A small post to tell you guys how much I enjoyed this movie. It’s a wonderful family film that will have you laughing, crying and grinning like a fool for the rest of the day.
Renée Zellweger did a great job as Beatrix Potter. She reminded me a bit of the role she played in
Bridget Jones’s Diary; maybe it was the being single and British accent thing. In any case, it made me love her all the more for it. She did look rather ugly though, I couldn’t stop thinking about that! Was it intentional?
Loved
Barbara Flynn as the crazy mother, and
Emily Watson as the even crazier friend.
Here’s the synopsis and trailer of the film:
The true story of the woman who created some of the most beloved characters in children’s literature comes to the screen in this drama leavened with elements of comedy and romance. Beatrix Potter (Renée Zellweger) is a imaginative but gently eccentric woman living in the socially and intellectually confining circumstances of Victorian England. Potter’s wealthy parents are eager for her to marry a successful man and settle down, but she has ideas of her own, and has been writing and illustrating a series of stories for children centered around a character she calls Peter Rabbit. Potter’s efforts to find a publisher for her stories prove difficult, but in time she finds a firm who agrees to give her book a chance, and Norman Warne (Ewan McGregor) is put in charge of the project. While Warne is new to the publishing game, he believes Potter has great talent and potential, and throws himself into the work with enthusiasm. A strong personal bond grows between Potter and Warne, and in time he asks her to marry him; however, Beatrix’s parents do not approve of Norman, and she is forced to choose between her mother and father and the man she loves. Norman’s sister Mille (Emily Watson) urges Beatrix to follow her heart, and she accepts Norman’s proposal, but fate has other plans.
Labels: bitch at the movies, me and miss jones, youtubery
*Sigh* *double sniff* *groan*
It is no secret to anyone that knows me, above all, those who can read, and/or have no hearing impairments, that I LOVE
Bridget Jones.
The Edge of Reason is one of my favorite books ever. The part with the little Filipino boy, the rabbits and the wooden balls, had me laughing so hard, a teacher threw me out of class in law school.** It is also no secret that, though excited at first about the Bridget column being revived by
The Independent last year, I’ve come to HATE*** this
BJ impostor almost as much as I loved the original drunk, chandelier-swinging singleton.
I have stopped religiously following the column, though every couple of months I browse through them just to make sure Bridget hasn’t been abducted by aliens, is carrying Elvis’s offspring or has come out of the closet to reveal that she is really a man that had a sex change at the age of 12 (the column has gotten so ridiculous I wouldn’t put any of these things above Fielding!).
My only comfort was that, surely, that load of bullocks Fielding’s writing now would NEVER be published as a book, tainting the greatness she’d penned before. “Honestly who would even offer to buy that manuscript?” I would arrogantly comment while roaring with laughter. “She’ll have a hard time getting anyone to read past the third chapter of that two-bit soap opera.”
Oh, but I am innocent beyond my years, dear readers, and a bit of an idiot if I might add LOL. Read this!!!!!
Bridget Jones’s Diary author Helen Fielding, who at the age of 48 is pregnant with her second child, has revealed that she is to revive everyone’s favorite singleton, Bridget Jones, in an upcoming book—the third installment in the series.
I don’t think there’s enough space in this world for me and both these Bridgets. One of us will have to be locked away in a white padded cell, and I’m thinking it will be me. After all I’ve no money, and millions of people around the world don’t adore me. *sniff* So yeah, I better get going now... So long everyone, it was nice meeting you all. *sob*
**Yes, I shamelessly sit in the back and read during school lectures.
***Helen Fielding’s brain must have been addled by motherhood or else—she’s a downright idiot trying to foister this horrid creature she claims is Bridget on her devoted fans!Labels: bitchy mcrant, me and miss jones
Once in a while, even the best authors produce a book so bad you would assume even they are embarrassed it got published under their name.
