Look….here’s my Breakfast at Tiffany’s tribute image. I am posing as the gorgeous Audrey Hepburn.
In other news, here is a conversation that happened during the night of our Audrey Hepburn movie marathon during snack time:
Master Betty: “Are you scraping the bottom of my pudding bowl?”
Starling: “Yes! I’m thinking of the less fortunate children!”
Master Betty: “Ah, you don’t want it to go to waste?”
Starling: “That’s not it! This stuff is so unhealthy! We must get rid of it so that it doesn’t somehow wind up in their hands! It’s bad for them! In fact, get in the car! We must go buy ALL THE PUDDING at the store to keep it out of their hands!”
Master Betty: “…”
Starling: “It’s for the children!!!!”
*Master Betty is heavily into his game, forgetting the world around him. Starling is crocheting peacefully and humming to herself*
Master Betty: “Haha! Take that!”
Master Betty: “That’s what I do to thieves! That’s what you get!” *Turns and grab’s Starling’s shoulders. Gazes into eyes threateningly* “I KILL THEM!!!”
Master Betty: *Shakes wife vigorously* “I tackle them, rob them, and then PUNISH them!”
Starling: “I won’t! I won’t steal from you!”
Master Betty: *Dark tone* “They won’t be hurting anyone anymore…”
(This story may be dramatized for entertainment purposes.)
I just finished reading Rebecca, by Daphne Du Maurier, and I loved it! (I’m pretty sure there will be no spoilers in this lil’ review.)
Daphne Du Maurier (1907- 1989) was a big inspiration to Alfred Hitchcock, and he made a movie based on this story as well as on The Birds, which she also wrote. That alone should let you know what kind of beautiful dark mind Daphne Du Maurier had in her writing. I put the movie on order from Netflix, and I’m waiting for it with much anticipation!
I discovered the book under suggestions for Gothic Romances similar to Jane Eyre, by Charolette Bronte, which is one of my all-time favorite books, and Dracula, by Bram Stoker, which I also love! This book was a delightful read on every page, and I adored the way she described the setting and gardens in such detail. I could almost smell the flowers, hear the sea, and feel the air as she saw it in her mind’s eye!
I didn’t realize how haunting and very creepy the story is until about half way through the book. I almost became comfortable that I was reading a safe, normal romantic story, which allowed the eeriness of it all to get to me much deeper when it did pop up from time to time, and near the end I was completely shocked with the turn of events. It made the sobbing I went through for the poor heroine totally worth it and much easier to swallow. I had been afraid that she might be another author willing to leave the audience unfulfilled like has become common lately in a lazy way to avoid making a story predictable, but I was so glad to be wrong about it. I can’t really say if I thought the ending happy or sad, really, and I supposed you’ll just have to read it for yourself to make a decision.
Next I’m going to be reading another book from that list: The Monk, by Matthew Gregory Lewis, and then I’ll go to Carmilla, by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu. I’ve had luck with this Gothic Horror list so far, so perhaps these will become new favorites to me as well!