Bridget Jones
OK, in preparation for the movie, I watched the 1st Bridget movie - it is one of the few movies I think is better than the book upon which it is based. It's simply adorable, no other word will do. (Eck, I suppose, but adorable is ok sometimes.) The 2nd one got crap reviews...and I am going to see it anyway. An excuse to watch Colin Firth smirk and be haughty some more. Which brings me to the real point - who's seen the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice? I personally thought Colin Firth was *wonderful* as Darcy. --BUT-- it has recently come to my attention that not everyone feels that way. I was nearly as devastated as when I learned that not everyone wanted John Kerry to be the next President of the United States. So...if not Colin Firth - who? Can't be Jeremy Northam, as he is the perfect Mr. Knightley. Any one care to take this on??
posted by BabelBabe @ 7:51 PM
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1 - The Nanny Diaries was actually a good book. A little chick lit-ish to start but it made me cry. Chick lit NEVER makes me cry. And you will try to never take your own child for granted after reading it. Really good characters. And the ending still haunts me, two years later. I'm not being hyperbolic.
2 - Jane Austen is not chick lit. Ever. Emphatically. Chick lit is brain candy (Reeses pb cups, not FiveStar bars...) - there for the moment but completely unmemorable and virtually interchangeable with another chick lit offering. (See point 1.) So I suppose BJ doesn't qualify - but what was memorable about it was the movie in this case, not the book. The book happened to be a fortunate source that came to life under the hands of a comically talented director and some good-looking and charming actors. In fact, I read the book - or tried to - before I saw the movie and could not even finish it. Renee Zellweger *is* Bridget and redeemed an ok book. I managed to read it and enjoy it after seeing the movie because of Renee. The second book is completely irredeemable - but Renee and Colin reprise their roles in the movie so am forced to see it. v.g.
3 - I HATED A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius. First, anyone who calls anyone he loves Topher ought to be taken out and shot immediately. Maybe I'll start calling my kids Imon and Ude? Ugh, stupid man. Secondly (yes, hierarchy within hierarchy, sorry) the man is heartbreakingly full of self-pity and staggering smugness and self-indulgence. Unreadable.
OK, and now I must sleep. I just woke up from a disturbing dream about how far you have to be from the site of a plane crash to survive if you are on the ground. Dreamlike, I wasn't me yet I somehow picked up someone like Simon, got him in the car, and got far enough away to save us, but couldn't get my mom and dad in time (who in any case have been dead for years so arguably did not even feel the effect of the plane crashing upon their house?) This dream somehow morphed into ending with me, Dan, Si, and Jude all very competently swimming in the Ohio River, admiring a team of college swimmers doing a workout there, when one of them runs over Jude (I am stupidly allowing my 18-month-old to doggy-paddle ten feet away from me, smiling proudly at his aptitude - WTF???) and I watch him sink below the murky water of the river, knowing in my heart he is going to just keep sinking because it's not like a swimming pool where you can just dive to the clear blue bottom and scoop him up. Anyone care to interpret? Whew. The dreams freaked and wiped me out. That's why I am typing away at 2 a.m. I had to check CNN before getting in bed to make sure nothing catastrophic is happening in the world that I might sleep through. See what being raised a Baptist and awaiting the Rapture with dread and terror of your parents being taken but not you will do to your psyche? Ay-yi-yi.
That said, if I were a writer, there really should be a book in the germ of my dream idea. It was wild, and way more complex thanI can recapture. But I'm not.
Also, I need your vote on Mr Darcy. And if you haven't seen the BBC version of P&P we will immediately rent it and have an intervention.
The airplanes drove me bonkers on the NSide but here I don't mind them. They're not as low, and not nearly as frequent. Dan seems ok with them - or at least he's not demanding that we move to Zelienople or something. All is well in ATC world, for the moment. Sigh.
Yeah, I seem to have air issues. Both those dreams you described are recurring ones I have.
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