- Mansfield Park, Jane Austen. Well, after slideyfoot mentioned that he didn’t like it, I had to read it to find out why. 😉 Fanny is certainly no Elizabeth Bennet — quite the opposite, in fact, and I really did want to smack her around. Fanny is just so freaking passive, it’s almost ridiculous; she scarcely admits to her own self how she feels. (Although, when she does have a strong opinion, even if she never tells anyone, she is quite right.) And the book was about three times as long as it needed to be. (There were also many conversations of long, long speeches without attribution tags [Fanny said/Edmund said/etc.] and I’d get lost in trying to figure out who said what.)
I did watch a movie version first — the 1999 one with the guy from Hackers — in which Fanny was written like Lizzy. That was much more enjoyable.
- Wicked, Gregory Maguire. (Dead tree version.) The Wicked Witch of the West’s backstory. Very cleverly done, the way he worked it around the elements of the original story and the movie. (Though, of course, those two don’t always agree; sometimes he went with the book, sometimes with the movie.) Even the Wizard and the Wicked Witch of the East get a different treatment than expected (though the latter did deserve to have a house dropped on her by the time that came).
- Peter and Wendy, JM Barrie. I’m pretty sure I’ve read it before, though there were parts that I completely didn’t remember. Maybe I’ve just seen too many Peter Pan movies and plays. 😛