YE OLDE PRINTED MATTER OF YORE...

I have had no internet connection since Sunday so I turned to ye olde printed matter. The Marie-Antoinette book I ordered months ago turned up, prior to the U.K and U.S release of the film it accompanies this Friday (I saw the film in Paris last June). So the book, hmm. I'm loath to criticise anything Sofia related because I find her so inspirational. Honestly. Think about it. I actually can't think of ANYONE else of my generation who I find as creatively inspiring. So I'll blame Rizzoli who published it. Maybe there's no one to blame except me with my expectations. The film is so sumptuous and the book that accompanies it is so sparse, actually very Sofia. I'd built it up in my mind to be a behind the scenes look at the making of the film, with maybe handwritten notes, inspiration collages, on set shots of cast members in full Versailles costume smoking, wearing Chuck T's and talking on their mobiles in between takes. And plenty of shoes and macarons. In fact it's stills from the film, with excerpts from the script, which interestingly in the book has a different ending than the one they went with. I really loved the film but the book just wasn't juicy enough. Better to get the soundtrack which really does.fully.rock. (To the ear of a child of the '80s.) Actually it's a lovely book, just not the book I was hoping for. The book I was hoping for is more like.......
....Grr. To be continued. Blogger is being an arse at uploading pictures so I will leave you with the first part of this post until it starts behaving itself.