Sep. 18th, 2008

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Simien Mountain Fox brings you The Winter Prince in Glorious Technicolor and with a Cast of Thousands (I haven't counted, but I wouldn't be surprised to find we have a thousand Playmobil people).  Can't quite bring myself to post the entire text of the novel here and haven't the strength to adapt it, so you'll just have to make do with excerpts and fill in the blanks with your own copy.  Or you can get one out of the library!

Now, sit back and enjoy the madness.

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He sat on the floor before the hearth with his knees against his chin, the flames at his back, and warily watched his father's face. His own face was in shadow, and though the April night was too warm for him to be so close to the fire, he did not move away. He did not want his father to see his face; the shadows made him feel safe....

...But when he thought of the little boy, his father's youngest and most important child, some strange emotion burned through him, unrecognizable, alien.  He did not know if it was hate or love or both, or something utterly different from either.  It was true that the boy was barely three weeks old and smaller than any human being he had ever seen; but set in that small face were eyes so dark and radiant that they frightened him. He felt he had never seen anything more beautiful than the eyes of his small half brother, but he could not tell whether that beauty was something repulsive or attractive, hideous or wonderful.
     Thinking about this, he was startled by a fleet but brightly vivid vision of how one of his fingers had been suddenly grasped in his little brother's unthinkably small ones, blindly trusting and certain. He looked up at his father and said in a low voice,
"I will try to love them. You saw me take your son's hand."
     "Be accurate, my young marksman," his father said. "He took yours."

[flashback:]



Director's Notes: In our Cast of Thousands we don't actually have any Playmobil children with white hair. He has got a wig made out of Plasticine.  Unfortunately it makes him so top heavy that he falls over backwards when you try to sit him up.  (When it says "his own face was in shadow," it really means in the shadow of his massive hairdo.)  In this shot he is precariously held upright by Ginevra and the arm of the sofa.

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