The Once and Future Story Thread Last night I dreamt I went to Mirelly's High Oak again ... but the gate was barred (or something along those lines.o Sorry, gang, it's lunch time, it's Friday and I'm in a strangely goofy mood. Care to join me? Oops, bye. Here comes ze boss.
I fell asleep during my Technology class (we were watching a movie about manufacturing and the lights were all turned off...yeah.) and I dreamt that I was in the Sims game. It was cool, but slightly creepy.
Way-back when University was still in the pipeline and folks were discussing the whole band thing I fell asleep with the TV on. I dreamed I had Uni and the bands were awesome. I had this whole band thing going in my dream and I couldn't believe how fabulous the music was that my sims were making. I was even impressed at the animations and could almost swear I could make out some of the lyrics. There was a chorus that sounded like they were singing "doan wann be an American idiot" which I thought was very self-consciously self-effacing for a US produced game ... then I came fully awake and realised that I was actually watching Green Day perfoming live on my TV
ROLTLMAO! And I love Green day! I've never dreamt about being in my sims. However, on the run up to Christmas one year I had this dream. My family and I were walking along - well, like a hill, made of something like coal, along the top of it. We were all dressed in shawls and the women were on donkeys. Mum was about 7-8 months pregnant. She turned to me and said, 'Emma, run up ahead to Uncle Bill's shop and tell him to stick the kettle on.' So I sped off on my donkey to the block of shops that is on St Stephans Street in Manchester. The block was the only building(s) in sight. I ran in to Uncle Bill, who's shop for some strange reason had one of the old red phone boxes stood outside, leaving my donkey tied outside. It was very very very windy outside, and when the rest of the family arrived, we waited at Uncle Bill's for a while until the storm died down. When we left we took a cut through some old ruins that had appeared, barely 100 meteres from the shop, and suddenly the English redcoats came out of nowhere and shot my Mum. I didn't make this up. I have some really strange dreams. When I was little I dreamt I was fighting an enormous cartoon lobster/crab-like creature on a beach. I don't have any idea what this had to do with the Sims.
Gracious! Hasn't anyone here ever read Du Maurier's Rebecca! "Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again...etc...etc" Sheesh, and I thought I was being so clever.
Oh, well. I was thinking of High Oak and kinda hoping for more chapters and thought I'd just make reference to it. My husband's always teasing me about how I laugh at my own jokes anyway...this one was rather a stretch. :stretch:
I had the book in my hands once... can't remember why I didn't read it. lol Great writing Babe about your dream. But then, I'm usually running on about 6 hours of sleep so I don't remember what I dream about.
I did - It's one of my favorites...although I kind of wish that I had read the book BEFORE seeing the movie...Would I have been so surprised at the ending in the book, I wonder? But, having seen the movie first, I was looking for clues in the book. Still, a good read anyway...
I've read it three times, at different points in my life, and it's been very interesting ... the first time, I sympathized completely with little Miss anonymouse narrator (the "e" is intentional ...) and thought it was sooo romantic. The second time, I thought, boy she should get a backbone, but I still felt sorry for her. Still found it romantic and atmospheric, though. The third time I thought, stand up to Mrs. Danvers and act like the lady of the house, you little ninny. She is just as much to blame for everything that happened as that housekeeper. I actually found myself siding with the Danvers creature, evil as she is ... I also thought, I wouldn't marry Maxim De Winter if you paid me. Hope that didn't give too much away. It's definitely worth reading. I've seen two movie versions, one with Olivier and one with Charles Dance ... I wasn't that impressed with either. I think this is ripe for a really good retelling, movie wise. It's much more sexy and daring than either movie let it be ... especially if you include flashbacks that include the real main character ... the ghostly Rebecca.
I haven't read the book more than once and that was quite a while ago. It's just that the first line has taken on a life of its own, rather like "It was a dark and stormy night." Maybe I should give the book another try, see what I think now after all these years. I tend to agree with SBW, though. I don't care for timid heroines. Who played her in the Olivier movie? Deborah Kerr, maybe? Someone shy and breathless? Perhaps these movies, as products of their time, exaggerated female helplessness. Movie producers are doing better with female leads these days.
Joan Fontaine. And I know he was a good actor and everything, but I don't like Olivier as a romantic lead. He was a much better tortured antihero ... and, dare it say it, always a little bit of a ham. I prefer the modern, more natural actors.
