I received a nice little invite in my FB message box from a fellow mom at my daughter's school. It was an invite to go see the new movie, The Help, on a Tuesday afternoon while the kiddos are in school. What better way to see a "Chick Flick" than with other ladies while our kids are in school. I ask you? I felt kind of sneaky and naughty indulging in a movie with fellow moms in the middle of a Tuesday afternoon. I could totally get use to it! The popcorn, diet coke, and Milk Dudes never tasted better!
I had read the book, The Help, by Katheryn Stockett quite some time ago when another friend suggested it to me as a great read. And OMGosh, she was right! I had enjoyed it sooo much, I did a blog post about it at the time (I am re-adding that blog post to the end of this one). It is very VERY very rare that a movie is as good as the book. But, in this case, The Help movie is as awesome as The Help book. Put on your pearls, white gloves, and pillbox hat and go see this movie! Oh, and you'll never forget Minnie's "special" chocolate pie. It includes more than just Mexican Vanilla Extract!
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Here is a link to the original post I made about the book.
http://mynameiskirstennotkristen.blogspot.com/2010/09/book-ology.html
I cannot put this book down! The Help, by Kathryn Stockett, is about a group of high society white women and the black women who work as their housekeepers and Nannies. The backdrop is deep south Mississippi during 1960 when racial tensions are boiling and change is in the wind. One white woman, Skeeter, pursues her writing ambitions by secretly interviewing the black women who work day in and day out as the housekeepers of some of the town's socialites. If she or the housekeepers get caught, it could be dire consequences. Stockett's, The Help, evolves beautifully and many times heartbreakingly. It takes the reader back to a time when women wore white gloves to church, enjoyed casseroles after a game of Bridge, and where last names of families either opened or closed doors. But, under the crisp clean exterior of the families, the housekeepers see what really goes on behind closed doors and share this with Skeeter along with their opinions and emotions on segregation and racial tensions. I find myself thinking about this book throughout the day and thinking about the characters. Each time I sit to pick up on the story where I last left off, I get lost in the world of 1960 Mississippi.
Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten
S.W.A.K.
