Reflections on My Travel in Italy and Under the Tuscan Sun
This is not traveling, but is my reflection on the movie, Under the Tuscan Sun which I had been anxiously awaiting. I traveled in Italy a couple of summers ago and like Francis Mays and many others, fell in love with the country and the people. I saw the movie on Friday night a couple of weeks ago. It was not nearly as good as the book. In fact, they took extreme liberties with the story line for the movie.
Too bad PBS did not get the rights to this book. They would have honored the truth and told a love story about a house and the people who inhabited the world around this woman's house and life in Tuscany.
I later read the book on the plane on the way to Amsterdam. If I could write, I would want to write as Frances Mays does. It is poetic, people-centered, and objects are treated like people in her book. Very good description. Now I am ready to win the lottery and buy myself a house in Tuscany..
debra:)
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