terça-feira, 8 de fevereiro de 2011

College meltdown and tiny tiny ode to Ms Cabot

 (Accidentally bumped into it looking for something Gilmore Girl-y on college, this guy, Rory O´Brien has some great b&w shots.)
I started reading a new book. Well, I´ve finished it already. How does that help on that list I need to finish plus the book the Club is reading? No idea. But it beats the hell out of chocolate for the minor college breakdown. After much stress over the acceptance exams, the results finally came in and I´ve passed in all three I´d applied to (YEY), and now am facing that satisfied but equally stressful phase of picking one. By Thursday. That´s two days from now. So I needed something to calm me, and Meg Cabot usually does the trick.
I know she doesn´t have all that credit around readers and bloggers over 14, but whenever I read her (and I´ve done so since I was 11) I feel so comfy and happy and free of concern - all her novels are quick, even if they´re thick, and light, fun, easy-going. Last year a couple of friends and I went to one of her book signings and it was absolutely fantastic (but that´s a long story for another time) - to prepare for it, we reread The Boy Next Door, Every Boy´s Got One, the final Princess Diaries which had just come out, and then some others we didn´t remember entirely. It proved to be so much fun we´re thinking of reading the entire Princess and  maybe the 1-800 series to remember all the details. But, while we track down some books we don´t yet possess (no more school library to be of any assistance) I´ve contented myself with Avalon High, which I could hardly remember the story. I started last night and finished it just now. Can´t say I´m getting too old for Meg Cabot. And now I have an urge to read something about King Arthur. Wonder why.
A friend had mentioned there was a Disney movie on it, and I just watched the trailer. Good heavens, what have they done? They´ve completely changed it. It looks terrible! Someone should be fired.
Nonetheless, Book List updated.

xoxo
 (I looved this picture and was trying to figure out a use for it.)

segunda-feira, 31 de janeiro de 2011

No, you didn´t, Christopher!


I was pushing some chapters of New Moon, Bella is even worse than I remembered, it´s freaking annoying. So I watched the Gentleman Prefer Blondes I´d bought (you know how you gotta check if they are properly working and all...). Marilyn was better than I remembered. In the book I read about her, they say she started the "serious" acting classes a couple of movies after GPB, but I think she was already very good. She plays the "silly" blonde with perfection. Why did they bug her so much about it? Or better yet, why don´t  they bug people like Nina Dobrev (though now that she´s playing the Bad Girl she showed fairly good acting skills)? She looks almost as dead as Bella. Either way, it looks like all the nice, cute set of shots they do today have come from some old movie - had never noticed those shots at the store fronts in Paris before.
But then mum and I started that marathon and watched some Gilmore Girls. We got to the 2.14 (It should have been Lorelai? Something like that) and stopped and I´m so bloody mad. Christopher (aka Rory´s dad) went to Rory´s debate thing and brought Cherie, his girlfriend (loved the name), with him. And she´s all neat and tidy and babbling about wanting to meet the perfect Rory and wanting to take her out to get to know her better, meanwhile telling Lorelai that there´s no reason for them to become friends, or get to know each other at all. It´s not like she´s Rory´s mother. Or the owner of the house she lives in. Bitch. And then Lorelai has a slight meltdown on the last scene of the episode and tells Christopher that she thinks she had been sort of subconsciously waiting for him to get himself together so that one day they´d get together and play house and blablabla, but that now that he was serious about another woman she could finally get closure or whatever. And Christopher snaps at her! And yells that he´s not responsible for her unhappiness for the last 15 years and did she have anything else to burden him with. Hello? Mother of your perfect child, until this season ignored? Jackass. And then he goes outside and does the big family hug thing with Rory and Cherie while looking through the window at Lorelai. Not a big fan of cursing, but a few of them (and perhaps a smile and a certain finger) would be pardonable at this occasion.
I get mad at tv shows. I get mad at movies. I get mad at books. I yell at them, I make harsh notes on them, I give them the stink eye (the friend who read my commented Twilight books is still shocked). Oh well.
But wouldn´t you agree that if you´re watching a fiction anything, you´d expect the characters in it to do what you´d like to do but was too nervous, polite or just clueless to do? Which is why I get hugely frustrated when the men with guns don´t shoot the Evil Guy´s head while he´s abusing/threatening/brushing a knife across the throat of some scared pretty girl (have you seen that movie yet?). I´m sidetracking, habit, sorry.
So, Christopher is an idiot, and if he doesn´t apologize in some episode to come, he´s a jerk and I will root against him.
(I was looking for a certain picture of Marilyn and Jane in GPB that had an "awesome resolution", and I found this website, filled with them. Gotta love it. Remember that Woody Allen/Scarlett Johansson shoot? Didn´t she look an awful lot like this? And then I did some more digging and found Beauty Bombshells, and I´m following them, this Diana Dor picture bellow is putting Victoria´s to shame, see this post.)
Diana Dors - mental note to watch one of hers too.
(Hey, I am on the Femme Fatale Challenge)

