Red Dawn, another good Patrick Swayze movie

Red Dawn, another good Patrick Swayze movie

“Wolverines!”

 

 

Movie review:

Red Dawn

 

Red Dawn is more than a shoot ‘em up movie.

Red Dawn (1984, PG-13, 114 minutes) is all-American stuff—the mountaineering teenage heroes, with Boy Scout gear and some guns, prevail over the invading Russian paratroopers. It makes you want to shout “Wolverines!” It was still a Cold War environment in 1984, just sayin’.

Jed (Patrick Swayze) and his friends try to talk out their issues of patriotism, humanity, privation, and growing up. There is death, and triumph, and betrayal, and pride, and growing up.

It helps that the Russian soldiers are by-the-book brutal characters, not too smart, and they can’t seem to beat a small gang of teens (“Wolverines!”) who are “hiding” in the mountains.

There’s another Red Dawn film, done in 2012 (PG-13, 93 minutes), with a similar story line. It’s a remake, but it’s not fully baked, it’s mostly action and shooting. Don’t bother with it.

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Go Down Together…Bonnie and Clyde (book review)

they were violent criminals

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“way up there,” that bird…my poem

“way up there,” that bird…my poem

bucket list?

 

 

way up there

 

I’ve never been to the top-most twig,

it’s not on my list,

I know that’s true.

 

I saw her,

   swaying as the tree tops

      let the breezes do their thing,

otherwise she did not move.

 

I envied her pacific view,

and briefly wondered

   what she cares to see,

when all around her does not hide,

when down means not too far,

when far away is not that far

   for wings that wait to spread…

 

I guess she’s seen it all

   ten thousand times,

I guess she might glance

   for a moment at me,

and murmur “you wouldn’t believe…”

 

I think I might,

but I’m content

   to let her be alone,

to be that high.

 

April 8, 2024

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The Brothers…Civil War storytelling

The Brothers…Civil War storytelling

This is good storytelling

 

 

Book review:

The Brothers

 

Janet M. Kovarik

2014

 

If you’re a student of the Civil War, you’ll recognize the actual historical figures who are part of the story, and you’ll quickly feel comfortably familiar with Stu and Beau and Sarah and their families, because they embody some of the compelling human agents of the wartime drama.

These characters are three-dimensional. There is human urgency in their speech and actions. These are cerebral characters who are articulately reflective, thoughtful about their circumstances and their life journeys, and passionate about love and rectitude and their personal legacies and futures.

The Brothers is the first novel in The McCullough Saga. The twins, Beau and Stu, have explicitly distinct personalities but their lives have remarkably similar if unconventional trajectories. They are the central figures in a human story, on a human scale, with a conspicuously realistic historical setting. Storm Haven, their deep South plantation, is convincingly researched, as are the gritty battle scenes, the economics and logistics of the war, the arduous success of the Underground Railroad and the delights of antebellum southern cuisine.

The Brothers is a dialogue-rich offering of historical fiction. I’m a dialogue fan. This is good storytelling.

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The Unknown American Revolution (book review)

in the streets, says Gary Nash

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lean back and listen…my poem

lean back and listen…my poem

tinkle, sway, hum…

 

 

Winter, add Woo, stir

 

…all the notes make medleys,

it’s a quiet nightclub sound,

it’s okay to listen

   with the other ear,

and hear the lilt and the lift

   and the living rhythms

      without trying too hard

         to pay attention,

and nod in time

   when an old refrain

      makes a hole in the buzz,

and you hear again

   those words that throb and skip

      and nestle into

         those last few tinkling keys…

 

Hingham, MA

April 2, 2024

 

Bob Winter at the keyboard

and Elaine Woo at the mic

made beautiful music at Linden Ponds

on an otherwise ordinary April afternoon.

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Book review: The Financier

He is Theodore Dreiser’s villain…

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P. G. Wodehouse—we miss you!

P. G. Wodehouse—we miss you!

Who doesn’t love Bertie Wooster?

 

 

I happened on a 1982 review of a biography of P. G. Wodehouse, and I can’t resist believing that the reviewer is a hatefully well-bred person.

Prof. Samuel Hynes very incautiously permits himself to label old P. G. as

” . . . the greatest trivial novelist in literary history . . .”

Egad.

Is he talking about Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse (1881-1975), the remarkably gabby genius who created Bertie Wooster and Jeeves?

Is he talking about the guy who makes us love the incurably erratic Wooster?  who makes us worshipfully respect the very properly domineering Jeeves who can’t hurt a fly, knows nearly everything and saves Bertie’s bacon every time? who makes us stiffen, suppressing cries of delight, as we absorb the adjectival artistry of the whole bloody Wooster/Jeeves madhouse?

Hynes goes so far as to declare that Wodehouse “created a world without real problems and without human depths.” If you’ve read any of Wodehouse’s work, you know that ain’t true. There’s a bit of Bertie’s passion and despair in all of us, and Jeeves divinely makes it possible for everyone around him to be human.

There’s just one word too many in Hynes’ summary of Sir P. G. Wodehouse: “the greatest trivial novelist.”

I think you can guess which one it is.

    

If you want to, click here to read all of Hynes’ comments about Frances Donaldson’s 1982 biography, P. G. Wodehouse.

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Home Team: Poems About Baseball (book review)

Edwin Romond easily hits another homer…

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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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