Sunday, September 20, 2015
I just had time to preview the first episode of Indian Summers before my trip and it is well worth watching. A wonderfully well done drama depicting the lives of British socialites in India in the 1930s who went to the cooler Himalayan hills for the hot summers to rule from afar and enjoy.
Julie Walters has a ball as Cynthia Coffin, the lively owner of the exclusively white Royal Simla Club, she sports a rather pronounced East End accent. This seems to be a reminder that all classes could be on equal footing in India in the time of the British Raj and she certainly seems to enjoy controlling more than the music, roast beef and Yorkshire pud at her club.
The first episode sets up a lot of stories from both clashing cultures and foreshadows the trouble ahead, as the Indian independence movement simmers and flares. Just as gorgeous as Downton Abbey (with a more exotic flavour) Indian Summers will draw you in and make you feel the heat!
I will leave you hanging there but do catch this one on PBS starting Sunday September 27 at 9 pm.
Cheers and follow me for the next 2 weeks at Jenny & Gillian Wandering England!
Saturday, September 19, 2015
|Avebury Stone Circle, Wiltshire|
The anticipation is building as my friend Gillian and I are now days away from our "geeky history girl" tour of the UK. I am hoping to be able to regularly post photos for our family and friends, but anyone who would like to follow along with us is very welcome at Jenny & Gillian Wandering England.
|Pulteney Bridge Bath|
Please feel free to leave any comments on the Jenny & Gillian blog. We have planned our accommodations in advance, as well as having our 4 day walking tour of the Wiltshire Dorset borders meticulously planned by Alison Howell of Foot Trails walking tours. The rest of the trip will develop on the fly, as we have lots of possible destinations and excursions researched, but a certain amount of chance and serendipity is going to determine our final route. We're sooooo excited!
|Wardour Castle Wiltshire|
Cheers and hopefully I will come back with renewed energy for The Jane Austen Film Club!
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Shaun the Sheep Movie is not period drama. However it is a very English film, which I figure qualifies it for this blog and besides, I found it very entertaining! I dragged my sister to this on a recent girl's weekend, reasoning that this was a true all ages film. What can I say? I don't have a young child or grandchild at this point but I love this kind of film which amuses all ages.
If you are a fan of Aardman Animations, who have done Wallace and Gromit and Chicken Run, you may also already know Shaun, Bitzer the dog and Farmer from the Shaun the Sheep television series and you will likely eat this up. If not, but you love the sound of a bouncy fun film with no dialogue but a super soundtrack and lots of sight gags then you will still appreciate this little gem.
I didn't really like the trailer so I have given you the theme song video which gives you a much better idea of whether you will like the movie. And such a cute catchy song too!
Lots of visual gags like this one...an homage to the Beatles Abbey Road photo and a nod to the fact that the music was recorded at Abbey Road Studios in London.
That is all I am going to say about this adorable little film. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Mr. Holmes is a lovely slow gem of a film. If you want the antidote to the summertime blockbuster, here it is! Based on the Mitch Cullin novel A Slight Trick of the Mind, Ian McKellen stars as an aging Sherlock Holmes who has given up the detective business and retired to the Sussex coast.
Wishing to set the record straight about his last case 30 some odd years previously (and struggling with early dementia) Mr. Holmes tries to recall and write down the details of this last case.
Mr. Holmes: I've decided to write the story down; as it was, not as John (Watson) made it. Get it right before I die.
Egged on by adorable Milo Parker as his housekeeper's son Roger the story proceeds in flashbacks to his last case, and more recently to Japan where Holmes goes to get some Prickly Ash plants which, when ingested as jelly, supposedly has restorative properties for the memory.
Ian McKellen, now 75 years of age, was a perfect choice to bounce back and forth from a spry 60 year old detective to a doddering, liver spotted 93 year old retiree tending to his bees and grumping at his doctor.
Hattie Morahan (Sense and Sensibility) is an ethereal "Woman in Dove Grey" who is at the center of the 30 year old mystery.
Laura Linney would have been perfect as the housekeeper Mrs. Munro if she could have nailed whichever accent she was going for. Still, I loved her in this! Unimpressed by the old man's credentials, she clashes with Holmes delightfully.
The chalk cliffs of East Sussex are a character in and of themselves. But Frances de la Tour, Hiroyuki Sanada, Roger Allam and Philip Davis give the supporting roles some real depth.
Roger: Have you ever been bitten?
Mr. Holmes: Stung! Bees don't have teeth!
[Mrs Munro appears]
Mrs. Munro: Have you ever been bitten?
Mr. Holmes: No. I have never been bit.
