It was alright.
I picked it up in August, in a charity shop because back when I was a Netflix subscriber, I had added the McAvoy film to my To View list but had never quite got around to watching it. So I thought I'd start from the other end; that is to say, the beginning, in reading the book.
To be fair, I should add in a disclaimer that One Day also inspired a mediocre response from me so Nicholls isn't exactly one of my favourite authors. My response in both cases has been one of wanting to shake some sense into his characters, to "get it together!" so perhaps whereas others may find their qualities familiar or endearing; for me, that's just not the case.
I'll probably pass on the film altogether now, especially with having read how the plot-line diverges from the text. At least Nicholls' ending showed some degree of sense.
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Saturday, 6 October 2018
Monday, 30 October 2017
Northanger Abbey
I recently happened to chance across the film on tv, which reminded me this was still one of the two of Austen's I'd not read before. Easily remedied then once I came across the book on the lending bookshelf at work. Having studied Gothic romance in the past, Austen's gentle mocking of her heroine did rather make me smile. It's no Persuasion but it's good to be better acquainted with her earlier work.
.............
‘The nicest; – by which I suppose you mean the neatest. That must depend upon the binding.’
‘Henry,’ said Miss Tilney, ‘you are very impertinent. Miss Morland, he is treating you exactly as he does his sister. He is for ever finding fault with me, for some incorrectness of language, and now he is taking the same liberty with you. The word “nicest,” as you used it, did not suit him; and you had better change it as soon as you can, or we shall be overpowered with Johnson and Blair all the rest of the way.’
‘I am sure,’ cried Catherine, ‘I did not mean to say anything wrong; but it is a nice book, and why should not I call it so?’
‘Very true,’ said Henry, ‘and this is a very nice day, and we are taking a very nice walk, and you are two very nice young ladies. Oh! it is a very nice word indeed! – It does for everything. Originally perhaps it was applied only to express neatness, propriety, delicacy, or refinement; – people were nice in their dress, in their sentiments, or their choice. But now every commendation on every subject is comprised in that one word.’
.....
Her passion for ancient edifices was next in degree to her passion for Henry Tilney - and castles and abbies made usually the charm of those reveries which his image did not fill.
Friday, 18 September 2015
Loaned.
Zafon, because a girl can always read some more of his. Always.
GG, having just watched the modern film, I thought I'd trace my steps backwards, &
LL, given the BBC's autumnal offerings, getting ahead of the game.
The only one which I haven't read yet have been meaning to do so for a number of years.
The only one which I haven't read yet have been meaning to do so for a number of years.
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Sunday, 3 May 2015
Monday, 27 June 2011
from the Stylist:
100 Best Films From Books We Love
Literary adaptations that stormed the big-screen
Although for me, there's definitely an I Capture The Castle-shaped hole. Personal preference.
Hurrah for my other 2 big favourites though:
Cunningham's The Hours & The Princess Bride amongst others.
Thursday, 7 April 2011
Crimson & the White / I
Thoughts from Michel Faber's article, notable for the shift from former Joycean artistic indifference to his work. Also interesting for how he perceives the adaptation as having its identity first & foremost as a text.
The closing paragraph:
When answering questions, over the years, about film and TV adaptations of my books, I have always maintained that no movie or TV series could ever change or damage my work. The Crimson Petal and the White is a book, and it will win or lose the trust of each reader when they begin reading its pages. That relationship will go on. But, to my surprise, I've just seen something on TV that I feel has its own artistic integrity and its own emotional power. It's someone else's baby, but damn it, I care how it gets treated.I mean to watch this. I've been advised to read the novel before. (I even chanced to walk past a second-hand copy laid out on a table at the Meadows' fair last summer, thinking I'd walk back to pick it up later on in the day; rather remiss of me.)
Now friends have also been pointing me towards the tv adaptation.
(Costumes? Poetry? Period? Check. Romola Garai, Shirley Henderson & Richard E. Grant? Treble check.) I'll get onto Faber's original version this summer, I think.