With the exception of
Paullina Simons and
Jill Barnett (each and every book of theirs I’ve read I truly enjoyed), most authors I love have written a book or two that made me wonder: What the fuck? Did he/she really write this crap???
Take Judith McNaught for example. After all these years and all the books I’ve read by different authors, Something Wonderful is still my favorite romance novel. I truly believe no romance lover should be without a McNaught book. However, as much as I’m grateful to her for creating such amazing love stories—including A Kingdom of Dreams and Paradise (where I met the man of my dreams—oh, Matt Farrell, my love *sigh*), she has books that, simply put, tarnish her name. Tender Triumph, for one, went straight to the bottom of my shelves where cobwebs flourish and dust bunnies rule, never to be seen again. (Trollop here stealing a bit of Harlot’s post to say that, Until You and Remember When should be taken out of bookstore shelves and shoved in a dark dungeon where no other unsuspecting reader will be able to find them—and suffer as I did!—while reading those two, you know—those two things!!! They were so bad I don’t even have a word awful enough to describe them!)
The same thing with Susan Elizabeth Phillips. Her “Stars/Bonners” series is definitely one of my favorites. I have high respect for this author but I have to say, Honey Moon and Glitter Baby are just not my cup of tea. They’re more of an ice cold milk you poured for yourself, but instead got globs on because its sour. :/
Linda Howard gave us After the Night, Kiss and Tell and those Mackenzie studs. But lest we forget, she also gave us one of the worst heroes ever, Rome Matthews of Sarah’s Child, the imbecilic prick who refused to accept the responsibility of a new baby because *gasp* he didn’t want to replace his dead sons! I know. Fucker.
Even the romance diva herself, Jennifer Crusie, has books I didn’t like. Granted, Faking It and Fast Women don’t actually qualify as “Books I Would Love to Burn,” but they were still a big disappointment. Nothing short of great should be penned by this woman!
Philippa Gregory, who writes fantastic historical fiction (A Queen’s Fool, The Other Boleyn Girl), ventured into writing a contemporary novel and almost got lost. That Zelda’s Cut book was so unbelievably stupid, I actually thought it was a joke! Unfortunately, it didn’t deliver its punch line; definitely doesn’t make the cut.
Then there is Helen Fielding. Incredibly funny and talented, she single-handedly created what we now know as “chick lit,” an increasingly popular fictional genre. Millions of women around the world swear by her Bridget Jones books; they have become a generational icon for singletons in every corner of the earth. And then she had to go and write Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination, possibly one of the worst books published in the history of literature. *shame* What a waste of time and talent—and even worse, what little appreciation Mrs. Fielding showed for her fans by cashing in on her BJD success by pimping this trash to us!
So how about you? Do you have authors you love who produced a book you truly hated? Labels: bibliophile’s affair, dame judith mcnaught, me and miss jones, romance baby, the bob and jenny show
I am absolutely, utterly and unreservedly in love with my
iPod! And no, it’s not only because of the porn Harlot send me. A big part of it is that I’m listening to the complete Harry Potter audiobook collection read by the incredibly talented
Jim Dale.
I “read” my first audiobook,
Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix, last summer while waiting for the release of book 6 and had mixed feelings about the whole listening to books trend. I found myself spacing out and missing big chunks of chapters, or I would simply wander off around my apartment, then remembering ten minutes later that I was listening to a book and would come back to be completely lost!!! Needless to say, I gave up listening to books—until a couple of weeks ago.
My experience this time around has been totally different. Jim Dale is incredibly captivating and charismatic; his voices are magnificent and the narration is wonderful. I don’t need to be told who is speaking, and it’s very easy to tell who is who when there are multiple characters in one scene (there are over ten characters in most scenes!). It’s all so seamless and perfect. He’s truly a delight to listen to. It’s a whole new experience, like reading entirely new books, even when I’ve read and re-read all the novels in this collection obsessively over the past couple of years.