I can't wait to see this one again!
Sunday, July 5, 2015
I have been eagerly awaiting the trailer for the Suffragette film due out this October and wow was it ever worth the wait. I have watched them three times now and I have cried each time. Give Carey Mulligan the Oscar now!
A who's who of British (and Irish and American) actors are in this. Carey Mulligan, Meryl Streep, Helena Bonham Carter, Anne-Marie Duff, Romola Garai, Ben Whishaw, Brendan Gleeson and Samuel West to name just a few!
I have never printed quotes before a film was released but here they are!
Male voice over: Women should not exercise judgement in political affairs.
Male voice over: If we allow women to vote it will mean the loss of social structure.
Man: You work at the Glass House Laundry?
Maud (Carey Mulligan): I was born there. Part time washer from when I was 7, full time from when I was 12."
Mrs. Pankhurst (Meryl Streep): For 50 years we have laboured peacefully to secure the note for women. We've been ridiculed, battered and ignored.
Maud: All my life I've been respectful. Done what men told me. Well I can't have that anymore.
Maud: We break windows. We burn things. Cause war's the only language men listen to.
Maud: What are you going to do? Lock us all up? We're in every home. We're half the human race. You can't stop us all.
Judge: What would the vote mean to you?
Mrs. Pankhurst: Never underestimate the power we women have to define our own destiny. We have been left with no alternative. Defy this government!
Mrs. Pankhurst: We don't want to be law breakers. We want to be law makers!"
Edith New (Helena Bonham Carter): The only way is forward!
Violet Cambridge (Anne-Marie Duff): Votes for women!
Alice (Romola Garai): The power is in your hands!
Join me watching this in October. And bring your mother, daughter, friend and spouse!
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
|Aidan Turner as Ross Poldark|
|Poldark and fiance Elizabeth in flashback|
I have to add here that the coast of Cornwall is as large and as gorgeous a character as the hunky Ross Poldark. Full marks for cinematography here, especially when Ross is galloping along the cliff with Demelza perched on the saddle. Apparently tourism is up significantly in Cornwall already, but if you think fine weather is usual in this part of England you may be surprised. I once heard a West Country resident describe their weather as "roobish"!
And then we have Francis Poldark (played by American actor Kyle Soller), who does marry the lovely Elizabeth but alas, he is a poor substitute for his cousin Ross. He is constantly bossed around by his dismissive father and ends up being very unprepared to take over as head of the family. Oh, dear!
Verity Poldark is the sweet dutiful sister of Francis, who takes care of an awful lot in the big house, just as the spinster sister was expected to do in the 18th century. But will she find love later in the series? Let's hope so. I think Ruby Bentall (The Paradise, Lark Rise to Candleford) is just perfect as the long suffering Verity.
Speaking of great casting, Jack Farthing is a perfect baddie as George Warleggen, the new moneyed banker/industrialist and constant rival to Ross. So of course he slithers after the lovely Elizabeth. Ewwwwww! Comic relief is provided by the lazy tippling servants Jud and Prudie and the elderly Aunt Agatha who often fails to hold her tongue.
I think the best compliment that I can give to this miniseries is that I am now compelled to read the books, as I am invested in all of the characters, and I can't wait until next year to find out what happens. Thankfully there are 12 novels, written by Winston Graham starting in 1945 (Ross Poldark) and ending in 2002 (Bella Poldark), which he published just before his death. Apparently he based the character of Ross on a fighter pilot he met on a train during the war and Demelza has similarities to Graham's Cornish wife Jean Williamson.
So enjoy this wonderful BBC miniseries. I couldn't quite get into Outlander (I tried, really I did!) but this one captured my heart.
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
'Come,' said Gabriel, freshening again; 'think a minute or two. I'll wait a while, Miss Everdene. Will you marry me? Do, Bathsheba. I love you far more than common!'
'I'll try to think,' she observed, rather more timorously; 'if I can think out of doors; my mind spreads away so.'
'But you can give a guess.'
'Then give me time.' Bathsheba looked thoughtfully into the distance, away from the direction in which Gabriel stood.
'I can make you happy,' said he to the back of her head, across the bush. 'You shall have a piano in a year or two - farmers' wives are getting to have pianos now - and I'll practise up the flute right well to play with you in the evenings.'
'Yes; I should like that.'
'And have one of those little ten-pound gigs for market - and nice flowers, and birds - cocks and hens I mean, because they be useful,' continued Gabriel, feeling balanced between poetry and practicality.
'I should like it very much.'
'And a frame for cucumbers - like a gentleman and a lady.'
