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Miniseries Flashback: The Far Pavilions

 Another rabbit hole journey that began due to my love of Amy Irving. And of course, of course, the novel is much better than the miniseries, but it's still a decent watch (even though the ending is flub too....of course).  This miniseries was shown in 1984, but of course, I was too young to care about that way back then!




So.  Back to Amy Irving.  Yes, she was an American woman in "brown face" and yes times have changed.  Thankfully.  But her huge, beautiful green eyes and calm steady voice can't be denied.  I have loved her ever since Crossing Delancey and Micki & Maude (another film that probably wouldn't get made today).


The mini series was such a big part of television back in the 80's.  It could take a long novel based on an extremely complicated political situation (the British Raj) and turn it into an entertaining 5 hour film delivered in watchable segments.  This was actually the first HBO miniseries too.  For my taste, there was just too much time spent on the battle scenes, which I know were important, but just took up too much time that could have spent on developing the complex characters.  And just like any film made about "white saviors" there was an uneven amount of time spent on Ashton when more could have been spent on Anjuli and her sister and even on Koda Dad Khan......because......RrrrrrRRRrrrrr.


Another actor shaping the young Becky when I had no idea what was happening.  In Pavilions, I learned that aging Omar Sharif is as lovely as young Omar Sharif.....and really....how is that even possible? Oh, I know why......because by 1984 Omar was just the age of men that I tend to gravitate toward today.  And just as beardy!


Oh, Omar.  You provided me with another all-time favorite movie pick and sent me on my life-long love of brown-eyed men.  So I think I both love and hate you for that!

And as a side note, if you believe in interesting signs and destiny, the day after I completed this series and the day I penned this post, I also met a beautiful brown-eyed Indian man. Coincidence? I DON'T THINK SO! But this dude looks a little like Naveen Andrews......RrrrrRRRrrrrr.



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