Listen. I am not one of those Jane Austen lovers who has read all the spin-offs. I read one by Shannon Hale called Austenland that was pretty decent (in a please-pass-the-ghirardelli, guilty pleasure sort of way) but once you read one, haven't you read them all? I don't see how these spin-off novels can wind up being anything but paltry and predictable. I eye them suspiciously.
Fast forward to today.
We got Netflix this week and for two people who have watched only what we can capture via antenna on our tv since we got married?? Netflix is like Christmas. Danny pointed out today, and I think he's right, that I probably like having all the options of things to watch more than I actually like watching them. Nevertheless, I happened upon a Jane Austen spin-off MOVIE and I thought I'd give it a try, if only because it was put out by the BBC. Turns out it was fabulous. There were still some cheesy parts, but it was so fun to see *spoiler alert* Bingley as a drunk, Mr. Collins married to Jane, Georgiana as a wicked girl, and Wickham as a very noble man indeed. Not to mention the way the movie looked at these often-dreamt-about characters as simple humans instead of characters.
Lost in Austen