I think I have been spoiled for any other audiobook reader. *sigh* I got some Nora Roberts books read by Sandra Burr, and it has to be said: listening to this woman is as much fun as watching paint dry. Her voice is very monotonous; you can’t tell which character is which because everyone talks exactly the same! I can’t help but imagine her having awful sex with a 90-year-old impotent geyser while she’s reading these novels out loud—that’s how bored she sounds!
Something similar is happening with Bridget Jones’s Diary read by Tracie Bennett. Hard to say which of these two is worse—not that I’m going to sit around and waste more time pondering it LOL.
So I ask, am I doomed forever? Will I not be able to enjoy another audiobook after Jim Dale has ruined me for every other man, er, reader, I mean? Or will our wonderful readers come to my rescue with fabulous recommendations that I can actually sit down and listen to without gagging?Labels: bibliophile’s affair, harry potter nutter, me and miss jones
People we wish would go away:◙ Tom Cruise. Because you are an over-opinionated asshole with a superiority complex (must come from being a midget). And honestly, that freaky weirdo shit behavior should only be condoned in the circus.
◙ Madonna. Please, we’re begging you, go away. Two decades of your shallow self is enough.
◙ Britney Spears. Overexposed talentless half-wit. Learn how to sing, for god’s sake! Plastic boobs can only take you so far, and we think this is where your train stops, so please get the fuck off.
◙ Paris Hilton. How can anyone be so rich and still look like a second rate extra from “Good Will Humping”?
◙ Ashlee Simpson. Face it Ashlee, you are a Jan Brady in a Marcia world.
◙ Carson Daly. The only aptitute this guy seems to have is having become famous when he’s neither cute, talented nor entertaining. To be honest, he is only good to watch when out of Ambien.
◙ Elisabeth Hasselbeck. Brainless, Bush-loving twat that has ruined
The View for many fans. I want Joyce to push her off the stage, so that a mob of people from the audience can beat the shit out of her.
◙ Martha Stewart. Greedy, rude, ruthless selfish bitch devoid of any warmth or soul. Though the bitch can decorate. Before we push her off a cliff she can come over and revamp my place LOL.
◙ Nancy Grace. Oh, Nancy, we know you mean well, but your grating voice gets on our nerves!
◙ Stockbroker screamer guy on CNBC. Who the fuck are you?
◙ Wal-Mart executives who exploit their workers worldwide. Rot in hell, greedy bastards!
◙ Greedy oil executives. Ditto.
◙ Dick Cheney. The scariest man in America.
◙ Tom DeLay. Even amongst the corrupt, he is King.
◙ Arnold Schwarzenegger. Fucking a Kennedy is the closest you will ever be to the White House. Accept it.
News:
◙ Withdrawal of US troops in Iraq.
◙ Bush gets a clue or grows a brain. The jackass is way out of step with the American people.
◙ Democrats get their act together.
◙ HMO executives go to referral hell.
◙ The desperate plight of Africa becomes a priority for all nations.
◙ The shameful poverty issue in America exposed by Katrina be addressed and eradicated.
◙ Civil rights, which are eroding by the Patriot Act, be restored.
◙ Legal rights for gay couples.
◙ Tax cuts for the extreme wealthy are eliminated.
◙ Tax cuts for businesses who do not out source work to foreign countries.
◙ Pay raise for teachers.
◙ Reasonable prices for medicine, gas and oil.
◙ End secret prisons and torturing of prisoners.
◙ End secret wiretapping.
◙ CNN weatherman Rob Marciano to get out of his suits and show his perfect body on air. Yum.
Entertainment:
◙ Mandatory nude scene with Josh Holloway on Lost.
◙ End of mindlessly stupid sitcoms and annoying reality shows (Joey producers, please put us out of our misery!).
◙ End of spin-offs like CSI, Law and Order, etc. (Die, Horatio Caine, die!)
◙ Conan O’Brien of NBC’s Late Night with Conan O’Brien gets funny again. He’s starting to weird us out.
