Is too late for me to catch the Brokeback Mountain bandwagon?

An interesting article appeared in today's Guardian. Before I link you to it thought, let me say a few words about it and its author. I was not aware that the story for Brokeback Mountain (the story of two homosexual cowboys now being portrayed on the silver screen by a movie of the same name) originally comes from Annie Proulx, extracted from a collection of short stories called Close Range: Wyoming Stories.

I first read Annie Proulx in high school, her book titled The Shipping News (also made into a movie a few years back starring Kevin Spacey) is one of my favourite novels of all time. A link to it is provided in the column to the right. Anyway, this was an amazing novel, poignant and minimalistic in its telling. Choppy. Littered with one word sentences. Expressions rendered in perfection by jumbled letters on the page, the reader left to recreating their sound according to his own imagination. The book was enthralling. It told a simple story of an even simpler man, yet it spoke volumes on how tough and brutal life can sometimes be. The book has weathered many a year of frenzied reading to stay locked down on my favourites list. If you are a dedicated fan of reading, able to shift from one literary style to another without putting the book down in frustration, I suggest you pick this novel up and enjoy Proulx's extraordinary skill at weaving a story.

Now we come to the article at hand, Annie Proulx admits that this is a bitter rant about how Oscar dashed her hopes for Brokeback glory. However, the editor of the piece decievingly (and unfairly) simplifies the article. Annie Proulx provides a behind the scenes look at the oscars which shows you the fickle and superficial nature of the show. Her comments are incisive and as she admits, above all, this jumble of words amounts to not much more than a Sour Grapes Tale.