Book review: The Snow Goose

Book review: The Snow Goose

“ Philip, I love ‘ee ”

 

 

Book review:

The Snow Goose

 

by Paul Gallico (1897-1976)

Alfred A. Knopf, New York, 1960

58 pages

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Paul Gallico (1897-1976)

Paul Gallico is an author I need to get to know better. The Snow Goose is my first attempt.

This justly famous short story is surprisingly simple in its construction and densely emotional in its impact. There are familiar plot elements: ugly old man meets beautiful young girl, and they develop a close relationship. In some ways one is moved to think of Silas Marner—there are both rich and rigid qualities in their love, never consummated, sharply constrained.

The snow goose imagery is pervasive. Gallico uses the obviously proper word pinion repeatedly and not always, perhaps, with the same definition in mind, but this is quibbling…despite Philip Rhayader’s intimate knowledge of the birds he paints, there is no compelling total image of the bird. What does a snow goose really look like?

The primitive eroticism of Rhayader’s relationship with the girl, Fritha, is bursting out of the story repeatedly before the final scenes. Think of the sensual heat of Girl With A Pearl Earring, deeply heartfelt and almost completely unexpressed. Vermeer painted the girl from life; Rhayader painted his girl from memory, a symbolic reflection of his restrained character and the repressed relationship.

The story line of Snow Goose is mostly mundane, but Gallico easily sustains a dramatic tension, although the Dunkirk evacuation scenes are almost a charade with the blunt Cockney accents dominating the dialog.

Snow Goose is eminently poetic—the ending that every reader can anticipate occurs with realistic sadness and realistic revelation. Fritha feels the words in her heart: “Philip, I love ‘ee.” 

The long-patient reader is finally released to wordless exultation.

 

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I admit the abundant pleasures of re-reading The Snow Goose in February 2021. I happily engaged more fully with the character of the young girl Fritha, and the pathos of her isolation without parents in a hard community that took no notice of her friendship with the lonely artist. Fritha survives, and shares her memories and her private, splendid isolation with the beautiful bird.

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Among other treatments, this beautiful short story was transformed to film (television) in 1971 by the BBC and shown on the Hallmark Hall of Fame, with Richard Harris as Rhayader and Jenny Agutter as Fritha. See it in five installments on YouTube here.

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Book review: The Chosen

Life: exuberant, and otherwise…

by Chaim Potok

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The Wind and the Lion (1975)

The Wind and the Lion (1975)

a first-class bad guy…

 

 

Movie review:

The Wind and the Lion (1975)

 

Candice Bergen as Mrs. Eden Pedecaris.

Sean Connery as Mulay Achmed Mohammed el-Raisuli, Lord of the Rif and Sultan to the Berbers.

In real life he was Mulai Ahmed er Raisuni (Raisuli) (1871-1925), a Sherif and Lord of the Rif in Morocco, a tribal leader and brigand, “the last of the Barbary pirates.”

The Wind and the Lion is a dramatic interpretation of a real incident in Morocco in 1904. The real Raisuli kidnapped an American, Ion “Jon” Hanford Perdicaris (1840-1925) and his stepson, and held the two for ransom. President Teddy Roosevelt sent U. S. marines to rescue the men. Ultimately, the government of Morocco paid the ransom and the men were released.

The movie is wonderfully dashing, and the brutal details are romantically minimized. The captive American, Candice Bergen, doesn’t quite fall in love with Sean Connery, but it seems to be a close call.

Connery, with all of his moustaches and flowing robes, is a first class bad-guy hero, and he has a good heart. He’s happy to get his money, but he’s sorry to say goodbye to Mrs. Pedecaris.

In the final scene, the Raisuli and his lieutenant, the Sherif of Wazan, are silhouetted on a high beach against the setting sun, and the Sherif plaintively declares “Great Raisuli, we have lost everything. All is drifting on the wind as you said. We have lost everything.”

Raisuli revives the heart throbs: “Sherif, is there not one thing in your life that is worth losing everything for?”

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Book review: The Proud Tower

…a lot more than a history book…

by Barbara Tuchman

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Book review: Thieves in the Night

Book review: Thieves in the Night

the “milliohnim” and “the promised land” 

 

 

Book review:

Thieves in the Night:

   Chronicle of an Experiment

 

by Arthur Koestler (1905-1983)

The Macmillan Company, New York, 1946

357 pages

 

Koestler, a Hungarian-British writer and journalist, more famously wrote Darkness at Noon, a critique of Communism and totalitarianism.

Thieves in the Night, written later, is a gently powerful story. Koestler recounts the travails and limited joys of only a few of the “milliohnim” who sought a promised land. His characters are Jews, creating new settlements on purchased Arab land in the Holy Land, prior to World War II.