Saturday, 6 November 2010
Procurement || & Dorian Gray
A friend of a friend who is Phdding in Publishing put out a questionnaire the other day. Amongst the range of questions asked was,
So the other day as I took a turn out of the office, I went past Shelter (temptingly two down from Work) & made my way down the hill in search of Oxfam and Atonement. Because it's not just the orphaned dross which ends up on the shelves, the familiar covers of the 'once read, now abandoned' authors. (Heh.) You can actually count on certain recent books to be there. Lo & behold, not one but two copies to choose from. Sorted.
I wanted Atonement specifically as Filmhouse are screening the film again this month (the wider 'burgh public get to benefit from 'The Film of the Book' course) & as I never caught it the last time round, I'm giving myself the next sixteen to complete it & fulfil the Golden Rule. Book first; film second. Why I want to see it: Romola Garai has an early turn as Briony & I love her acting; James McAvoy also features as the hero, likewise and Keira Knightley, well, she's not all bad. Plus, an epic element with landscape of war serving as a backdrop & repercussions of a single decisive life-changing event echoing down the ages. As I write, I still don't know what Briony actually sees between Cecilia & Robbie nor how she reports it so fatefully - that's all still to come; no spoilers, please!
From just looking at the shelves, I'd already spent £18. Line of sight included:
I also picked up one called, The Song Is You by Arthur Phillips. I had to just nip back to my bookshelf as the title itself (although I was remembering along the lines of Whitman) is not memorable. I knew if I did not pick it up then, I'd probably never seek it out again.
The latter interested me and my choice of the latter had me intrigued. Often a book's title has been recommended, memorised, stored up to find sometime later so if I chance across it, I might purchase. This one however had only a cover & a blurb to go by. So what helped it out of the door in my hands? A few things. In the blurb, there's both a cliché and an unconventional aspect,
DG offered a shorter read & a quicker route in as befitted evening trainhours escapism. I did uncover a whole stockpile of Wilde's epigrams within its pages & it felt sometimes as though they were coming in so thick & fast, the characters lacked depth, serving instead as merely witty mouthpieces on occasion.
Yet it was still a good read. Lord Heny Wooton was in particular, very powerfully and darkly drawn and so beyond the realm of conscience, " .. I feel not / This deity in my bosom."
There were other areas too which I appreciated:
- the dual nature of Dorian as he descended to the depths of gutter life whilst still maintaining the public appearance;
- numerous comical exchanges, and impending tragedy;
- interest in Wilde's handling of male friendship-cum-attraction and the social abuse of opium;
- Wilde's infinitely good reflections upon relationships between the sexes and shrewd epigrammatic remarks which did prompt a wry smile.
which worked fine as a compiled list but I fell into that black hole of "Other _______ " as my mainstay in book supplies comes out of the hordes of Edinburgh's charity shops. We're lucky to have them exist in packs up here with the useful addition of a few dedicated charity bookshops - Oxfam, in particular, excels in this field.
So the other day as I took a turn out of the office, I went past Shelter (temptingly two down from Work) & made my way down the hill in search of Oxfam and Atonement. Because it's not just the orphaned dross which ends up on the shelves, the familiar covers of the 'once read, now abandoned' authors. (Heh.) You can actually count on certain recent books to be there. Lo & behold, not one but two copies to choose from. Sorted.
I wanted Atonement specifically as Filmhouse are screening the film again this month (the wider 'burgh public get to benefit from 'The Film of the Book' course) & as I never caught it the last time round, I'm giving myself the next sixteen to complete it & fulfil the Golden Rule. Book first; film second. Why I want to see it: Romola Garai has an early turn as Briony & I love her acting; James McAvoy also features as the hero, likewise and Keira Knightley, well, she's not all bad. Plus, an epic element with landscape of war serving as a backdrop & repercussions of a single decisive life-changing event echoing down the ages. As I write, I still don't know what Briony actually sees between Cecilia & Robbie nor how she reports it so fatefully - that's all still to come; no spoilers, please!