Can´t see her moping around because of a stupid vampire.


xoxo

domingo, 30 de janeiro de 2011

Blair Waldorf


I was reading this and clicking on the links for the Blair Waldorf look sites when it hit me (actually, it frequently hits me, but I´m always surprised), even if the guys from the show miraculously sent me a Blair look, I´d so not look like Blair. I think we all like her, even with all the scheming and bitchness, because Leighton Meester is just that good. She´s poised. She´s witty. She knows how to behave, how to walk, how to talk and all the goods - she´s a lady, but not a dumb, conformed one. We all want to be like that. So we might as well try being more lady-like and less jeans-wearing, even without all her money to help.
Meanwhile, Blair Fashion is always around, and they all look bloody fantastic.
Gossip Girl is my guilty pleasure, eventhough this last season I´ve been hearing about rather than watching it. Whenever my mom sees it, she asks why on Earth am I watching a show in which people are mean to one another and drink too much too often, to which I always reply - the clothes, mum, the clothes. Well, that and Chuck.


Currently Reading #1

Clearly Saturdays are bad days for posting, and given the amount of books I´ve started this week and not yet finished, I thought it best to write them down, instead of the wish list, which will only make more indecisive and... non-conclusive. Here we go:
Good Omens
by Neil Gaiman
The book I promised my bf I´d read - and it´s actually quite good, but I can´t seem to focus on it as much as I should, and I end up being stuck at some early page.

Must Love Dogs
by Claire Cook
I thought maybe a romcom book would speed up my reading and then I could go back to GO and all would be well. I´m sort of stuck in this one too. Maybe it has something to do with me being on my teens and not yet frustrated and divorced. Lacks John Cusack.





New Moon
by Stephenie Meyer
A friend and I are rereading the series for a while now, making comments on the margins and swapping them, it´s great fun. But I´m stuck on this one and I gotta hurry and finish it this week at the latest!





The Luxe
by Abba Godbersen
I knew I should be content by the other three and move along already, but today I went out with the parents for lunch and then sat at a not-so-good bookstore, and read this book, which I´ve been picking up and reading a couple of pages ever since it first got there (it´s actually all wrinkled up and used). Last time I went there (and found Daisy Miller!!) I had said to myself: Noone is going to be interested, it will be here when I finish all the other books. But it´s pretty... and it´s fun and kind of Blair Waldorf-y and I like it. I´ve got to chapter eight and already feel sorry for the mean girl and am swearing at the Henry Schoonmaker fella - what´s wrong with these girls? If he wanted to marry you, he´d propose already, you idiot.

