Thursday, September 15, 2011  An Englishman's Home Is His Castle
By Jay Stringer  It's not enough for me to say that something,
works, I want to know how. If a film is good -or bad- I want to
look at it's pieces, figure out how we got to that result. If a
book moves me, I need to look at how it's structured, what
tricks the author had used.  I can't just say that I think
Castle is good TV, I need to figure out what makes it work for
me. I know why people assume I like it. I had it even today,
someone said, "I bet you like it because he's a writer." I dont
think i'd be drawn to a story about a writer, if I'm honest. I
remember struggling through the first few chapters of Salem's
Lot for that very reason.  Something else I get is folks
deciding it's down to my man love for Nathan Fillion, but I'm
not convinced.  Let's look at the parts.  Richard Castle has
changed over three seasons. By degrees. He started out as the
rakish, slightly caddish, playboy writer who had a heart of
gold. Over three years his rakish