This is a wonderful suspense story. This particular film version is very lush in scenery and dress. Beautiful Kristin Scott Thomas draws you in and you can't stop watching. Forget reading the summaries. Just start watching and let the story unfold. That's the best way to watch it. It starts out in a benign manner and then slowly draws you in.
Wiki says: "In the film, subplots were added to expand the material to feature film length, which reviewers and cinemagoers criticised." I saw no problem with any subplots. In fact, I didn't even notice them as such.
An online description of the book says: "Erotic, haunting, and maddeningly suspenseful, Up at the Villa is a masterful tale of temptation and the capricious nature of fate." I agree! Those words are at: https://play.google.com/store/books/d... You can read a sample via the link above....more
4/1/11: I read this book a long time ago. It was about Abraham Lincoln and Mary Todd Lincoln. I remember that I_Love Is Eternal_ (1954) by Irving Stone
4/1/11: I read this book a long time ago. It was about Abraham Lincoln and Mary Todd Lincoln. I remember that I liked Irving Stone's historical fiction. I've probably read several other books by him but I have no record of them.
Added 11/21/08. Edited 1/30/13 I Passed This Way (1979) by Sylvia Ashton-Warner: "The internationally renowned educator and novelist writes of her New ZeAdded 11/21/08. Edited 1/30/13 I Passed This Way (1979) by Sylvia Ashton-Warner: "The internationally renowned educator and novelist writes of her New Zealand childhood, her haphazard education, her marriage, her years of teaching, her country's rejection of her lifework, her years of exile, and her sorrows and successes." FROM: http://books.google.com/books/about/I... =================================== Editorial Review - Kirkus Reviews
"Lyrical, prickly, sentimental, worldly-wise, naive, passionate, mannered, telegraphic, verbose--it will come as no surprise to readers of Ashton-Warner's previous work (fiction, memoirs, credos on innovative teaching) that her writing is a blend of marvelous and maddening, and never more so than in this long, quirky autobiography.
""A freckled nonentity somewhere in the middle of a large sprawling family, thoroughly outshone"" by big brothers and pretty sisters, Sylvia grew up moving from place to place around New Zealand, with crippled Puppa and teacher Mumma, poor but never without essential creative equipment. (""We played the horse like a piano and rode the piano like a horse."")
"And, however painful it often was (""I'd like to get this chapter over and done with""), she dwells in sometimes-luminous, sometimes-syrupy detail on those young years that also became the fiction of Greenstone: schoolgirl crushes, teachers good and bad, doing homework on horseback, being odd-girl-out (""So I'm a pariah? Then I'll be the best""), discovering Jane Eyre (""The shock was like the crack of a branch splitting"").
"But Sylvia didn't want what waited at the end of 14 schools--""the last thing in God's heaven I wanted to be was a teacher""--and even while resigning herself to training for ""the bloody profesh"" in Wellington (""Learning fast about men. . . less than nothing about teaching""), she dreamed of her real career as musician, painter, artist. Enter, however, two vital men: Rousseau (with inspiration for both teaching and writing); and fellow-student Keith Henderson, who loved teaching, who married her, who took her off to be his second-in-command at isolated Maori schools--where Sylvia had babies (sometimes teaching across them), a nervous breakdown (harrowingly described), a platonic affair (wanly described, as it was in Myself), beloved friends, and futile feuds with the education establishment over what became the organic ""Key Vocabulary"" teaching method explored in Spinster and Teacher.
"Those books brought fame, but no honor in her homeland, so, after Keith's death came a new life abroad--in Israel, lazy and politics-ridden Aspen, sterile Vancouver--as teacher of teachers, guru of loving, childlike but responsible education.
"And always: loving friends, thoughts of her scattered, diminished family, and the neverending bitterness toward New Zealand ("" 'I'm not in New Zealand, I'm not in New Zealand,' the sweetest song I ever heard""), though she has finally come home to her daughter there. ""I've made my life come true. I've actually done what I set out to do and I have said what I knew.""
"So she has--and though most readers will pull back now and then from the girlish excesses, the self-conscious elaborations--it's one-of-a-kind-story told in a one-of-a-kind-voice, frequently enthralling and almost always just a little surprising."
10/23/11 - Below is a post I recently made about this book: ====================================== "Years ago, when I read Ayn Rand's TheAdded 6/25/08.
10/23/11 - Below is a post I recently made about this book: ====================================== "Years ago, when I read Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead, I copied 10 pages of quotes which resonated with me. Years later when I read my notes over, many of the quotes seemed ordinary to me, nothing special. Every time we read a book we come to the book with different feelings because we ourselves change (in certain ways) over the years. We're at a different spot in our lives. It's amazing how our reactions can change. But still, I think that basically we keep the same tastes and characteristics. It's just that our situation in life has changed bringing us different needs and wants." FROM: http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1... Message #2430 ======================================= ...more