I went to see “She’s the Man” at the movies tonight, with my daughter. It’s not the sort of thing I’d see on my own – Ice Age 2 is more my personal style. Anyway, “She’s The Man” is loosely based on Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night, which of course we have on audiobook. Amazing how the bard continues to surface in every generation.
Walking home, my daughter asked me what my favorite (funniest) scene was, and although I’d laughed a lot during the movie, for the life of me, I couldn’t remember any particular scene. Then as she was going to bed, she asked me to suggest a book and I gave her a couple by Orson Scott Card. I’ve read all of his books several times, and I remember my favorite parts.
As I ran my hand along with the books on the shelf (where I store audiobooks as well as the paper kind), I could remember scenes and stories from all of them. Books really are a special medium. The requirement to create our own visuals while reading or listening I think imprints the material on our brains, almost always for the better. At least, since I stopped reading Stephen King because he gave me the heebie-jeebies.
I’ll still take my daughter to the movies, but I realized tonight that I really should spend more time thinking of books for her to read. Movies and TV are entertaining and even educational at times. But books are what change your view of the world.
Plus, they get turned into some great movies.…