Ah, romance!
Aug. 25th, 2009 09:28 pmSo, I've been reading the first published work Smart Bitches Who Love Trashy Books: Beyond Heaving Bosoms.
The first half or so, the part I've read already, is about how and why we as a society look down on romance novels. Which I found interesting because I'm not sure I ever really did. Coming as I do from a largely cerebral family, that surprises me a bit, but not really considering my mother and her sisters grew up reading Georgette Heyer novels (what the book calls Old Skool Romances), and the first real romance novel I ever read was nicked from my mom's shelves.
Still, when I started reading the Harlequin Red Books, I experienced the same sort of vicarious shame that I do for loving lame movies or TV shows that people think I shouldn't like. I don't actually feel this shame, more I feel ashamed that I don't feel bad about my reading choices. Still, whenever I try to read an Old Skool Romance, I have to put it down. I don't like it. I'm firmly in the New Skool mindset.
Besides highly recommending the book (it's amusing even if you don't agree with them, which I don't all the time...), it's gotten me to thinking, and wondering why, aside from a vague embarrassment that I was reading something others deemed unworthy, I never felt like I was doing anything wrong by spending money (lots and lots of money over the years...) on romance novels.
And, aside from the my-mother-read-them factor, it was also that she never, that I can recall, sneered at them the way people *coughDinahcough* do.
And then I was flipping through the channels tonight, and I came across Romancing the Stone playing on AMC, and the lightbulb went off.
My favorite movie possibly ever was my favorite movie for a very good reason. It's a New Skool Romance Novel brought to the big screen. And it's all meta about it because the main character is a romance novelist, who also writes New Skool Romances under the guise of Old Skool Romance. I mean, in the beginning scene, which is the end of one of her books, we have a heroine saving herself from the villian and then in turn being saved by the man she loves; equality that is rarely seen in "legitimate" "literature".
The female lead goes through substantial character change, as does the male lead, although we know less of who he was before than we do the female lead.
Anyway, my point is, that Romancing the Stone is a fabulous movie, and my being able to say I loved that movie is one of the reasons I can proudly state that I love romance novels, even if I haven't read one in a while. And I always smile big at the customers who sheepishly put a pile of romance novels on the counter to check out.
The first half or so, the part I've read already, is about how and why we as a society look down on romance novels. Which I found interesting because I'm not sure I ever really did. Coming as I do from a largely cerebral family, that surprises me a bit, but not really considering my mother and her sisters grew up reading Georgette Heyer novels (what the book calls Old Skool Romances), and the first real romance novel I ever read was nicked from my mom's shelves.
Still, when I started reading the Harlequin Red Books, I experienced the same sort of vicarious shame that I do for loving lame movies or TV shows that people think I shouldn't like. I don't actually feel this shame, more I feel ashamed that I don't feel bad about my reading choices. Still, whenever I try to read an Old Skool Romance, I have to put it down. I don't like it. I'm firmly in the New Skool mindset.
Besides highly recommending the book (it's amusing even if you don't agree with them, which I don't all the time...), it's gotten me to thinking, and wondering why, aside from a vague embarrassment that I was reading something others deemed unworthy, I never felt like I was doing anything wrong by spending money (lots and lots of money over the years...) on romance novels.
And, aside from the my-mother-read-them factor, it was also that she never, that I can recall, sneered at them the way people *coughDinahcough* do.
And then I was flipping through the channels tonight, and I came across Romancing the Stone playing on AMC, and the lightbulb went off.
My favorite movie possibly ever was my favorite movie for a very good reason. It's a New Skool Romance Novel brought to the big screen. And it's all meta about it because the main character is a romance novelist, who also writes New Skool Romances under the guise of Old Skool Romance. I mean, in the beginning scene, which is the end of one of her books, we have a heroine saving herself from the villian and then in turn being saved by the man she loves; equality that is rarely seen in "legitimate" "literature".
The female lead goes through substantial character change, as does the male lead, although we know less of who he was before than we do the female lead.
Anyway, my point is, that Romancing the Stone is a fabulous movie, and my being able to say I loved that movie is one of the reasons I can proudly state that I love romance novels, even if I haven't read one in a while. And I always smile big at the customers who sheepishly put a pile of romance novels on the counter to check out.