Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn; My take on the book before you watch the miniseries on HBO

It's been a couple of years since I first found out that the screen rights to Gillian Flynn's Sharp Objects had been optioned with Amy Adams set to star. Since then we've learned it's headed, not for your local theatre, but for your television screen via HBO. I can see the psychological thriller will make a dark and intoxicating mini-series somewhat in the True Detective mold. Much like we were by the detectives on that show, we're just as—if not more—fascinated by the dark side of Camille Preaker, the haunted, secretive reporter trying to shed light on a murder case, as we are the murderer and the victims of the crime. I suppose that's true for the lead character in most murder mysteries; we love our Poirots, our Lucas Davenports, our Kinsey Milhones, our Stephanie Plums but there's something about Camille. She's a whole lot darker, and more damaged. We may be fascinated but, with the way she conducts herself, we're not exactly falling in love with her either. 

Here's the lowdown from B&N dating back to 2006 when this debut novel from the former Entertainment Weekly critic was first published:
"My sweater was new, stinging red and ugly." An edgy first line, and it provides the perfect opening for this gritty debut novel by journalist Flynn. Her protagonist, Camille Preaker, is a reporter for a second-rate Chicago newspaper. A solitary woman with a cynical bent, she appears to have carved out a workable life for herself despite a painful past and an estranged family. But when a second young girl turns up missing in Camille's hometown -- shortly after another local girl was found murdered -- Camille's editor sends her home to Missouri to cover the story. The question is, can Camille get to the bottom of the story before her demons get the best of her? A classic whodunit, Sharp Objects is an gripping page-turner. Readers follow Camille to the field as she examines crime scenes, interviews the friends and family of the victims, and probes reticent investigators for information. After all, the world of investigative reporting is tantalizing. Take, for example, the provocative flirting between Camille and a Kansas City detective assigned to the cases. Is it sex they're after, or simply information? And the gradual unfolding of Camille's alarming past will keep readers riveted until the very last page. Flynn writes with impressive authenticity about difficult, often painful, subject matter. As its title suggests, Sharp Objects is a cutting, incisive read. 
Whoever wrote this blurb got it right, right? Camille is not your typical protagonist; once a cutter, always a cutter fighting the urge, Flynn gives us an unflinching look at Camille's sad secret, her inner demons, the tortured workings of her mind. The reporter drinks too much - actually a lot of the characters drink too much, or do drugs of one kind or another, Flynn making the point that there's not much else to do in this sleepy midwest backwoods of a town - and she often makes the wrong choices. One of them is allowing her editor, Curry, to talk her into going back to her hometown - a place she hasn't been in years - to cover the murder of a young girl, the second in as many years. 
It's easy to see why she left Wind Gap. Her mother, Adora, is a piece of work. In retrospect I can't imagine why Camille would ever, ever subject herself to staying there at all, much less the length of time she hangs on. For me that was one of the few false notes Flynn struck. While the author tries to give credibility to the choice by making it a financial issue - she doesn't get paid much by the crappy newspaper she writes for and there's not much available in the way of an expense account - it's crystal clear Camille should steer clear of what is a very toxic environment. Adora, who Camille tells us is 'like a girl's very best doll, the kind you don't play with' craves adoration aimed at her but does not reciprocate in any kind of healthy, maternal manner, would put Mommy Dearest to shame.  The wealthy owner of a pig processing plant, a place the author paints in all too graphic detail, Adora owns the small Missouri town. At one point we see she's powerful enough to waltz in and announce that an interview Camille is conducting is over. Finished. That's all she wrote. And Camille, a grown woman, cut down and humiliated, allows it. And yet Camille, like a child, still yearns for her mother's love, for her approval. 

Patricia Clarkson plays Adora

Oh, I can not wait to see Patricia Clarkson as Adora! In her late forties she looks younger with her 'glowing pale skin, with long blonde hair and pale blue eyes' Adora is the kind of mother Gone Girl's Amy Dunne might turn out to be. Manipulative, jealous, demanding and punitive. Hmmm. 
Camille's stepfather is purposely less interesting, he's a wispy nothing interested only in his aviation books and his cocktails. Only a man like that could allow the familial goings on to go on right under his willfully ignorant nose. Frankly, it doesn't matter much who plays him, he's not much more than background action.

