ksmith | Sunday almost afternoon

Blasted Daylight Saving Time.

Awful writing weekend, in that ABSOLUTELY NOTHING has been writ so far. OK, managed a paragraph last night, but gee, that was five minutes' work. It's not like things haven't been accomplished--very happy how the basement is shaping up, and tossing clutter is always good, and taxes arrived from CPA and are ready to be sent in--but I need to do something starting now if I want to avoid kicking myself in eight hours. Will tuck in roasting a chicken and making stock at some point, as one must eat at some point.

Watched the Keira Knightley--Whoever Played Darcy version of P&P last night. My word, that movie was strange. One online review called it 'the Cliff Notes version,' and I would have to agree. I thought Knightley was lovely, and the sets were apparently more realistic than those in the TV versions--this is the first version that got me thinking about how things must have smelled, and how noisy and out of control the Bennett household must have been. But they compressed the story line to the point that I thought the screen might explode. I can see where they would have had to do that unless they wanted a four-hour movie, but maybe there are just some stories that don't need to be translated to the big screen. The Wickham plot is given very short shrift, and given that it forms much of the basis for Eliza's change of heart toward Darcy, I don't believe it served the story well at all. The younger sisters seemed all jumbled up--I wasn't sure which was Lydia until she arrived home with Wickham.

Caroline Bingley--why did she strike me as a 60s showgirl version of an early 19th century lady? Was her hair and costume more realistic than those in the TV versions? She struck me as overly sleek, but it could simply be that they cast a prettier actress in the role and seemed to have given this Caroline more influence over her brother.

Donald Sutherland's father seemed more ineffectual than selfishly detached. It was mentioned in reviews that he still showed some affection for Mrs Bennett, and that seemed the case. I had always understood that he had lost any tender feeling toward her, and that his fear that Lizzie would enter into the same type of match constituted much of his concern over her marrying Darcy.

Overall, I'm glad I saw it, if only to see what all the fuss was about, but I wouldn't care to watch it again.