◙ Rappers stop degrading women and glorifying violence.
◙ New Keith Urban CD, with him naked on the album cover. Yee-haw!
◙ Authors Jenny Crusie and Bob Mayer finally getting it on. *g* You go, girl!
◙ The return of author Judith Ivory.
◙ The return of author LaVyrle Spencer.
◙ Author Maggie Osborne rethinks her resignation.
◙ Susan Elizabeth Phillips finally sells the book rights of Heaven, Texas to Hollywood; cast said Josh Holloway as the lead. Nude scenes, of course, are a necessity to further the plot.
◙ The end of Hollywood movie remakes. Originality is good, even in the land of fake boobs.
◙ Renee Zellweger, the best actress in Hollywood, find true romance that lasts more than 4 months. She should get her HEA even if Bridget wouldn’t (that’s how we’ll see it with the way Fielding is fucking up Bridget’s life!). Labels: bibliophile’s affair, celebs crap, kinky lifestyle, mctv, me and miss jones, politics crap
ENTERTAINMENT...Best dressed celebrity:
Kate MossWorst dressed:
Jennifer LopezBest fashion accessory: Bangles
Worst new clothesline: J. Lo’s fur couture
Most exposed:
Paris HiltonMost derisive:
Tara ReidBest public melt down:
Tom CruiseWorst cad:
Brad PittWorst kept secret:
Star Jones’ stomach stapled weight loss
Best use of celebrity money:
Oprah Winfrey’s $100,000 reward for the capture of child molesters
Most unexpected Hollywood divorce:
Mike Myers and
Robin RuzanMost idiotic stand-by-your-man incident:
Lil’ Kim, sentenced to one year in prison for perjury and obstruction of justice in shooting incident
Most pitiful skank stunt:
Britney Spears marrying
Kevin Federline, and being impregnated by said trash
Worst asshole stunt: After attacking
Brooke Shields, Tom Cruise to
Matt Lauer, “Matt, Matt, Matt, you don’t even—you’re glib... I don’t talk about things that I don’t understand. I’ll say, you know what? I’m not so sure about that.”
MOVIES...
Best chick flick: In Her Shoes
Best title: Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang
Most surprising: Serenity
Worst film: War of the Worlds
Best duo: Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson in Wedding Crashers
Best trailer for a horrible film: Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith
Best action scene: King Kong and the Tyrannosaurus rexes
Most romantic scene: Angelina Jolie asking Brad Pitt “Who’s your daddy now?” after living-room foreplay/battle in Mr. and Mrs. Smith
TELEVISION...
Most important guest: Oprah on the The Late Show with David Letterman
Best actor: William Petersen of CSI (Grissom is the man! Die, Horatio Caine, die!)
Best comeback: Patrick Dempsey
Best new show: Grey’s Anatomy
Worst new show: Martha Stewart’s The Apprentice
Most underrated: Arrested Development
Best drama: House
Best teaser plot: Lost
Most pitiful show: Joey
Most missed show: Sex and the City
Most embarrassing incident: Ashlee Simpson lip-synching on Saturday Night Live
BOOKS...
Best historical: 1776 by David McCullough
Best autobiography: The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls
Best non-fiction: The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion
Most inspirational non-fiction: No Excuses: The True Story of a Congenital Amputee Who Became a Champion in Wrestling and in Life by Kyle Manard
Most bullshit bestseller: Natural Cures “They” Don’t Want You to Know About by Kevin Trudeau
Most anticipated day: July 16th, release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by J.K. Rowling
Most disappointing: New Bridget Jones columns
Most appalling: RWA awards ceremony fiasco
Most undeserved hype: A Breath of Snow and Ashes by Diana Gabaldon
NEWS...
