Cacoethes Vivendi

I’ve watched Disgrace movie on sunday. Acutally I started on Sutarday, finished on Sunday. Strange movie. Strange movie really. In some way caught my attention, I wanted to get back, to finish, gosh, I’m thinking about it even right now, but on the other hand, I know it wasn’t perfect. It could’ve been a WAY better. It’s very severe picture, but also not very deep. I have not read the book, yet. I will for sure, the story is great, and as i heard the book is full of metaphors and hidden senses. Something I love. I wonder if i could not understand book character as i didn’t the movie ones. Especially main characters daughter. My pirde is to strong, is to high up to acutally let me put myself in that position which she put herself in. I couldn’t… I guess, but I’m guessing it right now, from my room in center Poland, not from South Africa… One part of my heart is telling me that, come on, I know how different culture can affect personal decisions (etc.) but then again I’m thinkng, there has to be a border somewhere…

anyway, hands up for the Coetzee, for writing a novel, which transcripted into a rather poor so-so movie, still gives a burst of emotions and makes that people just can’t forget about it.

yes, i have to read it. HAVE to.