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It is a well-known fact that film makers, when they have a good book, take some liberties with the published work and produce something of their own, more suited to the screen, more suited to the audience they wish to capture. What works on paper doesn’t necessarily come across in the cinema, doesn’t have the same bite, the same feel to it. This is especially so with a love story, where the thoughts of the characters, which play such a big role in written works, cannot be portrayed in the same fashion. But what happens when a book is taken and changed so much that little seems to remain of the original? What happens when even the names of the characters are changed?
It is fair to say that Blue is the Warmest Color as a film is completely different to the book. Although Julie Maroh’s excellent work is a graphic novel and much that she created should have been easy to translate into a screen version, the film takes only the idea behind her work. There is little, aside from the basic idea and a few scenes, which resemble the original. This, for some who have seen the film first, may come not just as a surprise, but as something of a disappointment when they finally have the book in their hands. What they expect, what they have in mind from the moving version, isn’t there in the static, illustrated version.
Instead we have a work of deep feelings with less explicit sex. We have characterization which goes beyond what we have seen in the cinema, and a completely different storyline, a totally different relationship spanning – something which does not come across so well in the film – fifteen years. We have a love story which goes beyond the film, beyond our expectations of what love should be. The book is a work covering the entire life of a relationship between two young women, from its very beginnings through to the end. And it works just as well as the film, if not better. We feel the characters and their innermost thoughts through this work; we are taken far deeper into their thoughts, into the reasons for their actions, right down to the bitter, life-like ending.
The film and the book are two completely separate works. Both work exceptionally well within their field, both are worthy of acclaim. But to compare the two, to complain that the one does not match with the other, would be a mistake. They are different works with a different audience in mind and, best of all, they both work, providing that the viewers do not keep their memories of the film in mind when reading, do not heighten their expectations, and the reader, when viewing the film, doesn’t forget the limitations of the cinematic world.
The graphic novel is a wonderful, deep and moving work and an outstanding debut for this young illustrator and writer.
Published by Arsenal Pulp Press. ISBN 978-1-55152-514-3
- Viktoria Michaelis.
Sometimes legislators do work quickly. Sometimes they really do see a need for a piece of legislation to benefit the public and work together to make it a fact of law. Rare, but it happens. Rare too that opposing parties are able to agree on something and work together to make it happen. If only the political world was always this way: considering the common good rather than party political lines and personal advancement or benefit.
The Massachusetts lawmakers are to be congratulated on seeing a need and working to fulfill that need following the strange, almost unbelievable court decision that upskirt photography is, technically, legal.
- Viktoria Michaelis.
Having decided to include adult works – that is erotica for you and me – in my publishing program, I now need to find good writers who can produce works of the highest standard and that, believe it or not, is not quite as easy as I had imagined. It’s not that there aren’t any erotic writers out there, in fact everyone seems to think that they can write about sex, it’s just that what is being produced lacks a good deal in my mind.
Photo Credit: Rob Beyer – Creative Commons
For me, and perhaps for many readers, an erotic work should be something more than just sex. It should be a full story, equal to any other, with a plot, with characterization, with content that enthralls and binds. Putting five thousand words or more down on paper which only include thrusting, groans and wetness doesn’t cut it.
I don’t know how many works I have read – both adult and otherwise – which seem to be almost a set of quick notes and buzzwords with precious little else on offer. The short story, to my way of thinking, should be a compact work which includes all the impressions of a full length work, which has been carefully written in such a manner that the reader feels intellectually satisfied at the end, which the reader wishes to come back to again. It is not a single experience quickly gone through and then discarded. It should be about life as much as about love-making.
If sex was really like what so many writers write, we wouldn’t do it again, the one experience would be enough, and that is not what I am looking for.
Love & Kisses, Viki.
Some people claim that the way a woman dresses is an incitement in itself, especially if they are following a certain fashion. Some people claim that a woman leads on those men who attack her, especially if she is dressed in a certain way. Bow a Massachusetts court has confirmed what many of us have known for a long time: there is no real protection from the law.
The case in point: a man was prosecuted for taking upskirt photographs of women without their consent. The Massachusetts court has just confirmed that what he did, despite the lack of consent, is not illegal because – the technicality – the women are neither nude nor semi-nude.
The ruling defies comment.
- Viktoria Michaelis.
There is so much information about us floating around in the Internet and on various lists, it is hard not to imagine that all of our details are somewhere out there, just waiting to be harvested and turned into a complete biography. What this information can be used for is anyone’s guess, but sometimes it does bring in a little good advice.
A close friend of mine celebrates his birthday today and, amongst the many good wishes he received, was a small surprise: a birthday card from his electricity company. Aside from wishing him all the best for this special day, and offering him a 10% discount on articles available in their online shop, it also offered him a bit of well-intentioned advice:
Switch off your lights and light a candle.
