High Society
So over the weekend I watched High Society, the musical adaptation of The Philadelphia Story. Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Grace Kelly . . . and it wasn’t nearly as good as the previous version. Don’t get me wrong–it was still a good movie, but it just wasn’t as good as the other. I think it’s a great example of different adaptations of the same source material, and I enjoyed it from an academic standpoint. They changed scenes, revised relationships . . . But anyway, the bottom line is that you should watch Philadelphia Story first, then High Society maybe a year later, so you don’t compare them too much together.
Other events in life . . . replotting Lesana is proving to be a real pain. I think my problem is that I’m used to devoting time over a long period to writing, but not to plotting. This means that I have to fight the feeling of needing to plot the whole book NOW. It’s okay to do this over time, but I have to keep reminding myself of that. It’s undoubtedly good practice for me to be doing this, and I am coming up with some good ideas. Anyway–that’s about it for now.
