No holds barred! Winner take all! Battle to the death for the... wait... did she just say "death"?! Hold-up. Ok, so maybe sometimes I like to blend Jane Austen with WWF. You know. How one does.... Ok, shenanigans aside, let's get down to it! Will the real Harriet Smith please stand up? Before we can... Continue Reading →
It seems reasonable to start a discussion of Austen's Emma with the titular character herself. From the text, we are told that: Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with... Continue Reading →
All right, well, I did kind of promise not to give you more of what the internet doesn't seem to need - i.e. reviews, evaluations, criticisms, or summaries of Austen content. But alas, poor reader, when you've watched as many rounds of Emma as I have over the past grumblemumble years, then it really does... Continue Reading →
????????????? Forgive my lapse, dear Janeites, as I took a little break due to some Spring Break travel with my elder daughter. I have at this point moved on from P&P and am now working my way through (slogging through) Mansfield Park and yet there's something that has always gotten under my nails when it... Continue Reading →
It's a real joy that part of my job involves watching films that I have already watched eight dozen times beofre and will watch again (one assumes) eight dozen more. All hyperbole aside (and it's not that far a stretch, actually), I truly do enjoy watching these films and having now a new frame of... Continue Reading →
No, no literal bodies. Sorry. The only actual death belongs to poor Mr. Dashwood at the beginning and, one assumes, a very dear wish amongst a fair number of characters that Mrs. Ferrars will not be long in following. A great many people engage with Jane Austen via Hollywood. I mean, how many of us... Continue Reading →
A Life in Austen 