Yes, here I am once more, making an unexpected appearance on this ghost of a blog. I've been reminiscing lately, and recently came across the YouTube channel "The Janeite Adventurers," a project started by Amy and myself in 2016 when we were to visit the Annual General Meeting of the Jane Austen Society of North America. It filled me with nostalgia and I was sad that I had never finished editing those videos. So, I randomly decided to do it.
And this, my friends, is true procrastination:
Anyway. Here are two new episodes and one extra, for anyone who may be interested. Happy spring!
Hello, long-lost friends! Well, technically I am the one who is long-lost, I suppose. But with two new Jane Austen adaptations in the making (or having recently come out), I couldn't resist the opportunity to post, however busy I am. (Plus, I sort of worked it out so this is a project for one of my classes. Win-win.)
Why the period at the end? I'm confused.
First, let's talk about Emma, which is coming out in February of next year. My original thought when hearing there is to be a new adaptation was "Huh?? But we don't need another Emma. We already a great miniseries and two mediocre movies." And my opinion as far as that goes hasn't really changed much. However, until an absolutely, 100% perfect adaptation of a Jane Austen novel comes out, I'll always be willing to give something new a try. Even if I do think that a good Mansfield Park or Persuasion would be much, much more beneficial to the fandom and the world at large.
Then the trailer came out, and I had many more thoughts, which I will now discuss in detail. I'd love to hear your thoughts as well!
Note: all screenshots below are taken directly from this trailer.
I could be more pleased with the choice for Emma, that's for sure. Her face is definitely not what I picture Emma to be. It's a bit too modern-looking, and kind of... sour? Also, she is not what I would personally consider "handsome." But I am trying to keep an open mind.
Anya is currently 23. I was shocked to discover that for the first time, a Jane Austen heroine is being played by someone who is younger than I am. But it's fine. I'm only slightly freaked out. Don't worry about it. In any case, it's refreshing to have an actress so close to the character's age.
Anya hasn't done much in the way of period drama in the past, but it looks like she was in a recent film called The Miniaturist, which is set in the 17th-century, and looks pretty creepy. Interestingly, Romola Garai (Emma from the 2009 miniseries, a.k.a. my favorite) played a significant role in that movie as well!
I have always been an especially nostalgic person. It feels as if lately this part of my personality has been hidden or overlooked. In fact, I was influenced by this largely during adolescent and teen years. Very lately, I have experienced so many new things: getting married, moving to the other side of my state, working full-time while taking classes part-time and trying in the meanwhile to kinda-sorta keep up on housework and a social life. I have been very happy and content. Sure, there are always struggles, but I've been looking ahead so much to all the wonderful things I know will happen in the future.
(I would give you bonus points for naming the quote, but as I'm pretty sure most of you will know what it's from, that hardly seems like much of a game.)
My dear readers,
Your request to not take so long with my next Installment did not go unheeded. However, I really am so frightfully busy, that... well, I'm going to give you the "short and sweet" version instead. That is, if you can get through the whole thing, without any pictures. ;)
Our friendship, at least for me, accelerated at an alarming pace. He was a true kindred spirit-- a quality I had never before discovered in the male species, outside of those in my own family. He was kind, gentlemanly, had a sense of humor very much like my own, and his tallness was (no pun intended) definitely growing on me. Above all, I was struck by his intelligence. We communicated 3/4 of the time through an online medium, and he actually knew how to write. In fact, he sometimes used words that Ihad to look up in the dictionary. (If that isn't an attractive quality, I don't know what is.)
Before I quite realized it, he was one of my very closest friends, and I began to care very deeply about his life. More deeply than I was willing to admit to myself. After all, I was not looking for a boyfriend, and a romantic relationship between us seemed very imprudent considering our positions in life at the time. And anyway... surely he wasn't interested in me like that.
