Tuesday, June 21, 2005

It is strange; read any romance and odds are that there will be a great deal of spouting forth about the wondrous effects of the eyes of a would-be-beloved. (cf: Jane Austen's Darcy and his appreciation of Elizabeth Bennet's fine eyes.)

Two weeks in an Ophthamological Hospital or a good read of an Ophthamology textbook will put paid to any of that nonsense. I defy anyone to see the romance in penetrating trauma to the eye/a bad eye infection/cataracts. The recent movie of Phantom of the Opera did attempt to romanticise what looked like nothing more than a bad case of conjunctivitis in the slightly-too-handsome Gerard Butler (aka the Phantom) but it really didn't work because it all comes down to one fact: Eyes are icky and gross.

Harsh but fair, I think.

4 Comments:

Blogger malaise said...

Goes back to Genesis and Jacob disliking Leah because she was "dull-eyed" and Rachel was "bright eyed", or something along those lines. I'm pretty sure one of them had "ox eyes", but I can't remember if that's a good thing or a bad thing. :))

4:34 PM  
Blogger Lindsey said...

That is quite, quite inspired.

Ox eyes. They'd probably be good. Would they? Oxen were a good thing. I think. :))

3:56 AM  
Blogger malaise said...

HAHAHAHAHAHA. "Oxen were a good thing. I think." I can't even remember if Jacob could AFFORD oxen.

5:08 PM  
Blogger Lindsey said...

Oxen were an extravagant thing, then? :p

1:38 AM  

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