With the rainy summer days, during my free time after work, I have been inside for the most part last week. And I had really overdone it with Jane Austen movies. First I watched “Pride and Prejudice” (the newer version) as pictured in an early post. Then I watched the FIVE hour epically long version with Colin Firth as Mr. Darcy.
Naturally about 3 1/2 into my viewing, with one nap in between, and a couple of breaks, begins the comments from my husband. Things like “OMG, what are you watching? What is that drama?”
To which I indignantly reply, “JANE AUSTEN!”
“Did she write it like that?”
Sigh, I guess it is really a chick thing. And let`s face it, Jane Austen books put on film, really are the ultimate chick flicks.
So after watching two versions of “Pride and Prejudice”, the next day I watched “Emma” (the Gwyneth Paltrow version)
and after that I felt compelled to watch a version of “Northanger Abbey”. I made it about half way through it and then something happened. I was clearly overloading on chick flickness. I felt almost physically ill from it.
I then realized I had to do something to counteract the problem. And came up with this:
South Park is in fact the EXACT opposite of Jane Austen films.