From just looking at the shelves, I'd already spent £18. Line of sight included:
- Ghostwritten - David Mitchell
- Khaled Hosseini - A Thousand Splendid Suns; Kite Runner
- Love in a Time of Cholera - Gabriel García Márquez (I was informed over the summer that I absolutely should read this, causing it to move higher up the ranks; as well as Paul Auster's New York Trilogy. All in good time...)
I also picked up one called, The Song Is You by Arthur Phillips. I had to just nip back to my bookshelf as the title itself (although I was remembering along the lines of Whitman) is not memorable. I knew if I did not pick it up then, I'd probably never seek it out again.
The latter interested me and my choice of the latter had me intrigued. Often a book's title has been recommended, memorised, stored up to find sometime later so if I chance across it, I might purchase. This one however had only a cover & a blurb to go by. So what helped it out of the door in my hands? A few things. In the blurb, there's both a cliché and an unconventional aspect,
- a shock of dark red hair sings with a voice that demands his attention.Music also plays a strong part & I like that. It's a vital contributor to the richness of life. It weaves itself in in the smallest of ways and so significantly enhances the whole experience. A book which can tell of its story, High Fidelity as case in point here, has my vote.
- Though they do not meet, a strange and unlikely love affair is ignited.
A uniquely heart-breaking dark comedy about obsession and loss ?Well, we shall see... Book Thief back on hold for Christmastime & travels then. (I'm almost tempted to also chuck War & Peace in there as well as I'll be abroad from home for some time then.) As it happened, The Picture of Dorian Gray ended up jumping the queue into my suitcase that day. I also had Distant Star with me as planned but that one requires a whole blog-post unto itself. Mixed opinions lie there.
DG offered a shorter read & a quicker route in as befitted evening trainhours escapism. I did uncover a whole stockpile of Wilde's epigrams within its pages & it felt sometimes as though they were coming in so thick & fast, the characters lacked depth, serving instead as merely witty mouthpieces on occasion.
Yet it was still a good read. Lord Heny Wooton was in particular, very powerfully and darkly drawn and so beyond the realm of conscience, " .. I feel not / This deity in my bosom."
There were other areas too which I appreciated:
- the dual nature of Dorian as he descended to the depths of gutter life whilst still maintaining the public appearance;
- numerous comical exchanges, and impending tragedy;
- interest in Wilde's handling of male friendship-cum-attraction and the social abuse of opium;
- Wilde's infinitely good reflections upon relationships between the sexes and shrewd epigrammatic remarks which did prompt a wry smile.
Never trust a woman who wears mauve, whatever her age may be, or a woman over thirty-five who is fond of pink ribbons. It always means they have a history.... I can now also watch the film with a clear conscience & a proper understanding too. ;)
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Sunday, 24 October 2010
The Song Of Lunch
I got around to The Song Of Lunch this evening, some sixteen days after the nation watched it, thanks to wondrous i-player. Ah, it was a sumptuous treat with the fabulous pairing of Rickman & Thompson, slipping easily into the required roles: old flames, out for lunch.
Greg Wise (Producer) commented that,
And so we do. There was some beautiful phrasing & imagery in Reid's poem which prompted me to smile. Makes me partly want to go off & explore the text and yet the dramatisation of the poem, Rickman's voiceover brought the poem to life so beautifully, restoring written word to spoken song. Maybe if we shout loud enough, there'll be a DVD to follow suit, although there are fragments on youtube for now.
Greg Wise (Producer) commented that,
..we, as the audience, should forget that this is a poem, until a rhyming couplet suddenly jumps out at us - above all, we should be taken on a wonderful journey, surrounded by words: words seamlessly moving from voice-over narration into dialogue, back into narration.
We should wallow in a sea of words: hear them, taste them, smell them.
And so we do. There was some beautiful phrasing & imagery in Reid's poem which prompted me to smile. Makes me partly want to go off & explore the text and yet the dramatisation of the poem, Rickman's voiceover brought the poem to life so beautifully, restoring written word to spoken song. Maybe if we shout loud enough, there'll be a DVD to follow suit, although there are fragments on youtube for now.
