Sheiking the time away...

I was so bored at work today I decided to read the Sheik online, just to burn up some time. I tried to edit my story, which needs editing very much, but it's so hard to do that at work it becomes a burden in itself and when that happens the "buzz" I get from that sort of thing buckles and stalls in the attempt to do so. So, I read the Sheik (again, I have not read it in years. When I first read it I was a bit strung out over by my intense feelings for Rudy so I couldn't look beyond that part of it, I couldn't see it stand on it's own when all I could do is relive the movie while I read it) anyway, I now can honestly say I have to agree with Natasha that the book is just utter trash. And it's not that there isn't any hope for it to rise above the emotional porn going on there but the author shows no intention or interest in making the book aim higher. From what I've read about E.M. Hull she wasn't trying to become a great artist and from my impressions of her was satisfied with her stories as they were because they were money makers.

Here is a brief bio I found of her.

I also have to say I find it interesting how The Sheik was the movie that made Rudy a superstar. And he was in love with an "artist" who curbed his popularity by channeling him to focus more on quality of his work when he owed his success to the incredible talent he naturally possessed. In other words, I think Rudy's natural luck, charm and etc. etc. would always rise above and even frame stories/movies he worked on. I think trying to make the movie rise to his level was a mistake because there wasn't a movie that could -- it would serve as the backdrop, the frame in which held this amazing presence .. and to try to make the frame just as valuable as what it holds is ludicrous. !

In the end, I have satisfaction that Rudy finally throwing off the chains of his oppression of Natasha's expectations, no matter how well intended they were, worked on The Son of The Sheik, validating his fanbase with the message that he always was what they saw him to be, the Sheik, a delicious romantic hero that could captivate and capture their willful hearts; as if his portrayal of Amhed in Son of the Sheik said, "Yes, I am the Sheik you always knew me to be and I hid away, all this time, denying you ... denying me."