Still can't figure it out...
...Why I don't like my Novel teacher. I mean, he seems nice enough. I think it's because he's so insincere. He said at the end of class -- once again filled with silence, and no one knowing whether the questions he was asking were rhetorical or posed to us -- and said he was 'really looking forward to our next session'. I mean, it just had to be a lie, right? He'd gone with the trendy suit this morning, I could tell. Egh, I just can't figure out why I dislike him so much! Everyone else is saying he's weird, but it's not that. I mean, I've liked -- I've gone out with weirder. I think it's 'cos he's trying really half-feartedly to do what my literature teacher for A level did: to be a clever silent type. Dr Chris Jones could pull it off. He doesn't. He seems more like he's spending an awkward tea time with his Great Aunt Florence. IT's not good.
I went to see The Devil Wears Prada last night, and am still undecided on where I stand regarding it. Meryl Streep did a fabulous job, and I can see where the magazines are coming from with the whole 'Whee, a woman with CAREER PROSPECTS!!!' but I'm still uncomfortable about the whole miraculous change from 'ugly' to 'super-model'. I like that she wasn't ugly, she just clearly (like me) valued her sleep in the morning. And I like that she makes the transformation to show that she's serious about her job, not to win the guy or get with the 'in' crowd -- her bitch co-assistant still bitch to her throughout the film, despite her final remark. I like that they had a woman who was strong and ran everything, but still had emotions and priorities and carried on with what she had to do.
What I didn't like was the fact that Andy was only really accepted by her boss once she had conformed. All her boss really wanted was an ideal assistant. And, let's face it, Andy could have delivered the Harry Potter or whatever without looking like a model -- In fact, it probably would have been easier running around New York without the stillettoes. I didn't like that our heroine couldn't be good at her job without her boyfriend deciding she was a different person. You know what? I have long hours, I study at home, I get called by Gill in the evening to check on something, I've had to work on Dave's birthday, on my birthday, and we still pulled through. And you think I didn't notice what kept her boyfriend hanging around so long? From the moment she changes their clothes, the only positive thing you see them do together is have sex. As long as he stil gets sex, he's happy. And did you notice how the only other person she really let down was her Dad? And how she couldn't get to her boyfriend's birthday party but she could get to her (female) friend's gallery opening? Hmmmmm. And finally, the big crappiness of sleeping with her 'big connection', of finding out about Miranda's replacement by sleeping with some sleaze who she's only met, like, three times and who, as she says herself, keeps using truly cheesey lines on her.
This film does do a lot, it's funny and witty and really does prove that, no matter how many people want your job, it's still going to feel like a crappy job! It shows that you have to work hard to get what you want, to be where you want to be, and it involves tough decisions. But there are still those few niggles that make me think 'hrmmm, I don't like some of what this si saying'. But then, that';s just me. Anyways, it's a cool flick. Go see it!
I went to see The Devil Wears Prada last night, and am still undecided on where I stand regarding it. Meryl Streep did a fabulous job, and I can see where the magazines are coming from with the whole 'Whee, a woman with CAREER PROSPECTS!!!' but I'm still uncomfortable about the whole miraculous change from 'ugly' to 'super-model'. I like that she wasn't ugly, she just clearly (like me) valued her sleep in the morning. And I like that she makes the transformation to show that she's serious about her job, not to win the guy or get with the 'in' crowd -- her bitch co-assistant still bitch to her throughout the film, despite her final remark. I like that they had a woman who was strong and ran everything, but still had emotions and priorities and carried on with what she had to do.
What I didn't like was the fact that Andy was only really accepted by her boss once she had conformed. All her boss really wanted was an ideal assistant. And, let's face it, Andy could have delivered the Harry Potter or whatever without looking like a model -- In fact, it probably would have been easier running around New York without the stillettoes. I didn't like that our heroine couldn't be good at her job without her boyfriend deciding she was a different person. You know what? I have long hours, I study at home, I get called by Gill in the evening to check on something, I've had to work on Dave's birthday, on my birthday, and we still pulled through. And you think I didn't notice what kept her boyfriend hanging around so long? From the moment she changes their clothes, the only positive thing you see them do together is have sex. As long as he stil gets sex, he's happy. And did you notice how the only other person she really let down was her Dad? And how she couldn't get to her boyfriend's birthday party but she could get to her (female) friend's gallery opening? Hmmmmm. And finally, the big crappiness of sleeping with her 'big connection', of finding out about Miranda's replacement by sleeping with some sleaze who she's only met, like, three times and who, as she says herself, keeps using truly cheesey lines on her.
This film does do a lot, it's funny and witty and really does prove that, no matter how many people want your job, it's still going to feel like a crappy job! It shows that you have to work hard to get what you want, to be where you want to be, and it involves tough decisions. But there are still those few niggles that make me think 'hrmmm, I don't like some of what this si saying'. But then, that';s just me. Anyways, it's a cool flick. Go see it!