Eliza Scanlen is Camille's sister Amity (Amma)

And then there are the sisters; Camille's dead sister Marian that Adora showered all her affection on; caring for her, bathing her, ministering to her needs in sick devotion, casting Camille aside, and Amity—Amma for short—Camille's beautiful, prematurely sexualized thirteen year old half-sister who rules over the town's middle school with just as much power as her mother wields over the town. Another piece of work. And another female in Camille's life that she's drawn to and obsessed by. Flynn draws her in detail, 'her flushed face had the roundness of a girl barely in her teens and her hair was parted in ribbons, but her breasts, which she aimed proudly outward, were those of a grown woman. A lucky grown woman.' There should be plenty of young Chloe Grace Moretz types out there to play the role; so many of today's girls seem old beyond their years, innocence and modesty aren't traits to be admired in our snap-chat selfie-obsessed twerky world. (Okay, my grouchy lecture done)

Taylor John Smith

The victims, as noted, aren't all that fascinating but as Flynn's supporting cast of characters are in Gone Girl, none are innocent victims. In Flynn's world we're all flawed and awful and some of us are downright creepy. John, the brother of the victim Natalie is on the creepy side. As is Camille's sister. Did he do it? Did Amma, or one of Amma's nasty friends? Camille's mother? They're all suspects.

Chris Messina plays Richard, the detective

The one person we know didn't 'do it' is Richard, the St. Louis detective assigned by the county to work the case. I have to make another Gone Girl reference here because much like she did with the attraction between Amy and Nick Dunne in their early days, Flynn writes the budding romance with its slick form of witty repartee and flirty behavior between Camille and Richard (played by Chris Messina) perfectly. We feel their undeniable pull towards each other even while they work on the surface to keep it professional. When it comes, in the way it comes, we're not that surprised at how it happens. I was a bit skeptical about the workings of the sexual relationship with Camille and her secret staying under wraps, as it were, but it's clearly behavior familiar to high school students which is the last time the reporter engaged in any type of sex, so it makes sense psychologically. At bottom it's another example of the inappropriate choices Camille makes, and will continue to make. Self-sabotaging choices that mess up her head and her life.
Again, as in Gone Girl, the ending wasn't what I was expecting or wanting. I finished the book feeling slightly unsatisfied but you know what they say, 'you don't always get what you want but if you try sometimes you might find, you get what you need.'
Number of stars? You know I don't do that but I'd probably give it 3 out of 4 amaretto sours. Oh yeah, they do a whole lot of drinking in this book. 
How do you like the casting of Sharp Objects? Directed by Jean Marc Valle, and written by Marti Noxon, the 8 episode series airs in the fall. 

Originally published 9/6/2016

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Michelle Richmond's newest book headed to the screen. Read the first chapter here.

Michelle Richmond, best selling author of the award-winning The Girl in the Fall Away Dress must be in big time celebration mode today. Not only does her newest novel The Marriage Pact hit the shelves today, but 20th Century Fox & Chernin acquired the film rights to the book. And they've already hired the screenwriter to handle the adaptation. Justin Haythe, author of the Man Booker Prize nominee The Honeymoon and scripter of Revolutionary Road, A Cure for Wellness, The Lone Ranger and the upcoming adaptation of the novel Red Sparrow

Here's the lowdown on the book from Penguin/Random House

Newlyweds Alice and Jake are a picture-perfect couple. Alice, once a singer in a well-known rock band, is now a successful lawyer. Jake is a partner in an up-and-coming psychology practice. Their life together holds endless possibilities. After receiving an enticing wedding gift from one of Alice’s prominent clients, they decide to join an exclusive and mysterious group known only as The Pact.
The goal of The Pact seems simple: to keep marriages happy and intact. And most of its rules make sense. Always answer the phone when your spouse calls. Exchange thoughtful gifts monthly. Plan a trip together once per quarter. . . . 
Never mention The Pact to anyone.
Alice and Jake are initially seduced by the glamorous parties, the sense of community, their widening social circle of like-minded couples.
And then one of them breaks the rules.
The young lovers are about to discover that for adherents to The Pact, membership, like marriage, is for life. And The Pact will go to any lengths to enforce that rule.
For Jake and Alice, the marriage of their dreams is about to become their worst nightmare.