Men and women who create settlements live a tough life. A reader like me learns almost too much about the vagaries and drudgery of deliberately, fully conscious communal life on Ezra’s Tower, an isolated hilltop in Galilee. First, establish the security perimeter, then erect the watchtower, build the children’s dorm, construct the cowshed, set up the showers…in that order. The dining hall, the sleeping huts for the men and women, and the lavatories are to be built later.

The Mukhtar and his clan in the nearby Arab village do not welcome the Hebrew newcomers. Soon, the leader of the village delegation gives morbid advice to the settlers: “You young fools and children of death, you don’t know what may happen to you.” Bauman responds curtly: “We are prepared.” The Jewish settlement at Ezra’s Tower is not a resort.

The story of the settlers’ life at Ezra’s Tower is mostly drab. Koestler’s exploration of their mindset, their politics, their philosophy, and their religion all swirled together is stunning. Their aspirations and their misgivings, and their palpable legacy of homelessness and their transforming experiences, are irresistible.

Thieves in the Night is an adventure for the open and inquiring mind. Occasional sympathetic despair is a perfectly understandable reaction.

After you read this novel, look around you and ask yourself: do you see things a bit differently? Do you like your new conception of “a thief in the night.”

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Old Friends (book review)  

Tracy Kidder tells so much truth about old age…

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An Empire on the Edge (book review)

An Empire on the Edge (book review)

Book review:

An Empire on the Edge:

How Britain Came to Fight America

 

by Nick Bunker

 

Here’s the short version of Nick Bunker’s thesis:

King George and his government

     let the North American colonies slip from their grasp.

 

A newcomer to the history of the American Revolution might think that this book is a cockeyed way to learn about the “shot heard ‘round the world” and the consequences of the shooting at Lexington and Concord on April 19, 1775.

An informed student of the Revolutionary War probably will find much new material in Bunker’s relentlessly detailed An Empire on the Edge: How Britain Came to Fight America.

On our side of the pond, we don’t have much opportunity to consider the war or the revolution from the British point of view.

Bunker offers devastating detail about the ill-informed, patronizing, self-serving, doctrinaire, and sometimes feckless actions of Lord North and the British government in the years that led to the sanguinary clash of British regulars and American farmers-militiamen on the road from Concord, through Lexington, to Boston on “that famous day and year.”

An Empire on the Edge offers extensive documentation confirming that the British leaders were largely ignorant of the scope and depth of colonial antipathy toward the various punitive measures that Britain sought to impose in North America, as early as 1765 (the Stamp Act) and continuing to the final, ill-fated steps to chastise the city of Boston after the notorious Tea Party in late 1773.

Bunker describes the half-cocked military moves by Lord North and his ministers in the years leading up to the disastrous outing to Lexington-Concord. The king and his government were not prepared to wage war successfully in North America, partly because they waited too long to believe that the colonists actually would fight, and partly because they disdained the colonials’ fighting capacity, and partly because they put higher priority on their Caribbean sugar colonies, and partly because they were pre-occupied with the military threat posed by France and various European intrigues.

lexington-180975_640Bunker doesn’t speculate on a question that occurs to me: after that first shot was fired at Lexington, did the British really commit themselves to winning the war?

The king and his government made the commitment to fight. They did not, however, at any time before or during the war, commit all the king’s horses and all the king’s men to the military campaign to regain dominion in North America. As the fighting began, a British victory was not immediately feasible. Perhaps it did not become feasible.

Bunker’s analysis of the planning and wrangling in Lord North’s war room suggests that the British wanted to win, but never pushed the right strategic buttons to bring victory within their grasp.

 

Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2016 All rights reserved.

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Book review: An Empire Divided

King George and his ministers

wanted the Caribbean sugar islands

more than they wanted the 13 colonies…

by Andrew Jackson O’Shaughnessy

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“…and dipped in folly…”

“…and dipped in folly…”

resist the temptation…

 

Edgar Allan Poe (1809-1849) offers much to like to so many people. I think his poetry is under-appreciated…and try reading “The Tell-Tale Heart” when you’re home alone some evening, and it’s nasty outside, and you would really prefer to feel pleasant inside, except you’re reading the masterpiece…

I confess, I only like the first half of Poe’s snippet about folly, you see, melancholy ain’t my thing…”dipped in folly” suggests the exotic and self-indulgent excess of youth, mostly not fatal because it’s usually hauled along by optimism and rescued once in a while by love, for which we may be endlessly thankful…

If you’re not personally in the youth category any more, be prepared to supply the love.

Let’s just keep pushing melancholy into the next county somewhere…

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Movie review: Same Time, Next Year

well, it’s all-American adultery, oh yeah…

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