Let's do one more Maurice post since we've got the movie on our mind today (and what a wonderful thing to have on one's mind) and our previous post was only sort of about the movie -- one thing I took note of re-watching the film last night was what a dream world of mine it is that the boys inhabit, represented nowhere more clearly than the endless swaths of bookshelves they find themselves surrounded by. Take for instance the first time that Maurice meets Clive at school...
... sitting on a friend's dormitory floor surrounded by shelves and art and music with that gorgeous vintage Hugh Grant floppy hair and half-smirk among all that deliriously pettable tweed...
Nobody but no how!
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