And that´s what I´ve  been jungling lately.
xoxo

The Paris Shock

Oh my God, have I mentioned how much I hate Vista? All of its tiny cute details take an eternity to load and they make my HP look like one of those ancient, slow motion computers. But then I can´t take all the cute details away because they are cute and by now I am used to them. Not fair.
Now that we´ve got tthat covered, have I mentioned I´m a Gilmore Girls fan? Ever since those happy, absolutely guilt-free days when I came back from school and watched endless marathons of Everwood, E.R., Friends and, my favourite, Gilmore Girls, I have loved loved loooved Gilmore Girls. They talked fast and they always found a way to make it up to whoever it is they had disappointed. Plus, Rory and Lorelai are nice names to pronounce.
This holiday season, mum and I went a bit wacky (and I had money from Christmas) and bought the Gilmore Girls Box. The entire collection. Every episode. And since I´ve bugged her for this for a long, long time and we have agreed on only watching it together (it was a 50-50 purchase), we´ve been spending a couple of afternoons devoted to the sole purpose of watching GG and eating junk food with gallons of water. So far, we´ve gotten through the first season and today managed to get to the end of DVD 2 (out of 6), season 2 (out of 7)! It´s been about a week. When it ends, we´ll have to rewatch it, ´cause we´ll have forgotten the beginning and it will probably become a vicious cycle. And I still want to write down comments on my favourite episodes (my favourite is the last one from the first season, “Because I love you, you idiot” is so cute! But I can´t remember which one has the Town´s Troubadour complaining about the competition on the town´s meeting thing – see? Notes are important).
This whole thing started because of Sookie, really. We´d watched a couple of Mike & Molly episodes (if you don´t know, Sookie is Molly) and it is so upsetting. I don´t know if the script is just bad (no offense, new comedy sitcoms, but you are all pretty sucky at the moment), but she´s so GOOD at the fun and perky thing and it is so not showing at M&M. Am I too choosy or nostalgic? TV used to be fun and perky, now it all looks a bit more plastic than I´d like – have you seen Better With You? All the lines are supposed to be funny and all the actors do the cute comedy faces and it´s all fast paced and I-want-to-look-like-Friends, I watched the first episode and was bothered by the whole Too Familiar setting they had, suddenly I was disliking the guy who was supposed to be Likable Guy, eventhough I kind of liked all the actors. I miss coming home to Friends. To Everwood. So now, Gilmore Girls it is. And my sleeping and/or staring into the ceiling activities have taken up more time too.
[Paris Shock begins]
But do you know what´s really freaky about all this GG watching? Aside from being slightly jealous of Stars Hollow and all the freedom it provided, I´ve seen more of Paris than I remembered and I´m starting to notice too many things that we have in common. Seriously, I am a lot like the girl who got the “Recreating the Bitch” chapter in that feminist GG analysis book! There is an episode in season one where Rory is all messy because of that kiss with Tristin and they are together in a project to create a country and its government, and Paris is energeticaly talking about which form of government they should choose and which historical figures they should aim for and blablabla and meanwhile all I could think was “Gee, that´d be so cool, why didn´t I ever have to write a paper on that? The closest I got to was that assignment for the utopic school project, that was so much fun! But think about a whole country. I´d have to pick a name and a flag, the type of government, the elective posts, maybe the local sayings and some sketches of the streets and the public places...” and all of a sudden I was cursing the fact that now school was over and I couldn´t suggest it to my teacher, not that he´d take it anyway, and wondering if I could make it another independant project for this holiday (which is getting shorter and shorter every minute). Maybe I could find some books on alternative governmental options. See? “Intense.” That´s me. That´s us. People get freaked out by it. Have you noticed that my posts come in blocks at the same day and/or in huge length? Not on purpose. Besides, bossy. We´re both freaking bossy. And I don´t even have a boss position in the school paper (which didn´t exist) or whatever. I´m just bossy on my own. I really tried to quit it, but it is bigger than me, so I might as well embrace it.
Actually, I might as well embrace it all, I´m the “Recreating the Bitch” girl. (Only I´m not actually mean. Suffer with some people-pleasing needs I´ve been trying to dissolve ever since I found out most people prefer people who treat them like they´re nothing at all special. Very poor social skills at hand, but the shame part is mostly finished and all that Lorelai talk must be getting into my head.)
Must go back to all those unfinished books.

xoxo
Non-mean Paris with much less money and much shorter hair.

