watched pride and prejudice yesterday with kit and daph. the show wasnt as bad as i thought it would have been. funny and interesting. kinda like a really refreshing hindi movie, minus the periodic burst of synchronised song and dance. but if i were stuck i that era, i would have suffocated myself with a corset.
the social graces and practices are killer. every person you must meet with a bow for the guys and a little curtsey like thing for the gals, which are bound to be detrimental to the knees. when the hell did 'hi. how are you?' come in to replace all this painful system? (thank god it did by the way). it all seems so silly to me.
and do you know what the hell they were all wearing? in times when there was no air-conditioning and one depended on mother nature's ventilation and french doors to do the cooling, i'm surprised that the curtains the females had on didnt cause them to faint because of dehydration and what not. really ridiculous. and the guys... my god dont get me started. you would never see me put on something like that ever. too many things wrong.
plus, there was nothing remotely sexy about the women. the clothes that they wore covered everything! it was ridiculous. sure people could appreciate their beauty and all that jazz (like whatever right...?) but where the hell is the sex appeal? and no, walking gracefully, knowing how to play the piano or draw and participating in repartees does not make me weak in the knees with lust.
and what the hell is stuck up in the butts of the aristocrats? they think they own everything and that everyone lower class must bow down to them and kiss each and everyone of their jewel-bedecked toes. its frightfully annoying. you just wanna slap them in the face. which is why i was so pleased when elizabeth gave darcy's aunt (a real bitch of a lady) a piece of her mind (though i still think she could have hit her harder).
marriage must have also been a huge deal back then. it seemed like that was the only thing everyone was interested in. to marry for money, for security or for love, it really doesnt matter, as long as they got married. it's kinda low dont you think? at that time everyone was so preoccupied with the fact that they should get married that they forget what matrimony actually represents. it's really sickening. like sheep.
it's also bloody difficult to live in that time because you have to be seriously careful with what you do or say. one little mistake and you together with your whole family are going down. and (horror of horrors) the daughters might not get married off to some really respectable person and we all know how
tragic that is. its really stupid and unnecessary for people to hold grudges like that.
thank god i'm a 20th century dude, living in a 20th century world. where sex appeal really means showing some sort of flesh, where social graces are less stringent and in some palces, self-defined, where having fun doesnt mean being stuck in a ballroom full of people dressed in curtains dancing weird dances and having to listen to classical music all night long. people in the 17th/18th century would be so disappointed in us.
