Starting tomorrow, I'll be participating in Hamlette's March read-along of Little Women by Louisa May Alcott! She's hosting it at her other blog, The Edge of the Precipice, and you should all join! Think how much fun we'll have;)
In fact, it will very probably be volcanic. Unlike most other times I present an opinion, I do not feel the need right now to filter my thoughts and feelings out of consideration for those who may have different ones. I hate this series. I think this series is incredibly (to use a very 21st-century term) toxic. I think it deserves to be eviscerated with passion and righteous indignation, and that is precisely what I intend to do.
[Full disclosure before we begin: As I've edited and continued working on this post, I have tried to stick to a mainly "fun" rant format, without going into too much "gory" personal detail. I still talk about all my problems with it, but I've deleted some "tearful" parts because it just changed the vibe a bit too much. I'm going to try to keep things Very Frustrated instead of weepy, if possible, but . . . things could have (and have) gotten weepy. Just so you know. It…
[Note: Keep in mind that this review is written from the perspective of someone who has never actually read Romeo and Juliet, m'kay?:) Also, there'll be spoilers, because, I mean…all things considered, you probably know how it all ends.]
I first became seriously interested in watching this movie a) because of the utter gorgeousness of all the stills I saw on the Internet, and b) because it has Hailee Steinfeld. I'd only seen her in True Grit (2011), but, I thought, wouldn't it be cool to see her in a completely different role?
So, yesterday, I watched it. And…I'm not quite sure what I think of it.
First things first. This movie was beautiful. It was one of those films where you think, "I want just about this entire movie in screencaps." The cinematography was excellent. The lighting, the camera angles, the costumes and sets…aaaaaaahhhhh. See what I mean??
Hailee Steinfeld was absolutely precious as Juliet Capulet. I think she perhaps delivered th…
*WARNING*This post contains frank discussions of sex, sexual misconduct, and various sexual activities. It may also contain controversial opinions on those topics and stronger language than you're accustomed to seeing on this blog. Use your own discretion.
As some of you already know, I recently took a dive into the exotic world of Christian "purity books". There were only four involved in this spontaneous little adventure, and put together their length was probably a little less than that of Les Misérables:
Girls Gone Wise in a World Gone Wild (by Mary A. Kassian) Passion and Purity: Learning to Bring Your Love Life Under Christ's Control (by Elisabeth Elliot) Kissed the Girls and Made Them Cry: Why Women Lose When They Give In (by Lisa Bevere) Every Young Woman's Battle: Guarding Your Mind, Heart, and Body in a Sex-Saturated World (by Shannon Ethridge and Stephen Arterburn)
Not a big deal, right? Granted, I'd gone into the whole affair with blat…