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sophieisgod) wrote2007-09-08 10:37 pm
sophieisgod) wrote2007-09-08 10:37 pm
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Sophie Hearts York
I'm back! And I think I have an internet problem, because I missed LJ more than is probably healthy. But yay! for lovely lovely York.
So, my madre drove me up on Wednesday to deposit some stuff at New House, and I actually love it. I didn't have clothes or anything to unpack, so we went to Pizza Express for lunch (goats cheese! Love it) before she toodled off. I didn't have anything to unpack, so I spent a few hours sticking stuff on my walls. It looks badass, so I shall try and get photos up in a few days. Then, Cindy and I went exploring our new patch of turf, and I found 2 Buffy video boxsets that I needed for £2.50 each in a charity shop! Back of the net! And we have a fit fruit shop, and a Sainsburys! And the park at the back. I heart New House. And then we had wine and watched Cry Baby. Good stuff.
Thursday, pilgrimage to Geordieland to see The Penelopiad with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rose_greenthumb. It did not start well, because the ticket inspector was mean to Emma because Natwest hadn't sent her a new railcard. We did manage to get some world class miming in, though, Hairspray being our music of choice. And things got even better when we got sandwiches from Pret (Chicken Caesar FTW!), and I spent silly money in Waterstones. I have a loyalty card now! So, with twenty minutes to spare, we strolled into the Theatre Royal, only to be confronted with huge posters for Aspects of Love. We did not have tickets for Aspects of Love. Turns out, we were supposed to be at Northern Stage. When we asked for directions, we were sent all the way down to the Quayside and across the river, running most of the way... Only to get there and realise we'd been sent to the Sage. We then had to head all the way back up the hill, back past the station, up past the university to the theatre and arrived half an hour late, and sweaty.
Anyway, it didn't matter that much, because it really wasn't great. It's a shame, because the book has so much potential, but the execution was a bit off. It sounds really shallow, but the (all-female) cast was too old, and the performances were too melodramatic. I'm not sure that all-female was the best way to go, either- for a piece that's pretty feminist, the message gets confused by having women play central male characters, who are then blamed for fuckming things up. Are women doing this to themselves? Are they complicit? Meh. The best thing about it was the costumes, which isn't a particularly good sign. There were musical numbers, which was INSANE, but possibly in a good way. I haven't decided yet. :) And the hanging scene, of which I had high hopes, was just... Nothing.
But yay, theatre! Bring on The History Boys... Oh, and I watched A Very Long Engagement. Gaspard Ulliel is such a cutie.
Friday was spent sleeping in, and then job-hunting. It went pretty well, got lots of application forms and places to drop my CV. I think I'm going to have to head back to York on Tuesday or Wednesday, which is both nice and a pain. Holy indecision, Batman! Then, Atonement!
Well, it was never going to be as heart-shatteringly beautiful as the novel, but it was pretty damn good. I think most of what I miss from the book is untranslatable to the screen anyway; it's the experience of reading something as opposed to watching it, a complete reliance on the narrator that can never entirely come across in cinema. The reason Atonement is my favourite novel ever is because it's more than just a war novel or a love story; it's a novel about writing, its essential novel-ness is part of the plot. Plus, Ian McEwan writes absolutely lush prose.
That said, eep. Oh my heart. I cried, which is a good thing, because I would have been PISSED OFF if I hadn't. I had tears in my eyes for the whole of the France section, because I knew what was coming next. Keira did her Keira schtick, but better, and was clipped and bitchy and rather good. Also, she is alarmingly skinny, but there are shots in this film where she is stunning. All the Brionys were amazing, especially when you take into account the fact that Saoirse Ronan has a really strong Irish accent IRL. And the typewriter music! There were times when I missed the Michael Nyman trailer score, but that theme was genius. And there were moments that were really, unexpectedly, funny.
James McAvoy as Robbie, was so natural and lovely and he broke my heart. And I'm sad that he'll probably get overlooked at the awards and Keira will win them. Grrrr. He was Robbie. I can't really say anything other than that, other than he is incredible and always makes me cry when he cries.
Train back, today. I love long train journeys by myself. I decided to read Cat's Eye, to remind myself that Margaret Atwood is awesome, even if she can't adapt her own work into plays. Fucking love that book. It's scarily accurate, and I love stuff about memory and the past and how fucked up people make each other.