(January 29th)

domingo, 23 de janeiro de 2011

Wish List #2

I have spent all of my Saturday facing food poisoning, which perhaps serves me to never take food from a sour waitress ever again. But it was my intention to fix Wish List on Saturdays. So, delayed second Wish List follows, the theme is letter writing and reading.


Letters to Juliet
by Lise Friedman
I was (re)watching Letters to Juliet the other day and stumbled on the extras, which talked about the book. Apparently, it is not the story of a specific couple like in the movie, but a more general approach, trying to find the reason behind writing letters to Juliet, telling the history of the 'Club of Juliet', and transcribing some of the letters. It sounds very interesting. Plus, great reviews at GR. It seems this writer is praised everywhere.

Jane Austen's Letters
by Jane Austen and Deirdre Le Faye
A collection of letters from Jane Austen to her sister, family, friends and editors. Since I'm more than a little curious about how letters were actually written at her time (was it really what it showed in P&P?), I'm eagerly looking for this novel in my trusted bookshops and thrift shops.
Needless to say, great reviews at GR (4 stars), but perhaps that is due to the selected readers (ever heard of anyone who didn't like Austen reading her letters?).
Has anyone read this? It's been a little tricky to find it.


Dear Jane Austen - A Heroine's Guide to Life and Love
by Patrice Hannon
One of the blogs to which I subscribe is The Bennet Sisters and just today they posted a review on this book, and it does sound like a lovely, light read. It made me recall that scene from Jane Austen's Book Club, "What would Jane do?". Plus, it's got more information on her life, which on its own would work for me.
Hoping to become the composed, confident lady of Austen's novels.




The Wednesday Letters
by Jason F. Wright
Admittedly, this is the book I am most likely to forget about in this list (I dislike the "They died in each other's arms", Nicholas Sparks thing), but it poses a nice little notion of sending letters to your spouse. And of immortalizing part of their relationship for their children.
If I ever come across this book, I'll read it.
Has anyone tried it?
Almost 4 stars in GR.


And that was it for this week,
xoxo

quinta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2011

Pride & Prejudice [Jane Austen]

