Inkheart

Before I even talk about the movie, Inkheart, can I just say that $10.25 for a movie is crazy!? I didn't even buy any snacks. I'm sure that if I had, I wouldn't be able to buy groceries for a while.

I liked the movie alot. I wasn't sure I would, because when I started the book the movie is based on, it just didn't hold my attention. I really bought the book because the cover was pretty, and the subject reminded me of The Neverending Story, which is, like, a book lover's fantasy come true. What book lover doesn't want to be part of the story, and be friends with the characters?

Back to the movie, I really liked it, and not just because it has Brendan Fraser. The story is about a father and daughter who travel all over together. Everywhere they go, dad looks for a certain book. Apparently there are people who can read objects and characters out of books, and the dad is one of them. The tricky thing is that when something or someone is read out of a book, something from this world gets sucked into the book. Dad didn't know he had this talent when he was reading to his wife and daughter one night. Bad guys from the book came out, mom went in.

After nine years of searching, the dad finally finds the book that mom got read into, and that's where the adventure starts. The book he finds is destroyed, but they find the author of the book, discover that mom was read out of the book a year ago, without her voice, and have to go to the castle of the originally read out bad guy to save her - and daughter, who, it turns out also has the talent to read things into being.

I don't really want to summarize everything from the movie. I just want to say I enjoyed it and recommend it. Especially if you love books, want to share with someone the true adventure of books, or just like Brendan Fraser.

There is a really awful part of the movie. It involves a life's collection of books and cretins and fire. I can't say anymore. It's too painful. I'm sure you can imagine it.

I just have to ask though... why do movie makers and bad guys take so much joy in BURNING BOOKS?

sob, whimper, gasp...

No Room is Complete Without Books

Reading Room at the British Museum

There have to be books in a room for it to be complete. Books add warmth and companionship. Books are possibilities and friends. I love books best when they are open, but I also sincerely love a book's mere presence.

I can't imagine myself ever living in a place with no books. I'd probably be stark staring nuts in a matter of days. One of the first things I check out when I'm moving somewhere is the location and catalog of local public libraries. I also like to know where the bookstores are: Barnes and Noble, Borders, and most especially used book stores.

My room is full of books. I have books in/on/under bookshelves and in boxes in closets. I have new books, used books, and books my Grandma Williams used in high school. I have hardback and paperback, and some with messed up covers. I have manga, poetry, scifi, fantasy, westerns (Louis L'Amour), biographies, inspirational, romance, young adult, children's, historical, travel guide, mystery, reference, unread, and forever favorites.

I love books. I no longer have an actual security blanket, but my books are my comfort and my security blanket, and I like it that way.

My current favorites are Cloud of Sparrows by Takashi Matsuoka, A Single Voice by Kristen M. Oaks, and Patricia Briggs' Mercy Thompson series.