Sunday, February 22, 2009

Early Sunday

I had to get up early this Sunday for an appointment. The world is very different at 8:30 on a Sunday morning. There's no line at the breakfast places, traffic is much lighter, the grocery store is pleasantly empty. Plus it's only noon o'clock on Sunday and I've finished all my tasks and errands and chores.

I'm at a bit of a loss actually. I even played some Mario Kart and read a chapter in my book. And did a bit of volunteer work. And yet I have hours and hours of Sunday stretching before me.

I see a nap in my future. But what then? I wonder what President Obama does on his Sundays off?

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Emma/Clueless

I finished reading Emma today so I decided to watch Clueless afterwards. And, now that I'm about to blog about them I am also about to be able to tick off 6 things on my 101 list! A weekly blog entry, a book review, a movie review, a book read from my to-read shelf, and tossing an old VHS tape.

So, Clueless. Clueless is actually one of the very first movies I ever owned. I have it watched it so many times that the tape is a bit wobbly in some places. I think the reason I love Clueless so much is that it's based (loosely) on a Jane Austen book. Overall, I would say it does a fair job of taking a story written almost 200 hundred years ago and making it accessible today. Plus, it has Paul Rudd in it. Paul Rudd is the type of man who was born to be in romantic comedies. That slightly awkward, rumpled look is pulled off perfectly. You just want to kiss/mother him.

Clueless is also a great example of a trashy rom-com that executes perfectly. It knows what it is, it strives for no more than that, and hits exactly the right note.

As for Emma, I read in some commentary in the back of my edition that labelled Emma as Austen's most polished work. A comment, I will admit that I totally didn't understand. Of her three works that I am most familiar (i.e. have read recently or several times): Emma, Sense and Sensibility and Pride and Prejudice, I must admit that I can discern no difference in the level of 'polish'. One of the reasons that I love Jane Austen is because she, like the perfect rom-com, knows exactly what she is writing and who she is writing for. She does not try to stretch beyond that and manages to execute pitch-perfect, age-appropriate romantic comedies. Reading Jane Austen, for me, is as comforting as a snugly blanket on a cold winter day.