In The Company of Friends

I’ve spent the weekend in the company of old friends.Friends that I can rely on to be entertaining and amusing. Friends that can elicit either a wry smile or a belly laugh. Friends that move me with tender insights and seduce me with romance. Friends that I can just pick up from where we last left off; that give, but demand nothing.

These friends, are three of my favourite stories.

When Friday night rolled around, I was so tired after a week of furious writing I didn’t want to think, I wanted to shut my brain down and let something wash over me.

I opened the DVD cabinet and reached for Pride and Prejudice, the movie. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve read the book or watched the BBC TV series (also in the cabinet but I wasn’t up for 6 hours of committed Empire Line viewing). I never tire of Lizzie and Mr Darcy. I have to keep reading or watching, just to make sure they actually do get together.

I wasn’t so keen on the movie initially. There’s no Colin Firth brooding arrogantly at the ball, pretending not to notice the ample bosom of Jennifer Ehle, the quintessential Elizabeth. And that iconic scene of him leaving the lake, his white shirt clinging… sigh.

It’s true, Matthew McFayden doesn’t have Coin Firth’s presence, but his Darcy is attracted to Elizabeth immediately. His hand lingers a little too long, the awkward pauses,  the snatched glances, you feel his conflicted emotions. And when he first asks Lizzie to marry him, so utterly ineptly on the Rotunda, the rain pouring, his desire zings off the screen. The near kiss, that follows is exquisite torture. I know it’s not meant to happen, but I so want them to kiss right then.

Please kiss her, right now.

There is a scene, just after Jane’s engagement to the suitably Spaniel-like Bingley, when we pan from window to window of the Bennett house, and like the voyeurs we are, catch fragments of conversations. The tenderness and affection between Mr and Mrs Bennett is completely believable and one of my favourite moments in a film full of beautiful moments. One of the joys of re-reading or re-watching is the delicious anticipation of a favourite moment, scene or line of dialogue. No need to second guess, you know what’s coming.

Saturday night’s film isn’t full of quite so many beautiful moments, but About A Boy, adapted form the novel of the same name by Nick Hornby, is a fabulous story. It could be because I rather fancy Hugh Grant. Not with quite the same lustful longing I have for Johnny Depp, but I reckon Hugh Grant would be more entertaining at a dinner party. But back to the story. I love the film and the book. And have revisited both more than a couple of times. They are quite different and there’s some aspects of the story that work better in the film than in the book. And Hugh Grant singing ‘Killing Me Softly’, with his eyes closed, in a school assembly is cringingly embarrassing, hilarious and oddly poignant, all at once. Which really sums up the story. The only drawback is a tendency to spend several days afterwards singing ‘Killing Me Softly’, in the style of Hugh Grant.

In between these night-time rendezvous, I have been re-reading Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban. A burst of nostalgia for the Harry Potter books swept over me after seeing the first part of the final movie. And so to avoid the inevitable conclusion, I started back at the beginning. And it’s just as enjoyable as the first time.

Jane Austen and other friends

All three stories share the strengths of a wonderful narrative arc, strong engaging characters who you  want to win. They are all intelligently crafted stories. I don’t think it matters whether you think the book or film is better, sometimes you don’t have the time or functional brain space for a whole book, but two hours spent with an old friend is restorative and good fun.

Some other favourites, in no particular order and by no means a definitive list are –

  • West Wing
  • Spooks
  • Band of Brothers
  • Love Actually
  • Atonement (book and film), Ian McEwan
  • Red Carpets and Other Banana Skins, Rupert Everett’s autobiography
  • Water for Elephants, Sara Gruen  (book more than film)
  • And let’s be honest any Jane Austen book, series or film
  • Anything with a musketeer in it!

And you? What do you turn to for comfort viewing and reading?


3 thoughts on “In The Company of Friends

  1. I have read quite a few blogs praising Love Actually this weekend! I liked it but it wouldn’t make my list! Pride and Prejudice is the bomb. Thanks for Rewinding x

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