Referred to as “little known” in a BBC 2004 news piece entitled “Jane Austen’s enduring appeal” (Caroline Westbrook), and the frustration of P&P fans worldwide, is the 1938 version of Pride and Prejudice that many have speculated has fallen off of the planet. Solely a “tv” adaptation, it is the first Jane Austen adaptation to ever hit the tv screens, and did so in the UK twice in May 1938. But information about the piece is limited, however a bit of hunting has revealed some interesting tidbits that I am hoping may lead to a video copy of the almost hour long production. Continue reading
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Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (By Jane Austen and Seth Grahame-Smith) adapted by Tony Lee, illustrated by Cliff Richards
If you enjoyed Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, then you’ll be overjoyed by this graphic adaptation. Personally, I found it twice as humorous and far more easy to hack through than the original zombie-Austen mashup. And who doesn’t like more pictures, really?
A little look at Dr. Olivia Murphy’s essay: “Books, Bras and Bridget Jones: reading adaptions of Pride and Prejudice“
A lot of literary criticism is hard to get into. From my highschool extension english days, and my university readings, I know that a lot of it can be plain painful. However, occasionally I come across something that is so worth reading, and such a joy to read, that I want to share it. And who better with, than other Pride and Prejudice fans? Especially when the title of said essay is as enticing as it is.
This piece is mainly a critique on the 1995 adaptation (the Colin Firth, Jennifer Ehle one) and sort of a personal interrogation over our own readings and obsessions with Pride and Prejudice, in sort of what was once referred to as a ‘head fake’ by the amazing legacy that is Randy Pausch. One thing that most of us Janeites, and worshippers-at-the-altar-of-Colin-Firth know is that there is a lot of sex in the BBC’s Pride and Prejudice, even if there isn’t any actual… well… y’know… sex. That probably doesn’t make a lot of sense, but anyone who has seen the wet-shirt scene, or the ‘gazing adoringly as Lizzy plays on the piano’ scene knows the sort of sex I’m talking about. It’s thick with it, but it’s the just out of reach sort that most of us Austen fans love so much. Continue reading