Friday, 3 September 2010
Train journey time!
Time to pick up The Book Thief, methinks...
Bring it!
Also accompanying me on the journey:
Distant Star (Roberto Bolaño);
Revolutionary Road (Richard Yates);
plus a re-reading of Hardy's Far From The Madding Crowd in potential readiness for a viewing of Tamara Drewe.
We'll see.
Bring it!
Also accompanying me on the journey:
Distant Star (Roberto Bolaño);
Revolutionary Road (Richard Yates);
plus a re-reading of Hardy's Far From The Madding Crowd in potential readiness for a viewing of Tamara Drewe.
We'll see.
Still undecided in how I'll feel about "a new genre: the contemporary pastoral comedy."
*Edit: I omitted reference to the middle-lady before as TD: Film being linked first & foremost to stemming forth first from TD: Comic Strip. Posy Simmonds of the Guardian being the original re-worker of Hardy's novel.
Saturday, 8 December 2007
We should write about books again!
I picked up Evelyn Waugh's Sword of Honour trilogy last Friday as I had a trainride home & books keep accompanying me back down to Yorkshire (Labyrinth, Tractors..Ukranian) but I can't seem to get started on them or have them hold my attention for long enough.
Waugh isn't entirely new to me - it was one of the texts for Literatures of World War II in 3rd year. But with it being 3 volumes long, I only got part-way through Book II last time so I'm recapping the bits I remembered (soldier, Halbadiers, ends up in Scotland) & bringing back to life everything else I had forgotten (quite a lot). This time I hope to finish it.
(And it's an Everyman classic, mmm ... cream-coloured pages, yum. I love Everyman books - they feel like such a treat.) Hopefully it will absorb me enough, along with my patchwork, to keep from pacing the floors at home this Christmas.
I've also decided that I will use the New Year to finish off Penelope, the last chapter of Ulysses - making good use of my pseudo-Scottishness with having two days off & thus bringing my four-year journey to an end. I'm quite looking forward to it.
I've also had The Magus recommended to me as a post-Ulyssses pick-up and there's Gideon Mack waiting for my attention and some serious JS Foer exploration to be done too! I was contemplating re-reading Northern Lights, prior to seeing the Golden Compass, which I visited before but not read properly.
I read a teenage novel the other evening, one of Iona's called Dear Nobody by Berlie Doherty ... I used to adore her Granny was a buffer girl when I was at Middle School, it was quite in keeping with my historical/romantic nature then :) I might write on that next - it did use He Wishes For The Cloths of Heaven after all!
I'm still ambling through both Yancey & Ovid but I did recently read High Fidelity on recommendation ...
High Fidelity: It started as part of a 'mixed-media conversation' with Carl during the Fringe where we were talking about asides to the audience/camera (like Branagh's Iago in Othello on film) & how it's more of a theatrical device & isn't employed that much for film. Carl mentioned that it's used in High Fidelity & it works ... so I figured book first (always, always - unless there's a time constraint), then film.
The way Carl talked about HF made me want to know more ... Rob, the main character seemed to be either screwed up or screwing up other people (intentionally, or not). Carl perceives the character (at least, from the film) as working through his issues & is also interested in how Robert wants to portray himself as a victim, even if that doesn't match the events we, the audience/readers, can see unfolding.
He also said that there's a sense of improvement in how Rob recognises his misinterpretations & by adjusting his behaviour, begins to redeem himself.
Waugh isn't entirely new to me - it was one of the texts for Literatures of World War II in 3rd year. But with it being 3 volumes long, I only got part-way through Book II last time so I'm recapping the bits I remembered (soldier, Halbadiers, ends up in Scotland) & bringing back to life everything else I had forgotten (quite a lot). This time I hope to finish it.
(And it's an Everyman classic, mmm ... cream-coloured pages, yum. I love Everyman books - they feel like such a treat.) Hopefully it will absorb me enough, along with my patchwork, to keep from pacing the floors at home this Christmas.
