Coming Soon

I'm giddy.

There has been such amazing news in the twitosphere (is that a term yet? If not, I call it) about oh-so-exciting film rights deals for fabulous YA authors.

Even though the making of said movies lies well in the future, I still am proud to present my own series of previews for movies I will be waiting in line to see on their some-day-hopefully-not-too-far-away release dates.

Wicked Lovely

Melissa Marr's fey on the silver screen. I get chills just imagining the possibilities.

The Mortal InstrumentsCassandra Clare's series kept me up all night turning pages. And the thought of Jace in the flesh? Swoon.

Shiver

Speaking of chills. Go werewolves! Maggie Stiefvater's lyrical prose and bittersweet tales of love will make for tear-jerking and spine-tingling goodness.

The Forest of Hands and Teeth

I am already terrified...but in a really, really good way.

The Duff
(so hot off the presses there isn't even a cover yet!)

Yay for fellow Tenner Kody Keplinger. The film talk compares her story to Juno (which I loved), and hello McG! Woo-hoo Kody! I can't wait for this film!

Beautiful Creatures
Finally, but hopefully only the continuation of more good news to come for the page to screen of YA, Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl's southern gothic is the buzz around town. This movie is certain to make waves and I think it will be wonderful.

Three cheers for YA domination of Hollywood!!! And a Happy December to you all!

We Interrupt this Scheduled Blog Pause...

To tell you that you must take the time to see Adam.

I'll confess I went to this film thinking it would be good, but mostly due to my crush on Hugh Dancy (sigh).
But Adam is a film with so much to offer. It's about a young man with Asperger's Syndrome - a mild form of autism, but the narrative is much more a deconstruction of communication, honesty, and deceit in human relationships. Though there are tear-jerker moments, the film avoids sappiness in favor of bitersweet truths.

Get thee to the movies!

My Big Fat Geek Movie Weekend

One of the nice things about having a Ph.D. and a job is that I no longer feel compelled to construct an exterior persona that depicts my own self as anything other than the exuberant nerd that I am. (I wish I could have claimed this level of self-awareness and rejection of normative consumption earlier in life, but alas, I was insecure.)

In my younger days I kept my passions close to the chest, reticent except for my vehement defense of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which I could no sooner supress than a geyser eruption. But now I frolic through fields of comic books, graphic novels, their web sites, television, and film adaptations. In fits of ecstasy I plot my pilgrimages to children's book conferences, Comic-Con, and Worldcon. And sometimes the convergence of events makes for a particularly exciting circumstance.

Case in point: This weekend features the release of two movies I am dying to see. Coraline is the film adaptation of Neil Gaiman's fantastically scary children's book, and Fan Boys is a road-trip homage to Star Wars fiends like myself.

If you're looking for me this weekend, I will be worshiping the silver screen with much abandon.