For a change of pace (no A-list or Web 2.0 here) I thought I’d share what I did this weekend to avoid the NFL Playoffs.
Understand a couple of things: my husband is a HUGE football fan. All football. He was raised in Pittsburgh and we now live outside Boston. I on the other hand, just don’t get it. I much prefer hockey and basketball. I will watch the Super Bowl, for the ads as much as anything, but all the games leading up to it? YAWN!
So, Saturday night I took my mom out to dinner at Number 9 Park and then to see Little Women at the Boston Opera House. The play was very good, although I agree with the Boston Globe reviewer who said that none of the songs was a break-out hit (I’d link to the review online but the Globe.com site is so hard to navigate, I can’t find it). And you needed to know the story; without the knowledge from the Louisa May Alcott book or at minimum one of the movies, it would be hard to follow. Good news of course is that most girls in the US read Little Women as a matter of course, and this was definitely a "chick play."
Sunday: Brokeback Mountain finally made it to the local theatre, and away I went. If you haven’t seen it yet, GO!!!! It was one of the best films I have seen in years.
One thing that occurred to me after seeing both of these: the folks that adapted Little Women took a pretty fat book and condensed it to about 2-1/2 hours. And the folks that adapted the short story by Annie Proulx took a slim story and made it into a film just about as long. Luckily, neither seemed too long 🙂
Next week, I’ll be taking my son to see Chronicles of Narnia.