My nieces are watching Sense and Sensibility in the next room. Probably one of the worst movies ever made. The book wasn't much better. Ok, ok, it wasn't that bad. But really, when someone is consigned to give up who they are for the payment of others actions... well I just don't think it's right. I mean, Austen says this: "They each felt his sorrows, and their own obligations, and Marianne, by general consent, was to be the reward of all. With such a confederacy against her - with a knowledge so intimate of his goodness - with a conviction of his fond sentiment to herself, which at last, though long after it was observable to everybody else - burst on her - what else could she do? Marianne Dashwood was born to an extraordinary fate. (Austen, Jane Sense and Sensibility 379). Crap. Beautifully written, dramatic, touching crap. I hope that if I ever act like Maryanne Dashwood that one of you kicks me in the face. Ok, maybe the shin.... actually, just tell me I'm being dumb; I don't much care for pain. ANYWAY, the film takes it one step further in its wretchedness because every single person has awful hair. Really. Especially Hugh Grant in the role of Edward Ferrars, and Kate Winslet as Marianne Dashwood. His cut and her coloring are just awful. Awful! But it evidntly didn't hurt their careers any...
I digress. Hold your October and November Tuesday or Wednesdays in the next 15 or so years on standby... and if you give me Sense and Sensibility as a wedding gift, or ever worse - a bridal shower gift, you just might be sent home with Edward's cut AND Marianne's color. Just saying.
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