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April 23, 2020

fictional home tour: Wilhern Manor (Penelope)

Last time I talked about Bag End, but this time our my fictional home tour is inching a little closer to real life with the Wilhern Manor from Penelope. Granted, this movie takes place in a city that doesn’t exist — like a cross between America and England — and in a world where curses are A Real Thing. But a little closer to reality, I said. Just a little.

This is one of my favorite romantic comedies! So much so that I named my dearly departed kitty after the title character. It follows Penelope Wilhern (Christina Ricci), a girl born with a pig nose because of a family curse. Her mother (the indomitable Catherine O’Hara) tries to set her up with rich guy after rich guy because the curse can only be broken if Penelope finds love from “one of her own kind.” I won’t spoil the ending for you even though this movie is 13 years old.

The set I like in this movie though isn’t the manor itself — which is very grand in a Generic Rich Person sort of way — but the little world of Penelope’s room inside the house. Because she’s hidden away, her room is her sanctuary, complete with deep bathtub, a little library, a swing???, and the coziest bedroom nook that I would replicate in my own house if it weren’t voiding my lease to do demolition work. But, let’s take a look, shall we? We’ll tour the grounds first.

Exterior:

This is a real place — the Foxwarren Park mansion in Surrey, a gothic-style Victorian home built in the 1860s, which was designed by its owner. Fun history fact is that Alfred Ezra, a British bird enthusiast, once lived here and turned it into a small zoo of rare birds, including the last known living pair of pink-headed ducks.

The house is imposing with its jagged lines and I think a bell tower???, though I do enjoy the rounded arched doors. What’s hiding behind that gate, folks?

 

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April 7, 2020

fictional home tour: Bag End

All this staying at home (and watching episode after episode of Grand Designs) got me thinking about the amazing houses from movies that I’ve always loved and wished I could move into. Does anyone else get fictional house envy?

The home I think the most is Bag End from Lord of the Rings. Even Tolkien’s description of it sounds lovely:

 

“In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.

It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: A very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with paneled walls and floor tiled and carpeted, provide with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats — the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight in to the side of the hill — The Hill, as many people for miles around called it — and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side then on another. No going upstairs for the hobbit: bedrooms, bathrooms, cellars, pantries (lots of these), wardrobes (he had whole rooms devoted to clothes), kitchens, dining-rooms, all were on the same floor, indeed on the same passage. The best rooms were all on the left-hand side (going in), for these were the only ones to have windows, deep-set round windows looking over his garden, and meadows beyond, sloping down to the river.”

 

Comfort? Lots of pantries?? Whole rooms devoted to clothes??? Kitchens with an s???? Yes, please! He doesn’t outright say it, but I choose to believe that Bag End also has a room dedicated to a dry sauna, and another that’s just like a traditional Japanese onsen. Surely this is accurate.

The chief inhabitant is of course Bilbo Baggins, and Bag End isn’t necessarily the norm for hobbit homes. It’s perched on top of a hill to command some impressive views, and is described as being particularly large and luxurious. It helps that Bilbo was already “well-to-do” even before the incident with the dragon that left him immeasurably rich.

Aside from not having modern conveniences like electricity or evidence of indoor plumbing, and it being made for little folk whose heights rarely exceeded four-foot-four, this house is the stuff of Max Comfort Dreams. Let’s take a tour, shall we?

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