Last weekend I watched 4 Jane Austens one after another, Sense and Sensability, Emma, Mansfield Park, and Persuasion…throwing in a little Shakespeare In Love for the hell of it. I seemed to stand up under the pressure, no mental damage.

Yesterday starting at around 8 I started watching the BBC version of Pride and Prejudice. It’s 6 hours long. I watched it all and still moved on to An Ideal Husband before falling asleep on the couch. (Everyone deserves a Saturday night like this periodically.)

This morning I woke up and my thoughts were along these lines: I daresay I should awaken. It’s near eleven o’clock and time for tea. (Tea’s really an afternoon meal, but I was still half-asleep.) The day’s near half gone. Alas, I have wasted much of my Sunday.

Yeah, I know, totally annoying. Luckily it had worn off by the time I had to speak to any actual people. They really should put warning labels on these video tapes. Repeated viewing may cause pretentiousness.

I’ve been easing myself out of the 1800’s all day. Before leaving for a late brunch I watched Circle of Friends which takes place in the 1950’s. After returning from brunch and a shopping excursion I watched Sliding Doors, which is present day but British.

Then I decided to push myself all the way into modernity. I’m watching Buffy The Vampire Slayer, the original movie. Ok, so it’s a little 80’s, but there’s nothing old-fashioned about it and it’s anything but British (and has some very early appearances of Hilary Swank and Ben Affleck).