Image via Wikipedia/Creative Commons

I've read the online sample and now I want to read the rest, partly because I'm familiar with the California locations. Lovely little Half Moon Bay, where a friend of mine lives and San Francisco where I lived a long time ago (and the setting for the novel I'm currently writing. It's my first, wish me luck!)  

Here's the first chapter of The Marriage Pact:

I come to on a Cessna, bumping through the air. My head is throbbing, and there is blood on my shirt. I have no idea how much time has passed. I look at my hands, expecting to see restraints, but there are none. Just an ordinary seatbelt looped around my waist. Who strapped me in? I don’t even remember boarding the plane.
Through the open door of the cockpit, I see the back of the pilot’s head. It’s just the two of us. There is snow in the mountains, wind buffeting the plane. The pilot seems completely focused on his controls, shoulders tense.
I reach up and touch my head. The blood has dried, leaving a sticky mess. My stomach rumbles. The last thing I ate was the French toast. How long ago was that? On the seat beside me, I find water and a sandwich wrapped in wax paper. I open the bottle and drink.
I unwrap my sandwich—ham and Swiss—and take a bite. Shit. My jaw hurts too much to chew. Someone must have punched me in the face after I hit the ground.
“Are we going home?” I ask the pilot.
“Depends on what you call home. We’re headed to Half Moon Bay.” 
“They didn’t tell you anything about me?”
“First name, destination, that’s about it. I’m just a taxi driver, Jake.”
“But you’re a member, right?”
“Sure,” he says, his tone unreadable. “Fidelity to the Spouse, Loyalty to The Pact. Till death do us part.” He turns back just long enough to give me a look that warns me not to ask any more questions.
We hit an air pocket so hard my sandwich goes flying. An urgent beeping erupts. The pilot curses and frantically pushes buttons. He shouts something to air traffic control. We’re descending fast, and I’m clutching the armrests, thinking of Alice, going over our final conversation, wishing I’d said so many things. 
Then, suddenly, the plane levels out, we gain altitude, and all appears to be well. I gather the pieces of my sandwich from the floor, wrap the whole mess back up in the wax paper, and set it on the seat beside me.
“Sorry for the turbulence,” the pilot says.
“Not your fault. Good save.”
Over sunny Sacramento, he finally relaxes, and we talk about the Golden State Warriors and their surprising run this season. 
“What day is it?” I ask.
I’m relieved to see the familiar coastline out my window, grateful for the sight of the little Half Moon Bay Airport. The landing is smooth. Once we touch down, the pilot turns and says, “Don’t make it a habit, right?”
“Don’t plan to.”
I grab my bag and step outside. Without killing the engines, the pilot closes the door, swings the plane around, and takes off again.
I walk into the airport café, order hot chocolate, and text Alice. It’s two p.m. on a weekday, so she’s probably embroiled in a thousand meetings. I don’t want to bother her, but I really need to see her
A text reply arrives. Where are you?
Back in HMB.
Will leave in 5.
It’s more than twenty miles from Alice’s office to Half Moon Bay. She texts about traffic downtown, so I order food, almost the whole left side of the menu. The café is empty. The perky waitress in the perfectly pressed uniform hovers. When I pay the check, she says, “Have a good day, Friend.”
I go outside and sit on a bench to wait. It’s cold, the fog coming down in waves. By the time Alice’s old Jaguar pulls up, I’m frozen. I stand up, and as I’m checking to make sure I have everything, Alice walks over to the bench. She’s wearing a serious suit, but she has changed out of heels into sneakers for the drive. Her black hair is damp in the fog. Her lips are dark red, and I wonder if she did this for me. I hope so.
She rises on her tiptoes to kiss me. Only then do I realize how desperately I’ve missed her. Then she steps back and looks me up and down.
“At least you’re in one piece.” She reaches up and touches my jaw gently. “What happened?”
“Not sure.”
I wrap my arms around her.
“So why were you summoned?”
There’s so much I want to tell her, but I’m scared. The more she knows, the more dangerous it will be for her. Also, let’s face it, the truth is going to piss her off.
What I’d give to go back to the beginning—before the wedding, before Finnegan, before The Pact turned our lives upside down.
Intriguing right? John Grisham's The Firm comes to mind, and I can already see it on screen. I don't have a sense of the character's ages yet but there are lots of candidates in that late 20's/early 30's age range.

