Judy Holliday
Nov. 3rd, 2006 07:02 amI went to the library last night and brought a stack of things home, including:
* Candlewick's The Wand in the Word Candlewick's book of interviews with fantasy writers, (I've already read it, it would make a good gift for a young person who likes fantasy and is interested in becoming a writer)
* a cupcake cookbook (did you know they now have individual silicon muffin cups to use in place of paper?)
* another book by William Boyd
* a thick s/f tome (not saying which one until I know whether or not I can stomach it. I like the premise, but the sheer size of these books is discouraging. So much of s/f is based around world-building, the idea that the reader just wants to hang out in the imaginary world regardless of what's going on there, is one of the things I dislike about the genre. I like these details tucked into a streamlined plot or character study. There are exceptions of course, but I'm always the person in the room who complains about the endless poetry and speechifying in LoTR and the impossible to pronounce names.)
* one of those teen poem-novels (not sold on this format, but continue reading them anyway,)
* Pete Hautman's latest Rash. (He suddenly has a lot of books out, probably due to the success of Godless about a boy who starts a religion worshipping the towns water tower and what happens as a result. Some of you would really like Godless, some of you would be really disturbed by it. I'll leave it to you to sort it out.)
I also got two movies, including Born Yesterday with Judy Holliday. Judy Holliday is probaby best remembered as the dumb blond defended by Katherine Hepburn in Adam's Rib. Dumb blond was sort of her schtick, but not in the same sex-pot way as Monroe or Mansfield. She's more of a tough broad who's only dumb because she's not interested in anything outside of what will get her what she wants.
The movie wasn't wonderful, but it made me cry. The basic premise is that this kingpin junk dealer hires a jounalist to give his moll finishing lessons to help him make Washington connections. She starts out totally uninterested in being educated, but goes along with the act becase she thinks the journalist is cute. (William Holden doing a Gregory Peck thing, complete with high ideals and thick glasses, but his performance predates Roman Holiday or To Kill a Mockingbird.) In the process she runs smack up against the humanist philosophy of the founding fathers and realizes she isn't being treated well by her kingpin boyfriend.
( Slight spoliers, and some thoughts on the portrayal of domestic vioence and humanism on film. )
* Candlewick's The Wand in the Word Candlewick's book of interviews with fantasy writers, (I've already read it, it would make a good gift for a young person who likes fantasy and is interested in becoming a writer)
* a cupcake cookbook (did you know they now have individual silicon muffin cups to use in place of paper?)
* another book by William Boyd
* a thick s/f tome (not saying which one until I know whether or not I can stomach it. I like the premise, but the sheer size of these books is discouraging. So much of s/f is based around world-building, the idea that the reader just wants to hang out in the imaginary world regardless of what's going on there, is one of the things I dislike about the genre. I like these details tucked into a streamlined plot or character study. There are exceptions of course, but I'm always the person in the room who complains about the endless poetry and speechifying in LoTR and the impossible to pronounce names.)
* one of those teen poem-novels (not sold on this format, but continue reading them anyway,)
* Pete Hautman's latest Rash. (He suddenly has a lot of books out, probably due to the success of Godless about a boy who starts a religion worshipping the towns water tower and what happens as a result. Some of you would really like Godless, some of you would be really disturbed by it. I'll leave it to you to sort it out.)
I also got two movies, including Born Yesterday with Judy Holliday. Judy Holliday is probaby best remembered as the dumb blond defended by Katherine Hepburn in Adam's Rib. Dumb blond was sort of her schtick, but not in the same sex-pot way as Monroe or Mansfield. She's more of a tough broad who's only dumb because she's not interested in anything outside of what will get her what she wants.
The movie wasn't wonderful, but it made me cry. The basic premise is that this kingpin junk dealer hires a jounalist to give his moll finishing lessons to help him make Washington connections. She starts out totally uninterested in being educated, but goes along with the act becase she thinks the journalist is cute. (William Holden doing a Gregory Peck thing, complete with high ideals and thick glasses, but his performance predates Roman Holiday or To Kill a Mockingbird.) In the process she runs smack up against the humanist philosophy of the founding fathers and realizes she isn't being treated well by her kingpin boyfriend.
( Slight spoliers, and some thoughts on the portrayal of domestic vioence and humanism on film. )