I've also decided that I will use the New Year to finish off Penelope, the last chapter of Ulysses - making good use of my pseudo-Scottishness with having two days off & thus bringing my four-year journey to an end. I'm quite looking forward to it.
I've also had The Magus recommended to me as a post-Ulyssses pick-up and there's Gideon Mack waiting for my attention and some serious JS Foer exploration to be done too! I was contemplating re-reading Northern Lights, prior to seeing the Golden Compass, which I visited before but not read properly.
I read a teenage novel the other evening, one of Iona's called Dear Nobody by Berlie Doherty ... I used to adore her Granny was a buffer girl when I was at Middle School, it was quite in keeping with my historical/romantic nature then :) I might write on that next - it did use He Wishes For The Cloths of Heaven after all!
I'm still ambling through both Yancey & Ovid but I did recently read High Fidelity on recommendation ...
High Fidelity: It started as part of a 'mixed-media conversation' with Carl during the Fringe where we were talking about asides to the audience/camera (like Branagh's Iago in Othello on film) & how it's more of a theatrical device & isn't employed that much for film. Carl mentioned that it's used in High Fidelity & it works ... so I figured book first (always, always - unless there's a time constraint), then film.
The way Carl talked about HF made me want to know more ... Rob, the main character seemed to be either screwed up or screwing up other people (intentionally, or not). Carl perceives the character (at least, from the film) as working through his issues & is also interested in how Robert wants to portray himself as a victim, even if that doesn't match the events we, the audience/readers, can see unfolding.
He also said that there's a sense of improvement in how Rob recognises his misinterpretations & by adjusting his behaviour, begins to redeem himself.
I wasn't entirely sold on the novel's ending ... I thought Robert's impulsive behaviour towards the end undercut the love resolution somewhat. But he does have an epiphany of sorts & gets his life back on track, even if it's done in a passive way.
In the end, I liked the book more than I expected to. (I think the whole laddish protagonist concept put me off - like Will in AAB, I though it'd be more of the same.) It did make me laugh out loud at times but equally it also made me grimace at Rob's behaviour & thoughts too. A level of selfishness & lack of compassion that I just did not like.
In the end, I liked the book more than I expected to. (I think the whole laddish protagonist concept put me off - like Will in AAB, I though it'd be more of the same.) It did make me laugh out loud at times but equally it also made me grimace at Rob's behaviour & thoughts too. A level of selfishness & lack of compassion that I just did not like.
I enjoyed how the book was situated, very much 'of the time' in the decade & all the musical references were gorgeous :)
I think I'll probably go back & read it again though, in a year or so.
Now I want to read Amis' The Rachel Papers which is meant to be similar but with a wilfully corrupt male protagonist who brings about the girl's downfall. I think it could be interesting to see how the two compare ... Amis' protagonist sounds to be much darker and more Machiavellian - it might make me like Robert more!
____________
For HF then,
Overall, it sits at a high ***
- I don't love it but I don't necessarily loathe it. I quite enjoyed it.
It's better than AAB as it reads more intelligently.
- I think having music at its centre gives it a heart which helps provide Rob with the emotional depth that would otherwise be lacking if the reader only had his actions to take into account.
- Fun *** ... it worked, was funny & it engaged me emotionally.
- Novelty *** ... Hornby is the 'good author in the overpopulated genre'. Enough said.
- Plot *** ... Basic premise but done well
(esp. 'the journey of redemption', delving back into the past etc).
Now I want to read Amis' The Rachel Papers which is meant to be similar but with a wilfully corrupt male protagonist who brings about the girl's downfall. I think it could be interesting to see how the two compare ... Amis' protagonist sounds to be much darker and more Machiavellian - it might make me like Robert more!
____________
For HF then,
Overall, it sits at a high ***
- I don't love it but I don't necessarily loathe it. I quite enjoyed it.
It's better than AAB as it reads more intelligently.