You can read the rest of the excerpt at the Penguin Random House site.

Monday, July 24, 2017

"Alias Grace" based on the book by Margaret Atwood: First Trailer

I'd rather be a murderess than a murderer, if those are the only choices.

If you loved The Handmaid's Tale based on the book by Margaret Atwood, you'll love the next adaptation of Atwood's work. Inspired by the historical true story of convicted murderer Grace Marks, Alias Grace is coming to Netflix in November. The series was written by Sarah Polley (Away from Her, Stories We Tell) and directed by fellow Canadian Mary Harron. 

Based on the true story of Grace Marks (Sarah Gadon) a housemaid and immigrant from Ireland who was imprisoned in 1843, perhaps wrongly, for the murder of her employer Thomas Kinnear. Grace claims to have no memory of the murder yet the facts are irrefutable. A decade after, Dr. Simon Jordan tries to help Grace recall her past.
How awesome does this trailer for Alias Grace look?

Have you read the book by Margaret Atwood?

Sunday, July 23, 2017

First Trailer for Ready Player One based on the Best Selling SciFi Book by Ernest Cline

To get right to the point, here's the first trailer for Steven Spielberg's Ready Player One introduced yesterday at ComicCon.

We first wrote about Ready Player One based on the book by Ernest Cline back in November of last year. It's not really my thing but the cast list is intriguing: Mark Rylance—who we loved in Wolf Hall and just the other day, in Dunkirk, Ben Mendelson—the black sheep in BloodLines, Simon Pegg and Tye Sheridan, the young star whose voice over begins the trailer.

Any sci-fi fans in the house? The novel is set in a dystopian America in 2044. For me, the video game like visuals aren't a draw but I'm likely in the minority. Plenty of time to get the book under your belt first. Ready Player One hits theaters in March of 2018.

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Clint Eastwood & Meryl Streep Ooze Chemistry in The Bridges Of Madison County: Let's Go Behind the Scenes

There's no way Clint Eastwood approved this heavily retouched promotional photo for The Bridges of Madison County. Clint looked much older in the actual film, the wrinkles folding down onto his neck. And yet still sexy. Go figure!

My husband walked in while I was watching this week's Saturday Matinee, 1995's The Bridges of Madison County. It was a coolish, foggy day so I only felt faintly guilty that I actually was watching a movie in the middle of the afternoon. A movie I didn't clear ahead of time. Didn't bother asking anyone, do you mind if I—? I don't know what came over me. I figured if I was interrupted, the Amazon rental is good for 30 days, I could always go back to it later. But I also knew he was doing a little prep work for some reshoots he's doing next week, chances were pretty good I'd be able to watch the whole thing.

And then he walked in, stood watching the screen for a few moments. Already hooked, I felt a little guilty about hoping he was still tied up with his work project. I really wanted to finish the movie.
"What are you watching?"
"A Clint Eastwood movie."
"That is not a Clint Eastwood movie."
"Yeah, it is. Directed it and stars in it."
"A Clint Eastwood movie if he was making 'em for Lifetime!"
 I had to laugh.
"It's that Bridges movie isn't it?"
"Yep. Bridges of Madison County. With Meryl Streep." 
I could hear his eyes roll.
"Like I said. Not a Clint Eastwood movie."
He came over, gave me a kiss on the top of my head. "Enjoy" he said and left the room. I put a pillow on the coffee table and put my feet up. Before he went back to his iPad, I could hear him in the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of iced tea.

