A Film And Lit Lover

A Film and Lit Lover is all about books and films. Started as two blogs (Quoting Quotes and A Young Film Critic), it showcases must-read novels and must-watch films! Other than posting quotes from literary works, it also reviews films of every genre.
To the young, indeed, death is sometimes welcome, for the young can feel. They love and suffer, and it wrings them to see their beloved pass to the land of shadows. But the old feel not, they love not, and…they laugh to see another go out into the dark;…they laugh to see the evil that is done under the sun. All they love is life, the warm, warm sun, and the sweet, sweet air. They are afraid of the cold, afraid of the cold and the dark….
Gagool, from H. Rider Haggard’s King Solomon’s Mines (1885)
Listen! What is life? It is a feather, it is the seed of the grass, blown hither and thither, sometimes multiplying itself and dying in the act, sometimes carried away into the heavens. But if that seed be good and heavy it may perchance travel a little way on the road it wills. It is well to try and journey one’s road and to fight with the air. Man must die. At the worst he can but die a little sooner.
Umbopa/Ignosi, from H. Rider Haggard’s King Solomon’s Mines (1885)
…there is no journey upon this earth that a man may not make if he sets his heart to it. There is nothing, Umbopa, that he cannot do, there are no mountains he may not climb, there are no deserts he cannot cross; save a mountain and a a desert of which you are spared the knowledge, if love leads him and he holds his life in his hand counting it as nothing, ready to keep it or to lose it as Providence may order.
Sir Henry Curtis, from H. Rider Haggard’s King Solomon’s Mines (1885)

Currently Reading: H. Rider Haggard’s King Solomon’s Mines (1885)

Following a map drawn three hundred years ago by a dying man, three adventurers set out in search of the legendary riches of King Solomon’s diamond mines. The way lies across a fierce desert and over uncharted mountains whose terrible inhabitants kill strangers on sight. Will the three friends live to become the richest men in the world or will they perish like those before them and become food for vultures…

One-Second Film Review: Quentin Tarantino’s Pulp Fiction (1994)

Director: Quentin Tarantino

Producer: Lawrence Bender

Screenplay by: Quentin Tarantino

Starring: John Travolta, Samuel L. Jackson, Uma Thurman, Harvey Keitel, Jim Roth, Amanda Plummer, Maria de Medeiros, Ving Rhames, Eric Stoltz, Rosanna Arquette, Christopher Walken, and Bruce Willis

The sight of death is always followed by a kind of stupefaction, so difficult is it to understand this sudden advent of nothingness and resign oneself to accepting it.

from Gustave Flaubert’s Madame Bovary (1857), translated by Lowell Bair

No matter: she was not happy, and never had been. Why was life so unsatisfying? Why did everything she leaned on instantly crumble into dust?… But if somewhere there existed a strong, handsome man with a valorous, passionate and refined nature, a poet’s soul in the form of an angel, a lyre with strings of bronze intoning elegiac nuptial songs to the heavens, why was it not possible that she might meet him someday? No, it would never happen! Besides, nothing was worth seeking – everything was a lie! Each smile hid a yawn of boredom, each joy a curse, each pleasure its own disgust; and the sweetest kisses only left on one’s lips a hopeless longing for a higher ecstasy.
from Gustave Flaubert’s Madame Bovary (1857), translated by Lowell Bair

One-Second Film Review: Jim Sharman’s The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975)

Director: Jim Sharman

Producer: Michael White

Screenplay by: Jim Sharman and Richard O’Brien (based on Richard O’Brien’s The Rocky Horror Show)

Starring: Tim Curry, Susan Sarandon and Barry Bostwick

From then on her whole life was a tissue of lies which she wrapped around her love like a veil, to hide it.

Lying became a need, a mania, a pleasure; so much so that if she said she had walked down the right side of a street the day before, it was almost certain that she had walked down the left.

from Gustave Flaubert’s Madame Bovary (1857), translated by Lowell Bair
Aren’t you disgusted by the way society conspires against us? Is there a single feeling they don’t condemn? The noblest instincts and the purest affinities are persecuted and slandered, and if two poor hearts manage to find each other, everything is organized to keep them apart. They’ll try anyway, though: they’ll beat their wings and call out to each other. And you can be sure of this: sooner or later, in six months or ten years, they’ll come together and bring their love to fruition, because fate requires it and they were born for each other.
Rodolphe Bolanger de la Huchette, from Gustave Flaubert’s Madame Bovary (1857), translated by Lowell Bair

One-Second Film Review: Stephan Elliott’s The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert (1994)

Director: Stephan Elliott

Producer: Michael Hamlyn and Al Clark

Screenplay by: Stephan Elliott

Starring: Terence Stamp, Hugo Weaving, Guy Pearce and Bill Hunter

As for Emma, she never really made any effort to determine whether or not she was in love with him. Love, she felt, ought to come all at once, with great thunderclaps and flashes of lightning; it was like a storm bursting upon life from the sky, uprooting it, overwhelming the will and sweeping the heart into the abyss. It did not occur to her that rain forms puddles on a flat roof when the drainpipes are clogged, and she would have continued to feel secure if she had not suddenly discovered a crack in the wall.
from Gustave Flaubert’s Madame Bovary (1857), translated by Lowell Bair

Currently Reading: Gustave Flaubert’s Madame Bovary (1857), translated by Lowell Bair

This exquisite novel tells the story of one of the most compelling heroines in modern literature—Emma Bovary. Unhappily married to a devoted, clumsy provincial doctor, Emma revolts against the ordinariness of her life by pursuing voluptuous dreams of ecstasy and love. But her sensuous and sentimental desires lead her only to suffering, corruption and downfall. A brilliant psychological portrait, Madame Bovary searingly depicts the human mind in search of transcendence. who is Madame Bovary? Flaubert’s answer to this question was superb: “Madame Bovary, c’est moi.” Acclaimed as a masterpiece upon its publication in 1857, the work catapulted Flaubert to the ranks of the world’s greatest novelists.

…man’s a strange being. If one looks from a distance at the dull life ‘fathers’ live here, drink, and know you’re behaving in the most reasonable way possible. But boredom prevails. One wants to deal with people if only to curse them; but, anyhow, to deal with them.
Yevgeny Vassilievich Bazarov, from Ivan Turgenev’s Fathers and Sons (1862), translated by Barbara Makanowitzky