This Should Be A Movie

Microscopic evolving robots that kill humans by suffocating them from the inside out? Oh, and they were originally born by scientists who wanted to study the body and learn more about cancer and other terrible diseases, but instead, the swarming robots morphed into a self-propelled biomechanical warfare…

Why is this not already a movie? This thing would be a blockbuster! Have some Hollywood action superstar in the lead and it would sell like hotcakes.

I’d go see it for sure. I loved this book. It might have been difficult to do with the cinematography abilities back when it was written, but come on Spielberg…you can totally do this now!

Bring back Crichton! (And I’m not just talking about a fourth Jurassic Park movie.)

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Character Most Like Me

There are a ton of characters I relate to. Pretty much any socially awkward, book loving character, and I’m shouting ME ME ME. I almost picked the obvious choice of Elizabeth Bennet for this. Or, there’s Jo from Little Women.

But, neither character is just quite awkward enough. Plus, they don’t know how weird it is to be a nerd in modern day society, especially one with gorgeous, extroverted younger sisters.

No, there’s only one women on my shelf that fit that profile.

Rose, from In Her Shoes by Jennifer Weiner (she only had one sister, but…you get the point).

This is one where I saw the movie before I read the book, then ran out to grab it when I found out who the author was. “Shoes always fit” has been one of mottos for a long time.

Trust me…there are a lot more in my closet….but I don’t have fancy shelves like Rose does in the movie, so they are all just kind of thrown in a pile. Shameful.

Rose is much more driven than I am, something I envy her for, but she is still just as socially awkward. She is also super protective of her sister, even if they aren’t always on the same page. I also always really admired how, when things don’t go how she expects, she remakes herself out of the wreckage–something I had to do too.

Oh, and don’t forget the love interest, who she kind of blows off at first, but he persists and persists until she takes him seriously. (Which is pretty much what my husband did with me.)

Crap. Now I want to reread this book again too.

Horns

There is a really fantastic movie theater here in Dallas, so even though we’ve only been here two weeks, we’ve seen that many movies already. I keep seeing the preview for Daniel Radcliffe’s new movie Horns, and I knew it was a book by Joe Hill, so I wanted to make sure and read it first, especially since he was Stephen King’s kid. Good writing has to run in the genes somewhere, right?

It must. Because this book was brilliant. You can see a little bit of King’s influence, in the fantastical plot style. The premise is that a man had his heart broken when his girlfriend dumps him, and the night she does–she is murdered in a horrific sexual strangulation. He is blamed, but not convicted, and his mind twists him into the devil incarnate.

This book is full of hellfire and brimstone, snakes and men’s sinful natures. There is quite a bit of violence, and some forced sexual acts, so if that triggers you, just be aware of that going in. The people in this book are written wonderfully. You absolutely hate the “good guys,” you love the Devil, and the women are just twisted enough to be my favorite kind of complicated.

I am really looking forward to seeing the movie and what they do with the cinematography on Daniel. Hopefully they don’t ruin the end scene, because that will prove to be difficult, I’m sure, but it could be powerful if done well.

I will definitely read more from Joe Hill. Good things should come from this author!

Popcorn

I have always been more of a book person than a movie person. My husband, on the flipside, is a HUGE movie buff. Because he is also 8 years older than I am, it is a common thing between us for him to mention a movie that came out before I was old enough to be exposed to it, and not get the reference. He gives me this horrified look like “Oh My God, you poor child. We must expose you.”

I’ve had many friends like this, who have made it their mission to expose me to movies that I JUST HAVE TO SEE. *Meh* I’d rather read the book, more often than not.

Don’t get me wrong, I love movies. But I generally don’t go out of my way to see them, especially with theater prices so completely gouged. I do agree with my husband that it is very sad to see Blockbuster and other movie “stores” go out of business, because it is much harder to rent old movies now. Netflix just doesn’t cut it most of the time.

And when it comes to watching a movie…please douse my popcorn in butter. The more the better. That bag better be greasy. That’s why God made napkins, right?

Here’s a few of the big hit movie books we had on our shelves. Interestingly enough, there seems to be a theme in the color scheme. Also…these are all Hubster’s books, no surprise there. He told me this year that I absolutely HAD to read HFRO, and while I liked it, it wasn’t totally my thing. The movie was definitely better.

 

 

What’s your favorite book to movie adaptation?

If I can stop one heart from breaking

Today is the last day of April, which means a bunch of different things!

1. It’s the 1 month anniversary of this blog! Hard to believe that it’s been a month already! I am so enjoying writing this, more than I’ve ever enjoyed a blog before. I’ve written more consistently, I have more followers (always a plus!), and I think my content is better. I think my success is due to finally writing about something that comes as naturally to me as breathing–reading. I hope you’re enjoying it as much as I am!

2. It’s the 10 year anniversary of Mean Girls! Seems silly, I know. But it has always been one of my favorite movies. It’s hilarious and quotable, sure, but it also has a really great message–stop bullying. That’s important! And, of course, the anniversary had to fall on a Wednesday, and you know what that means. On Wednesdays, we wear pink!!

 

 

3. Today ends National Poetry Month. As I said yesterday, I’ll probably keep posting poems every once in awhile, but maybe not every day. It has been a fun project, though!

In the spirit of Mean Girls day, and to end NPM, I have one of my favorite poems for you. It is a short one, but one that hangs on the bulletin board in the den as a reminder to try and be kind.

If I can stop one heart from breaking

If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in bain;

If I can ease one life the aching,

Or cool one pain,

Or help one fainting robin

Unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain.

–Emily Dickinson

One Art

Holy cow it is a busy morning for me. I am the only one on the phones for my client this morning, so I am taking a quick break with my eye on the lines.

Since I’m losing my mind, I’m going to share one of my favorite poems with you…mostly (and admittedly) because I don’t have a lot of effort to spare at the moment. I first heard this on one of my favorite chick flicks “In Her Shoes.”

One Art
by Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.