I’m not much of a movie watcher. I can snuggle into bed and read happily for two hours but I find it difficult to sit and watch a movie for two hours. I feel as though I am wasting my time. But while I was having my volunteer interview and training at the library on Friday, my Bookman diligently browsed through the movies on hand and checked out four. When he saw the look of panic in my eyes he assured me he got four movies so we’d have a choice, not because I had to watch them all.

We watched two of the movies. One, to be enjoyed by Gertrude Stein fans, Waiting for the Moon. Once I got over the diminutive Linda Hunt playing Alice, I enjoyed the movie very much. The story takes place over three months and nothing in it is true except that Stein had an illness she thought would be fatal and didn’t want Alice to know. Of course Alice knew, she saw the letter from the doctor to Stein and read it. But she didn’t say anything to Stein, and Stein said nothing to her. There is a hilariously funny scene where Alice, who is not Catholic, goes to confession. The priest suggests she stop rambling and confess something, that perhaps that would help her feel better. So Alice confesses to reading Gertrude’s mail. The priest says that he would like to absolve her but since her sin was not a spiritual one, she’d have to go to the post office to confess. It’s a very sweet movie and it won the Grand Jury Prize at the 1987 Sundance Film Festival.

The other movie we watched was Masterpiece Theatre’s 1998 production of Wuthering Heights starring Robert Cavanah as Heathcliff and Orla Brady as Cathy. They were a fantastic pair and played the twisted relationship quit nicely. Crispin Bonham Carter, who some will recognize as Mr. Bingley from the A&E production of Pride and Prejudice, pulled off a good Edgar Linton. The thing about watching this movie though was watching it with my Bookman. He has not read Wuthering Heights and the story was all new to him. His reactions to the characters and the story were better than the movie.

We sampled, but did not watch all the way through, the other two movies. One was the 1980 BBC and Time-Life production of Hamlet. Patrick Stewart plays Claudius. And he has hair! And a full beard and mustache! I don’t know if it was his real hair, but if it was, he looks so much better bald. Patrick Stewart with hair coupled with the bad makeup and 1970s hair of Hamlet (Derek Jacobi) was too distracting to continue.

The final movie was Adrift on the Nile based on the novel by Naguib Mahfouz. I don’t know if this movie was good or bad because we couldn’t get the subtitles to work. We played along gamely for awhile, making up our own dialogue which was really fun during a hashish smoking scene. But after that it got old and so we gave up.

On another note, the longlist for the Orange Prize has been announced. Lots of books on the list I’ve heard excellent things about, but I haven’t read a single one of them. I don’t know if I should be happy about that since here are 20 good books to read, or if I should be sad and wonder what the heck I have been reading? Any guesses on who will make the short list or even take home the prize?