I’m quite a bit of an NPR fanatic (deriving from my time of convalescence after drunkenly slamming my head onto concrete and developing a concussion). That being said, when The Weekend Edition recommended “Station Eleven” by Emily St. John Mandel, I took it to heart. And what a recommendation.
With the precaution of not giving away too many spoilers, “Station Eleven” follows the lives of three characters captured during their respective timelines before, during, and after the Georgia flu (a pandemic) obliterates 99.6% of humanity. And in very particularly beautiful ways, all three unrelated characters are intertwined in some sort of way. I was attracted to the plot-line because it had specific elements I highly enjoy in novels: a dystopian touch, surrealism, storytelling, and most recently added to my list, a circus of some sort.
When I was an itty bitty girl I had very few toys that I truly treasured. Like any child, my toys were often tossed and honestly took severe abuse. But this Happy Meal toy, made out of hard plastic and many choking hazards, was of Belle. She wore her famous mesmerizing yellow dress, with her meticulously yet effortless hairstyle, and if you pushed down her right arm she would sing. I loved her and even to this day, I can remember the contagious tune.
For many, if not millions of children, Disney movies and tales hold a very unique and special place in our memories and hearts. And unlike many companies, entertainment sectors, and or franchises, Disney films evoke a wide range of emotions that are understood and interpreted personally by all age groups, genders, and races. I mean, who doesn’t love a Disney movie?
When the most recent human adaptation of the beloved Beauty and the Beast was announced many were… skeptical. Granted, how can anyone dare meddle with a classic. Even more preposterous attempt to make it, better? With adaptations, I believe there will always be the fear of staining it, of never being able to develop the film nearly as prominent as its predecessor.
Slowly the cast was released, and with each passing actress and actor, there was more hope for the film succeeding, or even (if I dare say) surpassing the animated classic.
I watched it.