Did it come with a subpoena, too?”
He'd stared at the test results, expecting to feel cheated or devastated or any of the other ways he'd guessed he was supposed to feel, but instead he'd felt completely nonplussed. The results didn't matter at all. Amanda was his daughter and he was her father. He loved her with all his heart. Biology was overrated.
Elizabeth y Calvin. Me faltaba más aplomo en el romance. Me interesaban sus aspiraciones, sus metas e incluso cómo se convertían en una carga positiva para el otro, pero se me quedó un poco superficial, como el típico: “te estaño mucho y, a veces, cuando pienso en ti yodo”.
“¡Que estoy mu' loca, que metilo!”
So, I guess I respect the grind
“Whenever you start doubting yourself,” she said, turning back to the audience, “whenever you feel afraid, just remember. Courage is the root of change—and change is what we're chemically designed to do.”
Nota: 8.95/10
Curiosamente, Lessons in Chemistry ácido una grata sorpresa. Me ha encantado cómo abordan temas cerios mediante el humor, me parece que es una forma muy inteligente de darles la importancia que ameritan y visibilizarlos, pero a la vez reírse un poco del problema mediante bromos como esta:
God approved marriage. Did he sleep with other women? What a question. Didn't everyone?
But then you talk and discover he's a closet Nazi and thinks women complain too much. Poof. Just like that the delicate bond is broken.
a Calvin le dejan más planchado que a una placa de metal y se le acaba el oxígeno
Securely connected to the dog for the very first time, Calvin turned and locked the door behind him. He was dead thirty-seven minutes later.
¿H2Ola? ¿Calcio eso?
(badum tss)
cuya Fe flaquea, pero se esmera en quitarle hierro a las desgracias del prójimo.
His goal: to learn how the enemy camp explained creation so he could refute it.(...) The problem with being a minister was how many times a day he had to lie.
“But you realize,” she said carefully, as if not to embarrass him further, “that faith isn't based on religion. Right?”
a priori
“I don't like these things,” Harriet muttered as she studied the badly drawn oak, its branches demanding names of relatives—living, lost, dead—one related to the other by marriage, birth, or bad luck. “Nosy little sapsucker. Did it come with a subpoena, too?”
He'd stared at the test results, expecting to feel cheated or devastated or any of the other ways he'd guessed he was supposed to feel, but instead he'd felt completely nonplussed. The results didn't matter at all. Amanda was his daughter and he was her father. He loved her with all his heart. Biology was overrated.
Elizabeth y Calvin. Me faltaba más aplomo en el romance. Me interesaban sus aspiraciones, sus metas e incluso cómo se convertían en una carga positiva para el otro, pero se me quedó un poco superficial, como el típico: “te estaño mucho y, a veces, cuando pienso en ti yodo”.
“¡Que estoy mu' loca, que metilo!”
So, I guess I respect the grind
“Whenever you start doubting yourself,” she said, turning back to the audience, “whenever you feel afraid, just remember. Courage is the root of change—and change is what we're chemically designed to do.”