I bought David Thewlis' novel! I'm going to start reading it tonight! Listen to this radio interview! He does impressions of Gary Oldman! He is awesome!
So, my madre drove me up on Wednesday to deposit some stuff at New House, and I actually love it. I didn't have clothes or anything to unpack, so we went to Pizza Express for lunch (goats cheese! Love it) before she toodled off. I didn't have anything to unpack, so I spent a few hours sticking stuff on my walls. It looks badass, so I shall try and get photos up in a few days. Then, Cindy and I went exploring our new patch of turf, and I found 2 Buffy video boxsets that I needed for £2.50 each in a charity shop! Back of the net! And we have a fit fruit shop, and a Sainsburys! And the park at the back. I heart New House. And then we had wine and watched Cry Baby. Good stuff.
Thursday, pilgrimage to Geordieland to see The Penelopiad with
rose_greenthumb. It did not start well, because the ticket inspector was mean to Emma because Natwest hadn't sent her a new railcard. We did manage to get some world class miming in, though, Hairspray being our music of choice. And things got even better when we got sandwiches from Pret (Chicken Caesar FTW!), and I spent silly money in Waterstones. I have a loyalty card now! So, with twenty minutes to spare, we strolled into the Theatre Royal, only to be confronted with huge posters for Aspects of Love. We did not have tickets for Aspects of Love. Turns out, we were supposed to be at Northern Stage. When we asked for directions, we were sent all the way down to the Quayside and across the river, running most of the way... Only to get there and realise we'd been sent to the Sage. We then had to head all the way back up the hill, back past the station, up past the university to the theatre and arrived half an hour late, and sweaty.Anyway, it didn't matter that much, because it really wasn't great. It's a shame, because the book has so much potential, but the execution was a bit off. It sounds really shallow, but the (all-female) cast was too old, and the performances were too melodramatic. I'm not sure that all-female was the best way to go, either- for a piece that's pretty feminist, the message gets confused by having women play central male characters, who are then blamed for fuckming things up. Are women doing this to themselves? Are they complicit? Meh. The best thing about it was the costumes, which isn't a particularly good sign. There were musical numbers, which was INSANE, but possibly in a good way. I haven't decided yet. :) And the hanging scene, of which I had high hopes, was just... Nothing.
But yay, theatre! Bring on The History Boys... Oh, and I watched A Very Long Engagement. Gaspard Ulliel is such a cutie.
Friday was spent sleeping in, and then job-hunting. It went pretty well, got lots of application forms and places to drop my CV. I think I'm going to have to head back to York on Tuesday or Wednesday, which is both nice and a pain. Holy indecision, Batman! Then, Atonement!
Well, it was never going to be as heart-shatteringly beautiful as the novel, but it was pretty damn good. I think most of what I miss from the book is untranslatable to the screen anyway; it's the experience of reading something as opposed to watching it, a complete reliance on the narrator that can never entirely come across in cinema. The reason Atonement is my favourite novel ever is because it's more than just a war novel or a love story; it's a novel about writing, its essential novel-ness is part of the plot. Plus, Ian McEwan writes absolutely lush prose.
That said, eep. Oh my heart. I cried, which is a good thing, because I would have been PISSED OFF if I hadn't. I had tears in my eyes for the whole of the France section, because I knew what was coming next. Keira did her Keira schtick, but better, and was clipped and bitchy and rather good. Also, she is alarmingly skinny, but there are shots in this film where she is stunning. All the Brionys were amazing, especially when you take into account the fact that Saoirse Ronan has a really strong Irish accent IRL. And the typewriter music! There were times when I missed the Michael Nyman trailer score, but that theme was genius. And there were moments that were really, unexpectedly, funny.
James McAvoy as Robbie, was so natural and lovely and he broke my heart. And I'm sad that he'll probably get overlooked at the awards and Keira will win them. Grrrr. He was Robbie. I can't really say anything other than that, other than he is incredible and always makes me cry when he cries.
Train back, today. I love long train journeys by myself. I decided to read Cat's Eye, to remind myself that Margaret Atwood is awesome, even if she can't adapt her own work into plays. Fucking love that book. It's scarily accurate, and I love stuff about memory and the past and how fucked up people make each other.
I bought David Thewlis' novel! I'm going to start reading it tonight! Listen to this radio interview! He does impressions of Gary Oldman! He is awesome!