I never could understand exactly why i have always been drawn to Jane Austen's novels ever since i was a little girl, mostly because everytime i read them again i saw the whole picture through other eyes. This thought occured to me this night again while I had the priviledge to catch Sense and Sensibility on Tv, soon after I simply couldn't help myself to search in my old video tapes (yes, next to the dvd we still have a vcr, incredible as it may sound) for the 1940's version of Pride and Prejudice.
I admitt I've always been a helpless romantic in my heart , though I haven't shown it in my real life since I haven't had the oportunity to do so yet.
While I was always fascinated by the two alter ego's of Jane Austen, her rational-calm-proper side and the passionate-romantic-dare to say wild one, the two Dashwood sisters have always reached the highest admiration i could have for a character, therefore i never could imagine one without the other and have always imagined them as an ensemble. It was always a pleasure to see their oposite, yet so much alike features and i admitt i never could help crying over Mr. Ferras's proposal at the end of the movie/book.
Even so, it's so very clear to me that my favorite novel and movie(s) will always be Pride and Prejudice. I almost never know whether Mr Darcy and Elizabeth will end up together or not. Don't get me wrong, if you were to know me, you would probably think of me as the most rational person on the planet when it comes to matters of the heart, but deep down I've always dreamt of being swept off my feet by a misterious, intelligent and yet somehow arogant man like Mr Darcy. Maybe that's because I've always seen myself as Miss Bennet, a bit too aware of everything that's been going on in the world and who maybe thought I knew it all untill being surprised by life.
But that's yet to happen to me.
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