Movies to be savored at home, all socially distanced and cozy under the blankies

HALLIE EPHRON: What we all need is a bit of divertissement. An amuse bouche between melt downs. Movies to be savored at home, all socially distanced and cozy under the blankies. Please, no plagues or zombies. No blood-borne pathogens. No war and violence. No post-apocalyptic hoo-haw. Sorry, hold the ick.

Here’s my top three choices:

PITCH PERFECT - The perfect underdogs musical movie with Anna Kendrick and Rebel Wilson and the Barden Bellas all-female acapella group competing to beat the preppy, arrogant, all-boy Barden University Treblemakers.  

SINGIN’ IN THE RAIN - Great musical about the transition of movies to the talkies with Gene Kelly’s sublime dancing, Donald O’Connor’s love affair with a dummy, Debbie Reynolds’ sweetness, and the great unsung Jean Hagon as Lina Lamont. (“My father has me betrothed to the Baron Delancey, and I cawn’t stan him…”) Wouldn’t she have made a brilliant Cruella da Ville? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMzV96LV6Cc

BIG - A lovely “be careful what you wish for” movie with Tom Hanks as the boy who gets his wish “to be big.” He’s unbearably sweet and delicious. Who can forget the piano scene set in the original FAO Schwartz on Fifth Avenue.

Handing over the remote control… what shall we watch next?

RHYS BOWEN:  I have struck lucky on premium channels in the past few days

Mama Mia: perfect choice and you get to sing along!

Sense and Sensibility: one of my all time faves and I got to cry in a good way

Les Miserables: I know it’s not a laugh a minute but the music is so glorious

A few days ago Clare and I watched Legally Blonde. Great escape material 

HANK PHILLIPPI RYAN: Peeking out from under the covers:  I love Legally Blonde! How about:

WORKING GIRL:  The triumph of Melanie Griffith--who just wants to be taken seriously as a smart businessperson. I always cry at the Carly Simon song at the end. In a good way.

O’ BROTHER WHERE ART THOU: Bizarre and hilarious, a reworking of the Odyssey with George Clooney and fabulous music.  “He turned into a TOAD!” I laugh just thinking about it, and the soundtrack will haunt you.

SULLIVAN’S TRAVELS: A brilliant Preston Sturges movie about the power of laughter.

THE PHILADELPHIA STORY: Every line is brilliant. Every moment is brilliant. And HIGH SOCIETY,  too. I am gonna go watch right now.

Oh! And BRING IT ON.  Love love love this movie about empowerment and determination. And cheerleaders. Just what we need right now.

And don’t forget Charade and To Catch a Thief and Roman Holiday (:-()  and The Man Who Knew Too Much. Suspicion. Day of the Jackal. All those!

LUCY BURDETTE: If you can get access to the documentary that was out this summer called MR. ROGERS NEIGHBORHOOD, we loved it! So upbeat and honest. Also, not a movie, but we could imagine binge-watching FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS. Such a great show!

DEBORAH CROMBIE: Oh, so many good suggestions! The first two movies that popped into my mind were SALMON FISHING IN THE YEMEN, with Ewan McGregor, and CHOCOLAT. A weird duo but both so much fun. I adore Juliette Binoche in Chocolat, and Johnny Depp before he got so weird.

How about LOCAL HERO? Anyone remember that one? With Peter Reigert? So sweet, with lovely Scottish scenery, and accents.

And if we can add a touch of sexy mystery, THE BIG EASY. One of my all time faves.

One more! BILLY ELLIOTT!  You can’t get much more heart-warming.

https://youtu.be/i0p2X2rQ6Ag

Oh, and did I see that the new LITTLE WOMEN is going to be available to stream?

JULIA SPENCER-FLEMING: Oh, Debs, I hope so! I’m excited the new version of EMMA will be available online soon. Pricier than your average Amazon rental, but if two people are watching, it’s still less than two adult movie tickets - and the popcorn at home is much less expensive.

Can I expand it to TV shows/series? Everyone must add GALAVANT  to their watch lists - it’s a medieval comedy/musical that ran for two short but memorable seasons. It’s genuinely funny, with actual, gorgeous musical numbers and wonderful actors in every part.

Hank mentioned SENSE AND SENSIBILTY, so why not combine that with the classic Colin Firth/Jennifer Ehle BBC adaptation of PRIDE AND PREJUDICE, surely the best version of the tale ever filmed.

Finally, since they’re returning with a seventh series, I think it’s an excellent time to revisit what I know is a JRW favorite, DOWNTON ABBEY. The costumes! The meaningful looks! And of course the historical perspective is comforting. Things are bad now, and we know they’re going to get worse, but at some point in the future, it’s just going to be the background for a beautiful story where our heroine is thrown out of work (but still lives in a gorgeous house) and the hero has a new face/amnesia/erectile dysfunction due to a tragic social-distancing accident.