There's a fair amount of iced tea drinking in The Bridges of Madison County. Iced tea and cold beer and hot weather which is always sexy. And dancing. I was right when I said Clint still had it at 65. 

In this scene Francesca, lying in the tub, is thinking of Robert who has just had a shower. Staring at the dripping shower head she realizes the water would have poured right over his skin. She reaches out with her hand as though by feeling the water, she can feel him. She says she finds this thought very erotic, that she finds everything about Robert erotic. As do we Meryl, as do we. 

Meryl herself, is stunning. I love the way she moves her arms, the way the back of her hand flutters to her face, her mouth. Her resistance to her own thoughts, her weakening, giving in. She's brilliant, but then she always is. Nominated for best actress, she lost to Susan Sarandon for Dead Man Walking

It's definitely a love story for grown-ups; an old-fashioned romance about a couple of older people, people who've lived a little, or a lot, and had their share of disappointments and dreams that didn't quite come true. People who know where this will go too. Meryl was forty-five, the same age her character Francesca was supposed to be but the studio thought she was too old. They wanted to go with a younger woman. Schmucks. Our man Clint said no way, insisting she get the part. Thank God, because I can't imagine anyone else playing her. The resulting movie is unapologetically romantic, dripping with chemistry, and an ending to make you weep. 

Seeing that I've already gone on too long, I'll wind it up with my hope that the romantics among you had a chance to get reacquainted with The Bridges of Madison County. You can stream it on Amazon, iTunes, YouTube, Vudu and Google Play. It's not currently available to stream on Netflix but you can get the DVD in the mail. 

If you enjoy it, I think you'll also love this behind the scenes video featuring Clint, Meryl, Clint's longtime cinematographer Jack N. Green and his editor, Joel Cox, along with screenwriter Richard LaGravenese talking about the making of the movie. 


Friday, July 21, 2017

Leonardo DiCaprio & Martin Scorsese to take David Grann's "Killers of the Flower Moon" to the screen.

Great news for my fellow book2movie buffs: director Martin Scorsese and muse, Leonardo DiCaprio, are developing a screen adaptation of David Grann's most recent book Killers of the Flower Moon: The Osage Murders and the Birth of the FBI.  

Oscar-winning screenwriter Eric Roth (Forrest Gump, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button) is penning the script. It will take awhile, Scorsese, in preproduction on the Irishman, wants to finish that film first.

Here's the lowdown on Killers of the Flower Moon from the people at Penguin/Random House/Doubleday
In the 1920s, the richest people per capita in the world were members of the Osage Indian nation in Oklahoma. After oil was discovered beneath their land, they rode in chauffeured automobiles, built mansions, and sent their children to study in Europe.
      Then, one by one, the Osage began to be killed off. The family of an Osage woman, Mollie Burkhart, became a prime target. Her relatives were shot and poisoned. And it was just the beginning, as more and more members of the tribe began to die under mysterious circumstances. 
      In this last remnant of the Wild West—where oilmen like J. P. Getty made their fortunes and where desperadoes like Al Spencer, the “Phantom Terror,” roamed—many of those who dared to investigate the killings were themselves murdered. As the death toll climbed to more than twenty-four, the FBI took up the case. It was one of the organization’s first major homicide investigations and the bureau badly bungled the case. In desperation, the young director, J. Edgar Hoover, turned to a former Texas Ranger named Tom White to unravel the mystery. White put together an undercover team, including one of the only American Indian agents in the bureau. The agents infiltrated the region, struggling to adopt the latest techniques of detection.  Together with the Osage they began to expose one of the most chilling conspiracies in American history. 
      In Killers of the Flower Moon, David Grann revisits a shocking series of crimes in which dozens of people were murdered in cold blood. Based on years of research and startling new evidence, the book is a masterpiece of narrative nonfiction, as each step in the investigation reveals a series of sinister secrets and reversals. But more than that, it is a searing indictment of the callousness and prejudice toward American Indians that allowed the murderers to operate with impunity for so long. Killers of the Flower Moon is utterly compelling, but also emotionally devastating.

Plenty of time to read the true crime story before it hits theaters which reminds me, weren't Leo and Scorsese going to adapt The Devil in the White City? Whatever happened to that? We started talking about that one back in 2015!