- I think having music at its centre gives it a heart which helps provide Rob with the emotional depth that would otherwise be lacking if the reader only had his actions to take into account.
- Fun *** ... it worked, was funny & it engaged me emotionally.
- Novelty *** ... Hornby is the 'good author in the overpopulated genre'. Enough said.
- Plot *** ... Basic premise but done well
(esp. 'the journey of redemption', delving back into the past etc).
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Sunday, 8 July 2007
Dialect & Desire | Lady Chatterley's Lover
Lady Chatterley's Lover did sneak in first, after all and Thor asked me to write about it. Fortunately for you all, I think, I'm a bit tired so I don't have my literary critic (Wordy Git) head on - which means it might be a bit more of a basic, better reasoning as to why I enjoyed it - rather than a socio-economic-feminist rant.
LCL was actually something of a self-prescribed antidote as I had recently finished another Lawrencian classic, Women In Love, which I'd picked up in December & had been reading on & off since.
As you know, I like to suffer a bit through my reading - to feel challenged or provoked ... fulfilled enough in what I've read & the time invested in the read.
WiL was that kind of a read. It's quite heavy-going at times especially as one of the characters, Birkin, is a self-portrait of Lawrence so he provides a mouthpiece for lots of Lawrencian thoughts & ideas. And the homoeroticism is a bit odd in its portrayal - it's manifested as (repressed) desire.
I even went as far to watch the film from the 70s, I think, to try & get more of a handle on what's going on in all the different love-entanglements - which was enjoyable, but I still think it's odd.
So I figured I would return to one of the classics I sped through in my teens, with the additional knowledge that Sean Bean plays the part of Mellors in the adaptation, hence replacing the Derbyshire accent in my head with the sexiest Yorkshire accent around.
The advantage of returning to an old read is that you know you enjoyed it first time round but you've forgotten many of the reasons why - so the twists & turns of the narrative come as a pleasant surprise.
Going back to LCL, I found that I enjoyed Lawrence's way of portraying his characters.
Clifford, Connie's husband, is an aristocrat nearing the end of his line, recently returned from the war, glorified but injured. His disabled status is slowly driving Connie to distraction, as what began as an intelligent, balanced love-affair has resulted in a marriage of dependence, curtailing her own physical & creative freedom.
Not only that, but Connie has also been typecast into playing the part of Lady Chatterley - a role in which she is not entirely at ease.
Her initial love affair with Michaelis works for so long but it is the spark between herself & Mellors that really moves the plot forward. Mellors, the gamekeeper, has also returned from war and having grown up in the mining village, his service to an officer of rank has given him better ideas about his abilities and identity. Clifford sees this as a streak of impertinence like having ideas above his station, but this is what draws Connie in.
Their love affair isn't romantic or straightforward - I think that's why I enjoy the novel so much. It's passionate and real, with miscommunication and misunderstandings.
There's an instance where Connie & Mellors are having sex & she just perceives him with utter contempt - it's quite chilling.
But what begins as lust for each other & escapism develops into something which is much more mutual and balanced .... it's like they don't need each other to exist, but that they chose to be together.
They learn a lot about themselves from being together - Connie becomes stronger & more independent and Mellors finds a woman who can match his passion and his intellect. They are both prepared to fight and prepared to risk and to contend with the social
fall-out on both sides. At the end, Mellors describes the spark between them in a beautiful poetic manner referring to the connection that they've unearthed.
_____________
Plot: ***
it's not the most radical storyline ever used (not now, anyway) but the narrative is strong & good.
it's not the most radical storyline ever used (not now, anyway) but the narrative is strong & good.
Fun: **
it's not a LOL kind of read, but Lawrence's way of looking sideways at characters within Soc is funny.
it's not a LOL kind of read, but Lawrence's way of looking sideways at characters within Soc is funny.
Novelty: ***
the only text I know to use the word cunt & somehow make it sound attractive, rather than ugly.
Overall: ****
... for the 'Pentecost flame'; for the passion, defiance and discovery of self.
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