I watched An Education last night and loved it. I think I’m the last person on the planet to have seen it and I wish I would have seen it in the theater. EVERYTHING is better in the theater.
I loved how my perspective would change as I watched and I identified with it on so many levels. I watched as a naive 16 year old eager to experience the world and flee from the normalcy and mundanity of my life. I watched as a woman, knowing that excitement and glamour are the ultimate aphrodisiacs. I watched as a mother, seething at this predator who so masterfully slithered his way into the life of a young girl and her parents. And obviously, I watched as a lover of movies, especially perfectly crafted ones with phenomenal acting.
The title is brilliant. After the movie, I of course, had to search every single thing I could find on Lynn Barber, her memoir and the making of this movie. (Got to love the internet. I used to drag my arse to the library to delve deeper into fascinating subjects, most memorably Ted Bundy.) Finding out Nick Hornby wrote the screenplay immediately made sense. Of course he did. He masterfully weaves language into a tale like no one else.
Go read an excerpt of the memoir she wrote for The Observer. Fascinating.
And was it just me or did the sublime Carey Mulligan look like Katie Holmes occasionally?