I’ve always been a strong advocate for reading the book before you see the movie.
Although I will admit I have failed once or twice (it’s not my fault that it took Frodo three books to destroy that ring, I can only read so fast).
But if I have any intention of ever reading the book or seeing the film version of something I try to enjoy the original version first.
I feel it’s only fair to get to know the story as it was originally conceived before expanding to different interpretations and media. The characters are exactly as they were meant to be.
In turn, I try to not to be one of those fans who points out every little difference between a book and its movie version (you know what you’ve done Harry Potter fanatics and Twi-hards).
I try to take what I know from the book and enjoy the reincarnation for what it is.
Let this be a reminder to you all as we approach the release of the final two Harry Potter films.
Which brings me to my point and inspiration: “Eat, Pray, Love.”
Yes, the book and soon to be movie starring Julia Roberts.
Didn’t see that one coming did you? Random segues are my forte.
I will admit, I haven’t read the book and would like to before I see the movie.
So my apologies to the film makers, but I most likely will not be seeing the film in theaters.
Still, not the point of the second half of this blog.
Here it comes:
In a recent interview with Entertainment Weekly, Roberts revealed that even she has insecurities about her appearance.
I feel like we’ve covered this before…but I’m pretty sure celebrities are real people…still.
Well, most of them anyhow.
And to conclude my loosely connected, Sunday collection of random thoughts, I am also not a big fan of movie covers.
You know the re-released books with new movie related cover art…not a fan…also don’t like the “now a major motion picture” tags that they stick on books, post-Hollywood makeover.
On that note, have a lovely weekend.
and to continue the randomness, here’s an article about Chelsea Clinton’s wedding…fascinating stuff
MSNBC …check out the history of presidential weddings down at the bottom…
Today I thought I’d rant about something very near and dear to my heart, the bizarre concept of celebrity.
And what better way to discuss this phenomenon than by sharing my inability to understand everyone’s fascination with Lady Gaga.
I will admit that she is clearly very talented. I’m not a huge fan of the music she has released or the extreme theatricals she resorts to in order to keep everyone’s attention, but since seeing her on SNL I can’t deny that she clearly has some level of musical talent.
This however doesn’t seem to translate into the work she actually releases.
I don’t object to her music. I just don’t understand it.
I suppose that I should be applauding her clear understanding of what people want to see and hear, because I feel quite alone sometimes in my not understanding the point.
This last one is her current controversy (something that seems to follow her). After cancelling a concert last night in West Lafayette, IN, claiming illness, Gaga appeared to be in full health during her spot on Oprah this morning. Curious.
My point here is not to question whether she was actually ill yesterday or not. I simply wanted to take a look at the phenomenon that is celebrity, by focusing on one in particular. What is it that makes us care so much about the lives of complete strangers? Anyone else could be sick one night and then fine the next morning and no one would question it.
But when you’re a top-selling music artist I guess your held to higher standards in everything, including your ability to suck it up and get on with the show.
I’ll admit her songs are catchy...and props for being able to play the piano in that contraption…