Scaramouche…boy gets girl…book review

Scaramouche…boy gets girl…book review

the good old way…

 

 

Book review:

Scaramouche

 

Rafael Sabatini (1875-1950)

New York: Grosset & Dunlap, 1921

392 pages

 

These people talk to each other. It’s face-to-face communications. They pay attention to body language and what you do with your face.

Scaramouche ends the way you think it’s going to end: boy gets girl.

But there’s a lot of road to travel before we get to that ending—I think there’s only one reference to a heaving bosom—there is fastidious bad language, and lots of casual use of Latin—there’s a lot of hand kissing, which is something we could do more of these days.

Sabatini was a prolific writer and he wrote this romance novel the way it should be written. The reader gets an eyeful and an earful and a heartful of genuine romance, with all the words that make it work.

It’s still possible to make love in the good old way they did it in the 18th century. Read all about it.

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The Scarlet Letter, victim of Hollywood

Nathaniel Hawthorne’s version is best

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it’s the not knowing…Anne Lamott quote

it’s the not knowing…Anne Lamott quote

hold hands and take a step….

 

 

“So we started where we were, in the not knowing.”

 

Anne Lamott (b1954)

November 20, 2023

 

It isn’t the not knowing where we want to go,

it’s the not knowing exactly how to get there

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iambic pentameter, y’know?

da DUH, da DUH, and stuff…

“In search of”…my poem

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Saint Joan, by Bernard Shaw…book review

Saint Joan, by Bernard Shaw…book review

don’t think about John of Arc

 

 

Book review:

Saint Joan

 

by Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)

Baltimore, MD: Penguin Books, copyright 1924, rep. 1964

159 pages

 

Imagine that Joan of Arc had been John of Arc.

I’m no fan of “what if” history, but I dare to say that John might have become a saint without the burned-at-the-stake part.

Saint Joan is a play, so if stage directions are a distraction to you, you can just pretend that Shaw is whispering in your ear.

Shaw’s 42-page preface is historical treasure added to the literary treasure. He offers even more than you imagine about the life and context and historical significance of la pucelle de Domrémy.

All of the men whose lives she crossed accepted Joan’s exceptionalism. Many believed her story about hearing voices from the saints and from God.

Joan went to the fire without understanding that the kings and the generals wished that she had never been born.

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Book review: The Bridges of Madison County

If you’re looking for

highly stoked eroticism

and high-rolling lives

that throw off sparks when they touch,

look elsewhere.

by Robert Waller

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“a wild portal…”…“Passage,” my poem

“a wild portal…”…“Passage,” my poem

a ripple in the sward

 

 

Passage

 

I think to pass the wetlands,

my humdrum steps

   in line to cross the fen,

a thoughtless stroll

   to reach the other side,

but a ripple in the sward turns my foot,

a wrinkled phosphor turns my eye,

I stand, agape, at a wild portal,

its door ajar.

 

I am steeped in wonder.

 

I bethink a new imagination

   of the end of day,

I hurry through,

and, oh!…

 

December 19, 2020

Inspired by “Wilderness Doorway” by Jennifer Lagier, in the Aurorean, Vol. XXV 2020

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Book review: The Bartender’s Tale

Ivan Doig’s story, I mostly loved it…

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Pale Rider, pale horse…movie review

Pale Rider, pale horse…movie review

“We all love you, preacher!”

 

 

Movie review:

Pale Rider

 

“And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.”

Revelation 6:8

 

Pale Rider (1985, rated R, 115 minutes) goes a bit deeper than your usual Clint Eastwood action thriller.

As “the preacher,” Eastwood creates a mostly low-key character who mostly waxes philosophic about life and its vicissitudes, but also persistently urges the good guys to do some good, and (you’re not surprised) straps on his big pistol when he needs it.

The beleaguered “tin pan” miners, emboldened by “the preacher,” battle the vicious takeover attempts by the big bad rich guy, and you can guess who savors victory.

There’s an almost completely platonic love interest with the mother, Sarah (Carrie Snodgress is divinely demure), and 15-year-old Megan (Sydney Penny) learns a lot about unrequited love.

Pale Rider invites you to look into the hearts of realistic people.

The obvious allusion to Revelation 6:8 (“…behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death…”) is puzzling. The preacher is not apocalyptic, there is no hint of theology in his role, and he mysteriously and provocatively rides away into the mountains at the last minute, leaving everyone else to resume their lives.

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Movie review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: Shantung Compound

They didn’t care much

        about each other…

by Langdon Gilkey

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