'And when the wedding was over, we'd have it put in the newspaper list of marriages.'
'Dearly I should like that!'
'And the babies in the births - every man jack of 'em!
And at home by the fire, whenever you look up, there I shall be - and whenever I look up, there will be you.'
'Wait, wait, and don't be improper!'
Her countenance fell, and she was silent awhile. He regarded the red berries between them over and over again, to such an extent, that holly seemed in his after life to be a cypher signifying a proposal of marriage. Bathsheba decisively turned to him.
'No; 'tis no use,' she said. 'I don't want to marry you.'
I have tried hard all the time I've been thinking; for a marriage would be very nice in one sense. People would talk about me, and think I had won my battle, and I should feel triumphant, and all that. But a husband...'
'Why, he'd always be there, as you say; whenever I looked up, there he'd be.'
'Of course he would - I, that is.'
'Well, what I mean is that I shouldn't mind being a bride at a wedding, if I could be one without having a husband. But since a woman can't show off in that way by herself, I shan't marry - at least yet.'
'That's a terrible wooden story.'
At this criticism of her statement Bathsheba made an addition to her dignity by a slight sweep away from him.
'Upon my heart and soul, I don't know what a maid can say stupider than that,' said Oak. 'But dearest,' he continued in a palliative voice, 'don't be like it?' Oak sighed a deep honest sigh - none the less so in that, being like the sigh of a pine plantation, it was rather noticeable as a disturbance of the atmosphere. 'Why won't you have me?' he appealed, creeping round the holly to reach her side.
'I cannot,' she said, retreating.
'But why?' he persisted; standing still at last in despair of ever reaching her, and facing over the bush.
'Because I don't love you.'
She contracted a yawn to an inoffensive smallness, so that it was hardly ill-mannered at all. 'I don't love you,' she said.
'But I love you - and, as for myself, I am content to be liked.'
'O Mr. Oak - that's very fine! You'd get to despise me.'
'Never,' said Mr. Oak, so earnestly that he seemed to be coming, by the force of his words, straight through the bush and into her arms. 'I shall do one thing in this life - one thing certain - that is, love you, and long for you and keep wanting you till I die.' His voice had a genuine pathos now, and his large brown hands perceptibly trembled.
'It seems dreadfully wrong not to have you when you feel so much!' she said with a little distress, and looking hopelessly around for some means of escape from her moral dilemma. 'How I wish I hadn't run after you!' However, she seemed to have a short cut for getting back to cheerfulness, and set her face to signify archness. 'It wouldn't do, Mr. Oak. I want somebody to tame me; I am too independent; and you would never be able to, I know.'
Oak cast his eyes down the field in a way implying that it was useless to attempt an argument.
'Mr Oak,' she said with luminous distinctness and common sense, 'you are better off than I. I have hardly a penny in the world - I am staying with my aunt for my bare sustenance. I am better educated than you - and I don't love you a bit: that's my side of the case. Now yours: you are a farmer just beginning, and you ought in common prudence, if you marry at all (which you should certainly not think of doing at present) to marry a woman with money, who would stock a larger farm for you than you have now.'
Gabriel looked at her with a little surprise and much admiration.
'That's the very thing I had been thinking myself!' he naively said.
Farmer Oak had one-and-a-half Christian characteristics too many to succeed with Bathsheba: his humility, and a superfluous moiety of honesty. Bathsheba was decidedly disconcerted.
'Well, then, why did you come and disturb me?' she said almost angrily, if not quite, an enlarging red spot rising in each cheek.
'I can't do what I think would be - would be...'
'You have made an admission now Mr. Oak,' she exclaimed, with even more hauteur, and rocking her head disdainfully. 'After that, do you think I could marry you? Not if I know it.'
He broke in passionately: 'But don't mistake me like that! Because I am open enough to own what every man in my shoes would have thought of, you make your colours come up your face, and get crabbed with me. That about your not being good enough for me is nonsense. You speak like a lady - all the parish notice it, and your uncle at Weatherbury is, I have heerd, a large farmer - much larger than ever I shall be. May I call in the evening, or will you walk along with me o' Sundays? I don't want you to make up your mind at once, if you'd rather not.'
'No - no - I cannot. Don't press me any more - don't. I don't love you - so 'twould be ridiculous,' she said, with a laugh.
No man likes to see his emotions the sport of a merry-go-round of skittishness. 'Very well,' said Oak, firmly, with the bearing of one who was going to give his days and nights to Ecclesiates for ever.
'Then I'll ask you no more.'
Thomas Hardy's original proposal scene (because they couldn't put all these wonderful words into the film!)