
(Given - she says thoughtfully - that I don't actually ship TezuRyo, it'd be a bit silly to call "Here To Stay" for the pairing, wouldn't it? ...Yeah.)
Went to see Girl With A Pearl Earring, which accomplishes the Herculean feat of injecting Vermeer with eroticism - and by this I don't even mean that Vermeer turns out to be Mr. Darcy tromping around all angstily creative and disheveled. XD It's the eroticism of masterful restraint, imagery and narrative both; words unsaid and loaded gestures, none of this silly bodice-ripping melodrama. (Even if there is, technically, a bit of bodice-ripping and a whole lot of repressed desire to do so.) The camera's gaze constantly centres on Scarlet Johanssen, capped with white and shawled head to toe in fresh-faced Dutch Protestant modesty, until a ribbon or a pearl begins to strike the eye as a feast of decadence. And it looks like the paintings. This point cannot be made too much of. If you're a graphic artist or an art history major, you owe it to yourself to go see this film in the theatre (says one who nearly had the wind knocked out of her, when Griet opens the shutters in the studio for the first time and one recognises - not just the room! - but the quality of light in the room...).
Notes on tea-drinking tomorrow, methinks. It's about time for an update on the status quo. XD