Now, if that isn’t good coming from an electricity company, I don’t know what is!
Love & Kisses, Viki.
It’s always amazing how many people set targets way, way above their abilities. I mean, I know we’re all supposed to look to the stars and try to make the best of our lives and that we can all ‘do it’ in a ‘yes we can’ sort of way, but we also need to know our limitations.
Knowing our limitations helps us improve, as well as preventing a whole mess of disappointments. If we think we’re right for ‘management’ we need to be able to show we’re right for ‘management’, by being management material.
Any one who has been reading through the comments on my recent post about Jane Fonda – Facing Mortality – will have seen that there is a good and long-winded conversation going on about the Bible, and a few minor asides about mortality and immortality. As fascinating as this conversation is, it revolves around one simple assertion: that the Bible is true.
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Now, I can agree that there may be several historical facts contained within this book which can be proven, but everything else is conjecture. I have never trusted any book or other source which claims that it must be correct because it says so within the text of the same publication or source. Such a claim is no proof. You might just as well write your own claim on a napkin and call it a fact because what is written on the napkin says so.
Love & Kisses, Viki.
I’ve put a great deal of thought into this over several months and think I have come to a viable conclusion. Of course, this conclusion is not set hard and fast in stone, but I can imagine no good reasons why I shouldn’t follow-up on it, put it into practice since, as many know, one of my areas of success as a writer – aside from this blog – has been in the field of writing erotica. That is, writing short works of an erotic or explicit nature for a small, selective audience.
Perhaps small is the wrong word: my erotic short story Our Little Secret has had tens of thousands of readers; my short story Close Your Eyes has been published in a successful anthology. I can count both as being a success and, of course, it makes sense to build upon success.
Photo Credit: GuilleDes – Creative Commons
There is also the fact that writing erotica is – quite aside from the amount of work involved – fun. It is a challenge: creating an intimate atmosphere in a very short space of time, with as few words as possible and, at the same time, creating a work which excites more than just the imagination.
For once I have managed to keep a promise to myself and have worked – well, some of the time – through the day to get a good foundation for my online shop up and running. Of course I need to do more and of course it isn’t completed to my satisfaction, but what remains to be done is fairly minor.
I still need to sort out one or two problems with images, since it appears only the thumbnails are displaying on the main catalog, which means they are blurred. And I’m not overwhelmed with the template which is quite bright – as you can see – and pretty, but not necessarily the one that I will stick with. But it works, and that is the main thing. I will probably go public with it in another week or so, when I am happier with what is on offer.
Right now I just need a good selection of books to offer from other small presses and independent publishers and authors, and that will take a while to organize. My own published titles are already there, well, all two of them! I’ve set myself the rather hard task of bringing out one title a month. Whether that will be a sustainable target or not remains to be seen!
Love & Kisses, Viki.
If there is one thing you cannot overlook in the States at the moment, it is the number of Feel Good videos surfacing where a father, brother, mother or sister serving in the forces appears unexpectedly at some public event to surprise their families. Servicemen and women jumping out of boxes, throwing the ball in a baseball park, turning up in the classroom, when everyone thought they were still overseas, in Afghanistan or elsewhere. The films serve their purpose: they highlight the importance of family and the closeness of people to those who are serving their country. They bring a tear to many an eye.
Photo Credit: Joint Base Elmendorf-Richardson – Creative Commons
What we don’t get to see are videos of servicemen and women who have been discharged, who are still suffering from their experiences, who have been pushed to the edges of our society and left to their own devices. Despite what many may believe, and despite the veteran services available, there are more of these people in the States than anyone would wish to admit, more than should be acceptable.
What we do get to hear, tucked away, are the responses from some people over those who have come back, those who have been injured, who have lost an arm of a leg, who are disabled in one way or another. We get to hear of restaurants and coffee shops which refuse them service, turn them away at the door and, sadly, we also get to hear of officials – from the police service for example – who treat them as less than a member of our society.
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But this is normal. This is the way that our society is today. We want to hear and see the good stories, no matter how we, as individuals, react. We want to know that there are good things amid the stress and rush of the day, as long as it is only the good things. We want to hear about a woman who gives up her jacket to warm a newborn baby because it embodies all we imagine our society should be about. What we don’t want to know is the rest of the story: that a crowd of sightseers stood around taking photographs of the birth on an open street, but not a single one had the presence of mind, the social presence of mind, to call an ambulance.
It’s not so much a societal problem, more an individual one. We need to work on our acceptance of those around us, be prepared to help before anything else. That is what a society should be about, and not just the individual and their needs. Not just onlookers taking photographs or drinking our coffee.
- Viktoria Michaelis.