A few minutes ago, I was talking to my sister Bella about casting for Jane Eyre (if we were to make a short adaptation); my brother Cruce surprised me when he showed an interest in making a movie of the book--I soon found that this was only because he wanted to be "the old mean guy...who sits by the fire" Mr. Rochester? Why? I thought I'd cast you as Jane Eyre, because you're slight, and Bella would be a good Mr. Rochester. Why do you want to be Rochester? Cruce: "I just want to to sit by the fire! [Rochester] gets to sit by the fire in his comfy chair, and say mean things about his daughter."
As I related this to Bella, we had a good laugh, and I explained about Mr. Rochester's character.
"He's kind of like Mr. Darcy; he's really mean to Jane Eyre in the beginning, and then he's nice at the end, and you find out that he was kind of nice all along..."
This led Bella to ask, "Oh, you mean like Mr. Wallaby?"
I promptly broke down, into dry sobs. I, unfortunately, knew exactly who she meant, and I managed to get out,
"Mr. Willoughby?!"
Yeah, Mr. Willoughby. Is he like Mr. Willoughby? No! He isn't!
"Well who's Snape's character?" asked Bella.
"Severus Snape," I told her.
"No! In the movie!"
"Oh, Sense and Sensibility?"
"Yeah, Sense and Sensibility. Who does he play? Mr. Bowlinggap?"
"Colonel...Colonel Brandon!"
"Oh... Yeah!"
We are taking it one day at a time.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment