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I just watched Inkheart. More accurately, I watched Inkheart, ate some strawberry shortcake, threw away the Costa Vida dinner remains and then came straight to my computer to tell you that I just watched Inkheart, starring Brendan Fraser’s eyebrows. (His bangs are going to KILL me for giving the eyebrows top billing!)
I was so excited when I heard they were making a movie out of Cornelia Funke’s (I think it sounds just like it looks: fyoon-kay) Inkheart series. But the reviews weren’t so good and yadda yadda yadda, we just got around to watching it. (By “watching” it I mean ordering it to go from Amazon.com to our TV using our computer–and you thought reading people in and out of books was remarkable!) The movie isn’t horrible. It is my belief that Paul Bettany and Andy Serkis can carry ANY movie. And I had forgotten what a great story Inkheart is.
It’s about a fellow, a “silver tongue,” if you will. When he reads books the characters become real and come out of the book. *Other things can come out too, like the tornado from Wizard of Oz. Sometimes people go into the books–it’s hard to control and even harder to predict exactly what will happen. As you can imagine (if you are thinking creatively), it’s kind of a sought-after gift.
We listened to the first book in this series on tape. It’s good. And now the trilogy is complete. Maybe your kids were too young to be interested when it came out but might be old enough now. If so, lucky you. When I finally got on the Harry Potter train [Hogwarts Express--ahh, yee-ah!] the first 2 or 3 books were already out. It was great. But I soon caught up and had to play the painful waiting game with J.K. (Worth it, by the way).
Anyhoo, I know we’re all killing time until July 15th when the startling and painful Halfblood Prince comes out in theaters. (So help me folks I have always maintained Snape’s loyalty to Dumbledore and I make you an unbreakable vow–here, give me your wrist–that I am NOT GOING TO CRY–uh oh, already tearing up. . . ) So here’s something to do with your kids that doesn’t involve sunscreen, Frisbees, or grass. Blek. You’re welcome.
What? You don’t spend the summer hunkered down with your kids under blankets with the AC blaring yelling at the youngest to be quiet so you can hear what’s happening on the scratched book on CD you checked out at the library? You don’t know what you’re missing, my friend.
*What would you read out of a book if you could? Come on, be honest–not the Liahona. The first thing that comes to my mind is Turkish Delight and that full-course dinner gum from Willy Wonka. Who am I kidding? I’d read Albus Dumbledore straight out of harm’s way and keep him safe. Oh, hi everyone who is too good for Harry Potter! You’re dumb.
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