JENN McKINLAY: LOL, Julia, I was just contemplating how many authors are feeling inspired by this whole self-isolating/social distancing/what is happening weirdness that we’re living right now. Personally, I am all about the action/adventure film when I am stressed. 

Bring on JOHN WICK, to channel my rage and frustration, INDIANA JONES, for the smarty or historic adventurers, or ROMANCING THE STONE, if you need a bit of romance and some laughs. 


Of course, I could happily just fall into the Marvel Universe or go on a rom-com bender with any and all Sandra Bullock movies. 

HALLIE: More suggestions for movies and TV that will make social distancing, if not fun then at least somewhat palatable?

Stephanie Barron--Jane and the Waterloo Map

 DEBORAH CROMBIE: What could be more fun than being in London while reading a book about

Jane Austen in London?

And not just Jane Austen, but a fictional Jane brought so inventively to life, and solving mysteries! That has been my treat, as I was fortunate to bring to London with me a copy of Jane And the Waterloo Map, the thirteenth Jane Austen novel by Stephanie Barron. I have loved these clever tales of Jane's adventures since the very first book, and with this one I've had the pleasure of following in Jane's footsteps, both real and imagined.

Here's Stephanie to tell us about Jane and the Waterloo Map.

STEPHANIE BARRON:

Two hundred years ago this past Christmas, Jane Austen was staying with her brother Henry at his house in Hans Place, London—not far from the present-day Harrods. She was there in part because Henry was ailing, and he was her favorite brother. He’d lost his wife a few years earlier, and now, as Jane celebrated her fortieth birthday, they were two middle-aged siblings supporting each other through the wretched autumn of 1815. Wellington had narrowly won the Battle of Waterloo six months before, at enormous human cost to both the Allied and the French forces, but as a result of Napoleon’s fall and the end of hostilities on the Continent and in America, tens of thousands of military men returned to England in want of jobs. The economy tanked. Henry Austen was a banker and a militia payroll agent. Runs on all three branches of his bank ruined him by the turn of the year, and he was declared a bankrupt.



23 Hans Place, by Laurel Ann Nattress, www.austenprose.com





I’m filling in this backstory for two reasons: It’s the basis of my thirteenth Jane Austen mystery novel, Jane and the Waterloo Map (Soho Crime, February 2, 2016), but it’s also important to understanding, I think, so much of Jane Austen’s work. Although she was concerned about Henry’s health and that of his bank, Jane was really in London for entirely personal reasons during November and December of 1815. She was proofing the typeset pages of her fourth novel, Emma, which was published by John Murray two hundred years ago.

Dedication page, Emma





Murray was taking a chance on Emma. He was accustomed to putting out books by sweeping British male authors—Lord Byron and Sir Walter Scott being two horses in his stable. Jane’s previous book, Mansfield Park, hadn’t equaled her early success with Sense and Sensibility or Pride and Prejudice. And in a poor economy, people were less likely to spend their pence on books. From Jane’s letters that fall we know Murray tried to take advantage of her—offering to buy Emma’s copyright only if she sold him the rights to her backlist as well. She refused, retaining the rights to Emma, financing the book’s publication at her own expense, and according Murray a ten percent commission for his trouble. Unusual enough as a lady novelist, she had now become a woman of business as well.

I find Austen’s commentary on the vagaries of publishing fascinating, of course—the more things change, the more they stay the same. (Murray went on to remainder Austen’s books four years after her death, another personal slight familiar to contemporary novelists.) But when I sat down to write about this period in her life in Waterloo Map, I felt a stronger kinship with her than ever before. That sensation was due entirely to Emma.

Readers of mystery fiction like to argue the merits and names of the first true detective novelists. Some invoke Sheridan Le Fanu, others Wilkie Collins, still others Edgar Allen Poe. But for me, the first novel of detection will always be Emma. Austen’s cleverness in disguising a tale of duplicity, betrayal, false witness and eventual social redemption as a lighthearted romance is one reason I chose her for the role of fictional detective myself.

