In the movie self just saw, Ben-Hur actually says “Wow.”
It’s a tad too long, but the final chariot race was thrilling. She saw it in 3D, which wouldn’t ever be her first choice, because 3D usually makes her dizzy, but she was short on time and had to grab the first screening that came up.
And she did not get dizzy! In fact, she forgot she was watching 3D about 10 minutes after the screen went black and this message appeared:
PUT ON YOUR 3D GLASSES NOW.
Today self, having forced herself to re-read the first 30 pages of Northanger Abbey, is finally beginning to see the point.
She must have been so tired earlier, when she first began reading. That’s the only explanation she can come up with for the words dancing like spots before her eyes.
Now, self has arrived at a part where Catherine is sure of her attraction to Mr. Tinsley, and is still very equable to her best friend’s brother, John Thorpe. He’s such a natterer. But Catherine is much too nice to drive him away. Besides, she’s too humble and self-effacing to think that she has an actual suitor.
As self realized after reading Middlemarch last year, if a young woman is moral enough and innocent enough, her rich inner life can well prove to be her undoing: She can convince herself of the rightness of self-sacrifice like nobody’s business.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.