Behold the contents of the secret parcel left on my doorstep earlier this week... a hard cover copy of the book Twilight by Stephenie Meyer. I asked Loopy long ago if she would like me to get it for her and she declined politely, as she is mad for a young wizard with broken glasses and felt that reading about teen vampires would somehow be less than loyal to the students at Hogwarts Academy for Witchcraft and Wizardry. I didn't push her and truth be told, I never really entertained reading it myself. I filled my nightstand with all of the Marie Antoinette, French Revolution, Henry VII, Katherine of Aragon and even as much Shakespeare as I could stomach since my undergraduate days. Way to avoid Twilight! I even started (and quit) Pillars of the Earth three times since Twilight hit the bestseller list.
So now, Edward has arrived on my doorstep. Literally. The only question left was, who left it? I had only two suspects. It turns out that it was none other than Edward Cullen himself, but the suspects were his accomplices. For details of their adventure, click here.
Edward's accomplices recommend that I watch the movie before reading the book, and then again after. In this case, I think I agree.
And another bestseller-turned-movie, we went to see Angels and Demons tonight, based on the book by Dan Brown. If you've not read the book, I don't want to spoil it for you although if you are at all familiar with Dan Brown's writing (The DaVinci Code) it is predictable in its own sort of way, and just like with the DaVinci Code, just when you think the story is over... it continues for at least another half hour. Gah.
Don't get me wrong, it was still a good show. Fantastic sets. An interesting fabrication of a story based on a very loose premise and buoyed up with a fair bit of historical fact and quite a bit of fiction. If you're into art history, the Renaissance and secret societies, then this is for you.
Frankly, I leave movies like this and my head spins for at least an hour. I usually end up taking some Advil and having a bath. When we came home I watched the Sex and the City movie to sort of cleanse my palate like a cinematic sorbet. Angels and Demons was unusually intense and I had to focus and as teachers say, "activate prior knowledge" to get the most out of the film.
Don't get me wrong. It really was a good show. It was long. It was intense. It would be an excellent rental because an intermission would serve it well. I agree with Buddy, we stopped caring about halfway through. Three and a half cupcakes out of five.
Oh, and just like National Treasure, Donnie Darko, and all the Harry Potter movies, I have a strong urge to come home and create some sort of creepy art scrapbook filled with cryptic sketches, wax drippings, mystical symbols and seals, and things written in code. I never do, but I always feel like it for a day or two.