Having just attracted almost 1300 new readers to my novel, The Memory of Roses, through a Goodreads giveaway, I thought it might be fun to re-post my vision of the perfect cast for my fantasy movie version of the book. I have added some possibilities since the last post. Have fun, and let me know if you have some ideas of your own!
A friend of mine is a film editor. She has worked on a number of major films, including one of my all-time favorites, Under the Tuscan Sun. She kindly offered to read my manuscript and make suggestions on The Memory of Roses at the point where I was readying it for submission to publishers. She was helpful in a number of ways, principally in helping me to thinking visually, rather than only in words.
What I enjoyed most in the exercise I did for her was “casting” my book. If it were to be made into a movie, who would I want to play the various parts in in?
|Claire Forlani as our heroine, Brit|
My heroine, Brit, would be a beautiful young actress I’ve only seen once—Claire Forlani who was the lead in Shadows in the Sun. She’d be quite perfect.
|Sean Connery as Ian McQuaid|
Ian McQuaid, Brit’s father, would be Sean Connery as he was twenty years ago.
|Jennifer Lopez possibly as Maria|
Maria, Ian’s lover, Maybe Jennifer Lopez, but not quite. She needs to be younger, more innocent, more vulnerable.
|Hector Elizondo as John Meyers|
John Meyers, Brit’s attorney, would be Hector Elizondo (the hotel manager in Pretty Woman). That’s perfect casting.
|Vincent Riotta as Emmanuel|
Emmanuel would be Vincent Riotta (the estate agent in Under the Tuscan Sun) Again I can’t imagine anyone better.
Daphne—I’ve never found just the right mixture of charm and wisdom needed for this young woman who comes to the villa to work for Brit. Any suggestions?
|Rufus Sewell as Paulo|
Paulo di Stefano—Rufus Sewell—of The Master Builder, and the Zen series. Dark and handsome with sexy eyes.
Andreas—my hero. Now that one was fun to cast. No one was really good looking enough, but Jude Law came close. In my mind I see the statue of the Greek messenger of the Gods, Hermes, in a sculpture I love in the Museum of Archaeology in Athens. That’s the face, the form, the sexy body of my hero, Andreas. However Andreas’ brains, patience and temperament--they were all my husband’s.