I’m not the only writer to recognize the mystery genre’s conventions in Austen. The Great Dame, as I like to think of her—P.D. James—outlined them in a lecture entitled “Emma Considered as a Detective Story” that she gave to the U.K.’s Jane Austen Society in 1998. One suspects that Dame P.D. continued to mull the parallels between Austen and murder fiction for years before she gave way to temptation and wrote her pastiche on both, Death Comes to Pemberley. Emma is apparently the story of a self-absorbed young woman of birth, wealth and beauty, who sets out to play matchmaker among the benighted souls of her acquaintance. But in fact, Emma Woodhouse is unwittingly engaged in solving a mystery hidden at the heart of the book—nothing involving murder, but a social outrage nonetheless. Eligible and charming Frank Churchill, who should be flirting with Emma herself, has contracted a secret engagement with impoverished Jane Fairfax against the expressed wishes of his adoptive parents. By suppressing the truth, and forcing Miss Fairfax to do the same, Frank descends into a series of impostures that deceive and betray the friends and family nearest to his heart. He wounds his beloved Jane to the point of self-martyrdom. Emma, the reader’s guide through these social labyrinths, is the original unreliable detective—she misinterprets the motives, actions, and desires of everyone about her with a destructive confidence that nearly ruins all their lives. The village of Highbury is turned on its head. Only when Frank’s “crime” is revealed and justice accorded to Jane Fairfax, is order restored in Emma Woodhouse’s small Eden.

Austen’s construction of the story is both subtle and ferociously clever. The perceptive reader finds clues that generally reveal themselves only upon a second journey through the book. Evidence is analyzed and false conclusions drawn. Witnesses offer testimonies that conflict and obscure the truth. Red herrings abound. And Emma, who blithely embarked on this elaborate investigation, realizes almost too late that the most deceived and benighted person in Highbury is herself. Austen seems to be warning us that the greatest mystery we can penetrate—a word she often used--is the motivation of the human heart, which can destroy or construct as much happiness as it chooses.

Carlton House main staircase. William Henry Pyne’s History of the Royal Residences, 1818-1819.




What Jane called penetration—perceptivity and empathic understanding—are critical to both writers and detectives. It is the crux of her endurance as an author: we return to her books because they persist in revealing us to ourselves. But Jane’s penetration is also the reason I decided, two decades ago, to steal her life and voice for the main character in a series of mystery novels.

I took up with Jane when she was at a personal crossroad: she had just turned twenty-six, another wretched Christmas; she had accepted and then hastily rejected an offer of marriage from a man she did not love. She chose personal truth over comfort, risk and possible want over economic security—and had she done otherwise, we would never have known her name. She would have become Mrs. Harris Bigg-Wither instead of Jane Austen, the mistress of a fine drawing room and park at Manydown House, but not of Fitzwilliam Darcy or Emma Woodhouse.

Carlton House main hall, William Henry Pyne’s History of the Royal Residences, 1818-1819.

Over the years I have followed Jane around England, from Bath to Southampton, Chawton to Canterbury. We have grown old in each other’s company; one of us has raised two children. Waterloo Map finds Jane at Carlton House, home of the Prince Regent, a man she despises. HRH is a fan of Jane’s work—and he has ordered her to dedicate Emma to him. (This is true.) And as she enters the remarkable library at Carlton House in November of 1815, she stumbles over the body of a Hero of Waterloo....



Only I know, at this point in Jane’s story, that she has a bare eighteen months to live. Her fears for brother Henry ought better to have been kept for herself. I have no idea how many more adventures she and I will share before pain and illness close her eyes in 1817, but I relish the ones we have known thus far. She has taught me so much about penetration, that Jane—with her subtle and ferocious heart.

DEBS: The book is not out until February 2nd, but you can pre-order, and here's more to tantalize you:

November, 1815. The Battle of Waterloo has come and gone, leaving the British economy in shreds; Henry Austen, high-flying banker, is about to declare bankruptcy—dragging several of his brothers down with him. The crisis destroys Henry's health, and Jane flies to his London bedside, believing him to be dying. While she's there, the chaplain to His Royal Highness the Prince Regent invites Jane to tour Carlton House, the Prince's fabulous London home. The chaplain is a fan of Jane's books, and during the tour he suggests she dedicate her next novel—Emma—to HRH, whom she despises.

However, before she can speak to HRH, Jane stumbles upon a body—sprawled on the carpet in the Regent's library. The dying man, Colonel MacFarland, was a cavalry hero and a friend of Wellington's. He utters a single failing phrase: "Waterloo map" . . . and Jane is on the hunt for a treasure of incalculable value and a killer of considerable cunning.

And more about Stephanie:

Francine Stephanie Barron was born in Binghamton, New York, and grew up in Washington D.C, the youngest of six sisters. She graduated from Georgetown Visitation Preparatory School then earned a degree at Princeton University in European History. While there she wrote for the university newspaper which led to later jobs with The Miami Herald and The San Jose Mercury News. She gained a master's at Stanford University in history then worked with the CIA for several years as an intelligence analyst. After the publication of her first book she started writing full-time, citing John McPhee (who taught her at Princeton) and Elizabeth George as particular influences. She lives in Denver, Colorado with her children and husband.

REDS and readers, are you Jane Austen fans? Please tell us your favorites, and stop in and visit with Stephanie!