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Nov. 23rd, 2005 11:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hafitalThanks to everyone for the congrats! :) I start my new position on Monday.
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I just finished reading Girl with a Pearl Earring, by Tracy Chevalier, which I totally loved, but something about it made me uncomfortable. This is mostly because I saw the movie (which I also totally loved) before reading the book, so my head was full of Colin Firth as Vermeer and his Vermeer is more... well, Firthish *g* than Vermeer is written. Also, while Vermeer in the film is flawed and, in his own way, takes advantage of Griet as much as the other men in her life, this is much more evident in the book and you feel the betrayal the same way Griet does (or at least I felt it like that) and there's something so painful about that -- looking up to someone, loving someone, having something you think is unique and special and then realizing you've built it all in your head, and there's nothing really there for you, and you're just going to get hurt. It's one of those stories where there's really no way to get a happy ending, or not the ending you want, anyway. The movie was so beautiful, a series of beautiful images, the beauty dulls the edge of the real story.
The book is strangely erotic, too, where painting is making love and Griet putting on the earrings is an act of penetration. Maybe I need to watch the movie again.
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Driving home tonight I saw a shooting star. Yellow light, shooting quickly, low across the sky, no tail. Perhaps it was a UFO?
*waits for the alien invasion*
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I just finished reading Girl with a Pearl Earring, by Tracy Chevalier, which I totally loved, but something about it made me uncomfortable. This is mostly because I saw the movie (which I also totally loved) before reading the book, so my head was full of Colin Firth as Vermeer and his Vermeer is more... well, Firthish *g* than Vermeer is written. Also, while Vermeer in the film is flawed and, in his own way, takes advantage of Griet as much as the other men in her life, this is much more evident in the book and you feel the betrayal the same way Griet does (or at least I felt it like that) and there's something so painful about that -- looking up to someone, loving someone, having something you think is unique and special and then realizing you've built it all in your head, and there's nothing really there for you, and you're just going to get hurt. It's one of those stories where there's really no way to get a happy ending, or not the ending you want, anyway. The movie was so beautiful, a series of beautiful images, the beauty dulls the edge of the real story.
The book is strangely erotic, too, where painting is making love and Griet putting on the earrings is an act of penetration. Maybe I need to watch the movie again.
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Driving home tonight I saw a shooting star. Yellow light, shooting quickly, low across the sky, no tail. Perhaps it was a UFO?
*waits for the alien invasion*
