Memoirs of a Geisha

I finally saw Memoirs of a Geisha. I loved it! The costumes and sets were worth the price of admission. The score was dreamy. The actors were beautiful, almost too beautiful.
A lot of the movie was exactly how I had imagined things in my head when I was reading the book. You can tell the author had a heavy hand in the design of it all.
I don't know if the movie would be as magical for someone who never read the book. For example, having read the book I know what happens after the movie ends. The movie sort of ends abruptly and leaves things open ended. Had I not read the book, that would have frustrated me.
If I had to complain I would say that some of the characters were too pretty. The leads were cast perfectly, but some of the characters that were supposed to be hideous in the book were far too attractive. In the book I imagined the women who ran the house to be older and a lot more run down and wicked looking. The American General was also supposed to be fat and gross and drooled when he spoke. He just seemed smarmy, but not disgusting. I wanted the bad guys to be really bad guys, instead they seemed like attractive actors dressed down a little more than usual.
As long as you don't have a problem with your fuglys just being sorta ugly, then you will love this movie. I'll most definitely be buying this one when it comes out on DVD.

This evening after work, against my own better judgement, Darian and I will be checking out Tristan and Isolde.

Wish us luck.