Becoming Jane ~and~ A Much Needed Night Out

This has been a long week.  R has a nasty cold, which has made her somewhat less than joyful at all times, my husband was out of town for the first couple days of the week, and my plans to go out with girlfriends on Wednesday night fell through.

So when a friend called yesterday afternoon and asked if I wanted to go see Becoming Jane, I jumped at the opportunity.  As soon as dinner was over, I left my poor husband with the dishes and the kids and took off for the movie theater.


It has been at least a year since I’ve darkened the door of a movie theater.  It’s not that I don’t enjoy movies.  I do.  But if I get the chance to get away from the kids for a couple hours, I usually do something that involves the shopping mall or a margarita.  Or preferably both.

But last night we decided to go to the movies.  And did that buttered popcorn ever smell good.  It took ever ounce of willpower I possess not to purchase a bucket.  Or even a small bag of it.  The desire for the waistband of my pants not to cut off all circulation (a constant struggle these days) prevailed over my carnal desire for the taste of buttered movie popcorn.  Besides, paying for a night out at the movies is frivolous enough without adding the cost of movie-priced snacks.

So anyway.  The movie.  I love movies that are true stories, and I love Jane Austen’s books movies.  And I love Anne Hathaway.  So this was right up my alley.  It’s been so long since I’ve gotten lost in a really good movie.  Here are a few impressions, without giving away too much of the movie.

First, you may want to bring a tissue box.  Maybe it’s because I’m overtired and it’s That Time Of The Month, or maybe it’s just because I’m a pathetic sap, but I found myself in tears for most of the movie.

Second, stockings are NOT a good look for a man.  At one point in the movie, I leaned over to my friend and said, “I’m so glad men no longer wear tights.”  Her reply was, “I’m sure they are too.”

I was, however, slightly envious of the beautiful dresses worn by the women of that era.  It would be so liberating to run around in an empire-waist gown all day long.  These gals had the right idea.  There was certainly no “muffin top” or “junk in the trunk” to worry about with those dresses.

At one point during the movie, the stuffy Judge Langlois was scandalized when Jane proposed that a female might support herself by writing such frivolous nonsense as novels.  I leaned over to my friend and whispered, “I wonder what he’d think of blogging.”

I won’t say any more about the movie, because I don’t want to spoil it for anyone who hasn’t seen it, but I highly recommend it for a light chick flick.  Just one word of warning.  Despite the PG-rating, there is partial nudity, and it’s not what I’d consider brief.  Can anyone tell me HOW a movie with nudity of any sort can receive a PG-rating??????  This just baffles me.  I don’t know when PG-13 became the new PG, but somewhere this madness has gotta stop.

Okay, rant over.

In a nutshell, go see Becoming Jane.  If you’re 21 or older.  It’s a good flick.

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10 Responses

  1. YAY! I want to see this BADLY and I’m so glad you gave it a good review! I’ve loved Anne Hathaway ever since “The Devil Wears Prada”…

    I MUST go see this right away and bring tissues, of course.


  2. I went to see the Nannie Diaries…PG-13. The hmmhmmhmhmm word is used not once but like 3 times in this movie. There is a scene where a woman is bulimic…and another couple of scenes I wasn’t keen on. Needless to say, I laughed during the entire movie…and like it and felt the things that were not so nice were also not so necessary AT ALL! I too am VERY frustrated with the current world of ratings…

  3. I’ve had my eye on that one, but if I’m going to get to see it, it will probably be on Pay-per-view when my husband is working. Oh well. Thanks for the tip, glad you enjoyed it.

  4. Yea for a night out! I would love to see that movie, but I’m pretty sure it will be a rental when Husband is unavailable. He has zero interest in Jane Austen, in book or movie form. And good for you for resisting the popcorn.

  5. I love Anne Hathaway. She was so good in The Devil wears Prada! I’m impressed at your resolve, too. I cannot stay away from the popcorn when I see a movie. Ever!!

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