And it isn't just because the recent Hornblower movies on A&E featured the fascinating Ioan Gruffudd. I am equally drawn to the Captain Hornblower of old, played by Gregory Peck.
One evening, years ago, my husband called me into our bedroom where he was watching the A&E channel. He said he had found something I might like, knowing I am a big fan of historical fiction. It was a movie about a young man who had enlisted in the British Navy and was prone to seasickness. He was a man of integrity, and though not perfect, he would not compromise his honor; he was courageous, and loyal, and quickly rose from being green with nausea to being a formidable crew member. As quickly as he learned to scale the lines of the ship, he also escalated in his ranking. When we first meet Horatio Hornblower, he is a midshipman. By the eleventh and final book of the series, he becomes Admiral in His Majesty's Navy.
I know this because I was immediately hooked. I now own all the movies ever made about Horatio Hornblower. I own and have read all the books in C.S. Forester's series. I have a book that showcases the making of the movies.
I have a fictitious biography, written by a fan of Forester's legendary character. See? I'm not the only one that shares the obsession. Imagine a character so compelling that fans are even speculating and constructing a potential reality.
While I did not get swept up in the latest vampire craze, I have to admit to my weakness for this man in uniform; the one that uses his brilliant mind and courageous soul to outwit Bonaparte; the one that puts his honor and duty above his personal needs; the one that stands watch and protects me from behind the door of my scrapbook room...