 I've finally finished this much cherished novel, feeling as light and dazed by Mr. Darcy, and Lizzy and Jane's happiness as one could possibly be. It's impossible to read all this and not wish the habit of letter writing was still installed in modern societies (emails and facebook notes just don't count), I shall really miss it in every other romance I read.
But let's get along with it. I have two aspects I'd like to discuss. First, Austen's style and how the story is delivered, which I found most peculiar in comparisom to the several chick flicks and even historical romances I've read; and secondly, the story itself, which is somewhat different than what I had in mind after carefully watching and rewatching charming Matthew MacFayden's performance and some vague recollections of the older Colin Firth version (which I now intend on watching entirely).
On contrary to what several introductions and fans have said, I did not think Jane Austen was an easy read, nor that the flow of the narrative made it any easier, reason why I had several times before started reading this novel and given up (as several of my most insistent friends); however, it was only a few weeks ago, in an impulse of insomnia, that I picked up a very pretty version my mother had given me for Christmas, one that would be shameful to be left unread, that I actually read some thirty chapters - and then was caught in Elizabeth and Jane's envyable sisterhood, in Sir William's politeness,  in enjoying  Mr. Bingley's manners,  growing a strong dislike for Mrs. Bennet, and so forth. I began carrying it back and forth in my bag to my classes and exams, but it turns out Pride & Prejudice is a reading to be done at home, comfortably nested in your bed or couch, allowing yourself to be completely sunk in to a very agreeable and peaceful British countryside.
Regarding the rhythm more specifically, I found it very odd indeed. I had watched movies like The Jane Austen Book Club and awaited the mentioned scenes with much eagerness. The encounter with Mr. Darcy in the woods, for example. And as they came, with as much emphasis and length as any other business related in the novel, I was at loss - what is meant to be important in this story? There's no preparation, no anxiety inducing like all the other stories I've read. What is perceived as the climax in the novel - the declaration of a love that survived a very poor denial - comes out of nowhere, in a simple, as much causal as a conversation can be in an 18/19th century story, to sweep us off our feet and make us as blushed and pleased as Elizabeth herself. (Much to contrast with the new movie, with the non-explained and slightly dream-like encounter of the lovers in a field during dawn, which only manages to make us stare at MacFayden, delighted.) It's a new approach for me, and did confuse me quite a bit, but perhaps it adds to the magic of Pride & Prejudice, demanding a second and third read to notice all the details.
Indeed, I do believe rereading this novel will show several phrases and ironies I failed to notice this first time. I was quite insensitive to the more subtle remarks - it was only at the last chapters, with her restraining a comment to Mr. Darcy, judging it was too soon to make him laugh at himself, that I reread it and understood the humour. (I'm slow and quite ill-accustomed.)
Over to the story itself, I must say this was one of the - if not the -  happiest of happy endings. Austen does not disappoint the reader in detailing just how happy Jane and Bingley, and Elizabeth and Darcy are, and doesn't fail to describe the fate of the other characters as well, which is always nice - don't you hate it when the authors forget all about their side characters? I was pleased to find what was to be done of Mary and Kitty, specially.
Some scenes from the movies, which I now realise would have very little effect in a book, like my favourite from the new version (when Mr. Darcy helps Elizabeth to her carriage and there's hand-touching  and it's oh-so-amazing), or the alternative ending for the same movie (with the Mrs. Darcy dialogue), or the river scene in the old version (which I'm not quite sure of when it happens) don't appear in the book, as much as I hoped for them through every page. At least as far as I remember, neither movie represents the slowness, the civility and the subtlery of everything in this novel. But then again, as mentioned, I hardly recall the Colin Firth version, which I plan on watching to-morrow morning :]
Also, I had never noticed in the other much shorter versions I'd read that there are so many names of people and places that simply don't exist. I know it's rather silly and useless to keep mentioning places I don't know, but I must confess I stared for quite a while at the first "----shire" that came up. I hope it is not a cruel joke by Pocket Books.
On yet another comparisom, I was surprised to see such a different Ms. Darcy from the one in the movie (a lively, adorable girl who made a very good addition to the female cast), though it does make a whole lot more sense to have a shy, nervous, self-conscious young girl to have such a past.
I had read that the director of the Keira Knightly version, who I've grown quite annoyed with ever since I heard him say he wanted to cut off Mary from the script - no matter how many lines she has, you simply don't cut off, or think about cutting off, characters from classic novels -, plus blame him for making the face of Keira branded to Elizabeth's in my mind for ever, said he thought the relationship between her and Jane was an idealization of the relationship between Jane Austen and her sister, thus, seeing it as fake. Perhaps because I'm an only child and already idealize brotherly and sisterly affection, I saw it as the strongest of friendships, as a true regard for one another, a concern for their happiness and a mutual joy when succeeded. Though at some bits it looks forced, so do many other moments and lines, simply because that sort of care and feeling is no longer present - or at least, no longer expressed as it once were - hence, I put the blame on Time.
To conclude, as I've mentioned, I shall miss the letter writing and reading that takes place within the story, and the easeness and lightness of a time that I wish I had lived to see. I hope to read other books of the era, with letters, British countryside, and other handsome, charming men (if not as delightful as Mr. Darcy, at least equally agreeable to meet). Beginning with Sense & Sensibility, which I'll read in February. Meanwhile perhaps I could go back to the used book shop and get that Letter Writing For All Occasions...

Short Review
Tough to start, but a terrifically entertaining read. Reccomended to any fan of historical novels, who has any general interest in 18/19th century courtship and habits, or who has seen any of the movies and felt there was something missing.

Rating: 9/10