A Purist View

After watching Death Comes to Pemberley, I've come to the conclusion that I am a Jane Austen purist, not a Jane Austen enthusiast.  I wanted to throttle the powers that be for what they did to Col. Fitzwilliam's character.  I discussed it with a friend of mine, who did enjoy the show, and then I recalled that she also enjoyed the atrocity known as Lost in Austen.   Hence, my conclusion that I must be a purist.  And she clearly will take any form of Austen, no matter how outlandish, therefore, an enthusiast.

So this is a rant post.  Just a small one though.

The incredible injustice they do to the character of Colonel Fitzwilliam is inexcusable.  When he was the only member of that family to treat Lizzy with the respect she deserved from the first!  The treatment he gets from her in Death Comes to Pemberley makes no sense in comparison to Pride and Prejudice.   And then to see him transformed into an arrogant asshole, it's really beyond the pale.

This is my Colonel!  Don't you even mess with him.

It's That Time of Year

Just a quick note to say, "Happy Halloween!"

Halloween snuck up on me this year, sadly.  Only in this last week have I really been able to paint my nails orange and watch numerous Hammer horror films.  I even forgot to hang up my skeleton lights!  Shame on me.  But all is not lost!  And to celebrate one of my favorite times of the year, some skeletons.

Shameless Friend Promotion

I don't live in the Bay Area.  Or anywhere near it.  If I did, I would totally go to this very funny looking collection of 3 short films about the mysteries of San Francisco's micro climate.  And if you happen to live in the Bay Area, or anywhere near it, you should go for me.   Mark your calendars, November 11th at 7 pm.  Be there to support your local film makers!

TRUE AND REAL STORIES OF SAN FRANCISCO’S ECOLOGICAL ANOMALIES

The Daring Young Man

I just want to take a moment to appreciate how absolutely adorable Dick Grayson is as Batman.  

As a person just recently delving into comic books, I always considered myself more of a Batman "traditionalist", I guess you could say.  And Wayne not being Batman was an absurd thought to me.  But Grayson is still Grayson, no matter what color of tights he wears.  And he is a charmer.   I mean, just look at that smirk...totes adorbs as the kids say.

He  floats through the air, with the greatest of ease...

Woman Cannot Live on Tea Alone

Apparently, this is what bachelorette life looks like for me.  I consume nothing but tea.  And other things eaten with spoons.

With a Vengeance

A challenge has been set before me.  A challenge to write a blog, at least once a week.  It doesn't matter how mundane the blog, e.g. the atrocity of airport sandwiches, Jason Isaacs visiting my dream world (thank you, subconscious!), etc.,  just get one posted once a week.  I have accepted this challenge and with the help of quitting one of my two jobs, may be able to accomplish it.

This first post is merely a declaration of my intentions (how many times have I done this?  I have quite the fickle relationship with this blog).  And since I can't seem to get through any sort of reading nowadays without pictures:

This is my sole place of employment at the moment.  I might be selling my belongings to pay rent, but better that then another holiday season in retail.  

Cinescape

Well it's feast or famine with me apparently.  I did pretty well in March as far as posting is concerned, but April was a big blank.  There is a logical explanation for it, some of you will know this already.  I got a second job at the end of March working as a year round employee of the Seattle International Film Fest.  Now don't get excited, I'm just hocking popcorn at the moment.  But I'm hopeful that it will turn in to something more.
That being said, last night was the opening night for the Festival itself.  And it was quite the experience.  Red carpet and all.  I was so overwhelmed by the whole thing, I didn't document it as well as I could have.  But I got a few pictures.

The blurry person is writer/director John Ridley

The opening night film was All is By My Side, a Jimi Hendrix biopic, written and directed by John Ridley (who recently won an Oscar for his adaptation of 12 Years a Slave).  Ridley and actress Hayley Atwell (Captain America) were in attendance.  




















After the film screening, the Opening Night Gala was across the way.  And I was way out of my element.  I mean look at this place:

An introvert's nightmare

But there were free snacks, of which I grabbed two and only documented one.  And I'm pretty sure I paid for a drink I didn't have to, but whatever!  Live and learn.

Snoqualmie Ice Cream Snickerdoodle sandwich

Other then that, the night was pretty much a game of how many Anthropologie items I could pick out in the crowd.  If this was a game of bingo, I would've won.  I was not an exception to this, however.  The majority of my clothes being from Anthro for obvious reason.  And I certainly was the belle of that one corner where I held up the wall for the majority of the 30 minutes I lasted at the party.

Anthro dress #15 at the Gala

It was an experience I've never had in my life, but I will hopefully have more of.  Preferably with someone to drag along with me, who will help me hold up that dang wall.