Todd Haynes’s Carol is simple, elegant, and devastating. It tells a story of pre-Stonewall gay love between two women, who become what they are using no specific societal blueprint (none existed for lesbians in the ‘50s), but through their love for each other. Carol (Cate Blanchett) is a mother going through a divorce who happens upon Therese (Rooney Mara), a younger shopgirl in her 20s, and is immediately enchanted. What ensues is a love story that is told with tenderness, pacing, and melodrama that evokes the era depicted in the film. Sometimes it shouldn’t even work—like when during an emotional peak between Carol and Therese, it starts snowing out of nowhere—but it always does, thanks to the tremendous directing, writing, and performances of everyone involved. Carol is, simply, one of the year’s finest movies and its final shot is among the most indelible I’ve ever seen. This movie imprints itself on you, and what’s more, you want it to.
Sorry that I'm talking about Christmas before you've even eaten your Thanksgiving meal, but some things just can't wait. Like most of you, I'm already rattled with fear over finding that perfect little stocking stuffer, that one gift that will make all my friends and family think, "Wow, what a thoughtful kid." Thankfully, Horny man Travis' NaNoWriMo entry has put my mind at ease.
We're now 12 days into "National Novel Writing Month," the annual event in which thousands of people, encouraging and guiding each other online, pledge to write entire novels over the course of November. The official "NaNoWriMo" forums are abuzz with encouragement and advice, testifying to the power of group support in achieving your goals. They are also filled with some of the worst ideas you will read in your entire life.
Was your main beef with Britney and Lynne Spears' 2001 novel A Mother's Gift that it eventually drew to a close, rather than continuing on for an infinite number of pages, seemingly writing itself even as you read on, forever adding new chapters to the lives of musically gifted teenager Holly Lovell and her birthmarked mother, Wanda, whose "ugly red scar on the side of her face...makes people who don't know her turn away"?
Mayoral progeny, ex-boyfriend underminer, and professional equestrian Georgina Bloomberg has written a novel that draws "heavily from her own experiences" and will contain "tell-all references" about the daughter of a "blunt-talking Wall Street billionaire who lives in a Manhattan townhouse and 'owns half of New York.'"
Do you want to be able to discuss the endings of 50 classic novels, but can't spend the time it takes to read all of them? If so, then it's your lucky day! 50 endings. Four minutes. Be spoiled, inside.