Grann, a staff writer at The New Yorker is also the best selling author of The Lost City of Z. The screen adaptation from James Gray is available to stream on Amazon now. His article The Old Man and the Gun is currently in postproduction right now but we'll be watching for it come 2018. The film stars Robert Redford, Elizabeth Moss and Casey Affleck, the kind of star power I can't resist.  

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Into the Water by Paula Hawkins: My Take on the Book

Updated: July 19
Welcome to my frustrating life! My original review, which I posted this morning and shared on google+, twitter and facebook, mysteriously reverted to an earlier incomplete version later in the day. I've tried to recreate the post but I'm sure it's not the same as the earlier published version. But I'm frustrated and exhausted, so I'm leaving it as is for now. Thanks for your understanding.

About halfway through reading Into the Water by Paula Hawkins I was so confused about who was who, I went back to the beginning of the book & leafed through the pages, writing down all the character's names along with a brief description of who they were. Even then, the novel—about women who jump, fall, are pushed to their death; or even, in the old days, dunked as witches, into the drowning pool—was pretty convoluted. 

The novel opens with Julia (Jules) talking to her dead sister Nel Abbot, the latest victim of the drowning pool, a still and quiet section of a river near her home . A writer/ photographer, Nel's death comes while she is in the midst of working on her passion project, a book about the river and the women it takes. As for Nel, we don't know whether she tripped and fell, jumped or was pushed. The two sisters haven't spoken in years but Nel, a single mother, leaves behind a teenage daughter and Jules comes to attend her sister's funeral and to help take care of her niece in the aftermath of the event.

Expecting a fast-paced mystery along the lines of Hawkin's best selling The Girl on the Train, I wasn't just confused, I was disappointed. While Girl on the Train speeds along, Into the Water meanders slowly, like a sluggish stream, filled with muck and debris, taking forever to get to the point. 

Along the way we discover and are expected to believe the reason Jules hasn't talked to her sister dates to an incident from their teenage years. It's a revelation that defies belief, but we're expected to buy it. I didn't and I don't think you will either. 

There are other things like that, clues and misdirections, so many cloudy characters, flashbacks but for you avid mystery readers, I doubt they will fool you. They didn't fool me, and while the last page is the very best page of the book, I have to say, not only is it the ending I expected, but I couldn't help think it didn't make the rest of the 385 pages worth reading.

Who dunnit? You'll see.

Dreamworks optioned the film rights to the book just prior to the publication this past May—I'm sure they saw a copy—with Marc Platt set to produce. Platt, who produced The Girl on the Train, has given us some terrific films (LaLaLand, Legally Blonde, Into the Woods) and I have no doubt with the right screenwriter on board, he'll do the same with Into the Water.

Have you read Into the Water? Do you agree? Or am I all wet?

Winter may be here but the Snowman doesn't arrive until October! We'll wait right here. [Trailer]

Michael Fassbender stars as Harry Hole in The Snowman based on Jo Nesbo's best seller. Coming in October with Rebecca Ferguson, Val Kilmer, Chloe Sevigny, JK. Simmons, Toby Jones, Charlotte Gainsborough, James Darcy and author Jo Nesbo himself, in a cameo. We'll wait. In the meantime here's the new trailer.

Have you read Jo Nesbo's thriller?

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

20 Movies in Celebration of the Genius of Jane Austen #JaneAusten200

This is it. Tuesday, July 18th marks the 200th anniversary of Jane Austen's death. Or as some call it, her immortality. Two hundred years and her novels—Sense and Sensibility (1811), Pride and Prejudice (1813), Mansfield Park (1814), Emma (1815), Northanger Abbey and Persuasion, both published posthumously in 1818—are just as popular as they ever were. Her novels have rarely been out of print, with new adaptations and re-imaginings constantly in the works. Yet when she died in 1817, she died without fame or fortune from her work, her genius for biting social commentary not widely recognized. This year Austen fans around the world have been celebrating the author with all sort of special events and in September Austen's face will appear on England's new £10 note. I wonder what she'd make of that!