Best keep secret revealed: Mark Felt as “Deep Throat”
Best media break out star: Cooper Anderson
Best flirting while on air: Cooper Anderson and Ryan Seacrest on CNN’s 360°
Worst villain: Scam artists who created fake Katrina charity sites for personal profit
Worst jackass comment: Pres. Bush’s “Brownie, you’re doing a heckuva job.”
Worst out-of-your-depth case: Michael Jackson and another child molestation trial
Most unexpected death: Peter Jennings of ABC News
Most ballsy act by a politician: Cong. John Murtha calling for withdrawal of U.S. troops in Iraq
Most laughable act by a politician: Pres. Bush’s China door incident
Most abysmal incompetent: Michael Brown, former head of FEMA
Most deserved indictment: Cong. Tom DeLay
Most deserved thank you: Volunteers who opened their homes to Katrina victims
Most deserved hype: Passing of Pope John Paul II
Most undeserved hype: Terry Schavio’s case
Most deserved acknowledgment: Bono, Person of the Year, Time magazineLabels: bibliophile’s affair, bitch at the movies, celebs crap, mctv, me and miss jones
Vicious Trollop and Bawdy Babe, real IM conversation:
Trollop: I want to blog about this week’s new Bridget column, but forgot how outraged I felt when I first read it.
Bawdy: What’s your beef with Bridget?
Trollop: Well, I hate how Fielding is projecting her married/pregnant life on Bridge. At first really hated her being pregnant, though have gotten over it a bit. But now the baby is Cleaver’s and Mark thinks it’s his?!?
Bawdy: It is??? NO!
Trollop: Is this a Spanish novela or something? Honestly it’s like a third-rate Mexican soap opera starring Thalia.
Bawdy: (Thalia sucks!) Yes, of course it is Mark’s.
Trollop: (Lord, yes! LOL Though Harlot loves her. *g*) No, it’s Cleaver’s. DNA results are back, and now Mark is being all sweet and adorable.
Bawdy: I haven’t read it but there must be a twist somewhere. It can’t be Daniel’s.
Trollop: Unless Mark and Cleaver turn out to be twin brothers separated at birth (the way this column is going I wouldn’t put it past her), there is no way it’s Mark’s.
Bawdy: No way it’s Daniel’s!
Trollop: Anyway, yes, very upset with Fielding for doing this. Why come back to ruin Bridget’s life? I think she’s doing it on purpose because now she has horrible married/child life and wants to take it out on Bridget.
Bawdy: No, she is happily married with baby. She wants it for Bridget too.
Trollop: Ha! That’s what she would have us think! Anywho, Bridget is supposed to be a singleton.
Bawdy: God, you are cynical!
Trollop: She made it okay for women to feel good about being by themselves and now she’s turned around and become fucking smug married.
Bawdy: Well that is the formula, isn’t it? HEA with ring and baby. Hate that shit.Labels: bitchy mcrant, fucking around, me and miss jones
I, like many women around the globe, religiously follow the Bridget Jones’s Diary column, which is published every Thursday in the British daily
The Independent.
Two weeks ago
The Independent’s site had technical problems, making it impossible for online readers to access the Bridget column for days. The wait, though frustrating and annoying, ended up being worth it, since true to “Fielding style,” was not only laugh out loud funny, but ended with Mark Darcy finally finding out that Bridget is pregnant and dating a younger man.
I spend every day last week expectantly awaiting the next entry (practically marking the days on the wall with a chisel, like convicts in cheesy movies). Finally came Thursday. Early in the morning I logged on to
The Independent, only to find this:
The Bridget Jones column appears on this page every Thursday and remains live for one week. She’s on holiday this week, however, and returns on 17 November.
That brings us to my question: Where is Bridget?! I mean, how can
Helen Fielding do this to us?!? What kind of selfish monster is she?!?!!
I’m practically pulling my hair out by the roots from desperation and curiosity.
*Deep breath* I hope she’s back tomorrow. If I don’t find out what happens soon, I might have to be committed to a mental institution for a long overdo stay.
Labels: me and miss jones