From Pride & Prejudice and Zombies to Austenland, from Death Comes to Pemberley to an episode of Wagon Train in 1959 and even the children's show Wishbone—about a dog, no less— in the 1990's, Jane Austen is credited with over 73 productions on Her reach extends far and wide, a source of inspiration for writers and a treasure for film and television fans.

The creme de la creme for me remains the 1995 production of Pride & Prejudice starring Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy with Jennifer Ehle as Elizabeth Bennet. The six hour mini-series is my #SaturdayMatinee, available to stream anytime on Hulu, Amazon and YouTube. Do I need to tell you how faithful to the book, how witty and wonderful it is?

But there are so many different Austen adaptations and inspirations to watch. Netflix DVD has 20 titles in their library, many of which are available to stream on Netflix too.

I know, I know, there are others. The Cate Morland Chronicles is the most recent, a British television series about a young grad student, based on Northanger Abbey. I read that back in the 70's but sorry, I don't remember a bloody word! Beyond the novels are the novellas like Lady Susan which was made into Love & Friendship in 2016 with Kate Beckinsale and Chloe Sevigny. 

Elliot Cowan & Jemima Cooper in Lost in Austen 

I've just discovered Lost in Austen a comic work inspired by Austen's work. With four episodes to watch on Hulu, I'm giving it a go. The 2008 miniseries has a cast that includes Hugh Bonneville as Elizabeth's father, Mr. Claude Bennet, immersing the modern day Amanda Price (Jemima Cooper) in the world of Pride & Prejudice just as we meet their new neighbor Mr. Bingley. From Hammersmith, her presence throws a bit of a hammer into the works. I believe you will find it most amusing! 

In Lost in Austen, the Pride & Prejudice obsessed Amanda Price says even Colin Firth isn't Colin Firth.
She makes Mr. Darcy (Eliot Cowan) take a dip to see how he measures up to her fantasy. Does he?

And you? What's your favorite Austen adaptation?  

20 Adaptations on Netflix

  • Pride and Prejudice and Zombies
    Pride and Prejudice and Zombies
  • Pride & PrejudicePride & Prejudice
  • Masterpiece Classic: Pride and PrejudiceMasterpiece Classic: Pride and Prejudice
  • Pride and PrejudicePride and Prejudice
  • Death Comes to PemberleyDeath Comes to Pemberley
  • Mansfield ParkMansfield Park
  • Masterpiece Classic: Jane AustenMasterpiece Classic: Jane Austen's Persuasion
  • Masterpiece Classic: Northanger AbbeyMasterpiece Classic: Northanger Abbey
  • Becoming JaneBecoming Jane
  • PersuasionPersuasion
  • EmmaEmma
  • Sense and SensibilitySense and Sensibility
  • PersuasionPersuasion
  • Masterpiece Classic: Mansfield ParkMasterpiece Classic: Mansfield Park
  • Mansfield ParkMansfield Park
  • The Jane Austen Book ClubThe Jane Austen Book Club
  • Lost in AustenLost in Austen
  • AustenlandAustenland
  • CluelessClueless
  • Masterpiece Classic: Miss Austen RegretsMasterpiece Classic: Miss Austen Regrets

Monday, July 17, 2017

Blade Runner 2049 starring Ryan Gosling & Harrison Ford: Official trailer

Way to start the week. I woke up to the new trailer for Blade Runner 2049 along with my coffee this morning. Thanks Warner Bros, I needed that!
Thirty years after the events of the first film, a new blade runner, LAPD Officer K (Ryan Gosling), unearths a long-buried secret that has the potential to plunge what's left of society into chaos. K's discovery leads him on a quest to find Rick Deckard (Harrison Ford), a former LAPD blade runner who has been missing for 30 years.

Ryan Gosling and Harrison Ford headline with Robin Wright, Jared Leto (in a deliciously villainous role) and Ana de Armas as Joi (love interest?). 

And then there's that hovering car, aka the Spinner.

Take a peek. 

I'm a massive Ryan Gosling fan so of course, I love it.
 But what do you think?

Blade Runner 2049 comes to screens on October 6.
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