I See England, I See France…Vintage Erotica Covers





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“True Love,” Wisława Szymborska

True Love

True love. Is it normal,
is it serious, is it practical?
What does the world get from two people
who exist in a world of their own?

Placed on the same pedestal for no good reason,
drawn randomly from millions but convinced
it had to happen this way—in reward for what?
For nothing.
The light descends from nowhere.
Why on these two and not on others?
Doesn’t this outrage justice? Yes it does.
Doesn’t it disrupt our painstakingly erected principles,
and cast the moral from the peak? Yes on both accounts.

Look at the happy couple.
Couldn’t they at least try to hide it,
fake a little depression for their friends’ sake?
Listen to them laughing—it’s an insult.
The language they use—deceptively clear.
And their little celebrations, rituals,
the elaborate mutual routines—
it’s obviously a plot behind the human race’s back!

It’s hard even to guess how far things might go
if people start to follow their example.
What could religion and poetry count on?
What would be remembered? What renounced?
Who’d want to stay within bounds?

True love. Is it really necessary?
Tact and common sense tell us to pass over it in silence,
like a scandal in Life’s highest circles.
Perfectly good children are born without its help.
It couldn’t populate the planet in a million years,
it comes along so rarely.

Let the people who never find true love
keep saying that there’s no such thing.

Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.

— Wisława Szymborska
from Could Have
reprinted in View with a Grain of Sand: Selected Poems
translated from the Polish by Stanislaw Barańczak and Clare Cavanagh

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A post about Rutabagas and Unicorns

I have a post on Rutabagas and Unicorns: The Windflower by Laura London over at Heroes and Heartbreakers, talking about how the novel humorously depicts the heroine’s sexual awakening.

I might post a bit more about the novel, which is a Romance Classic, later on in this blog.

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In which I watch “Hamlet” starring David Tennant and Patrick Stewart

A friend of mine who works for a British company had to spend a few months in England at one time.  Lucky woman, she was able to see David Tennant as Hamlet, with the Royal Shakespeare Company, live and in person.  I had to wait for the DVD of the movie made about six months after the play’s run ended, and then make time to watch it when I was in the right mood for it.  It was worth the wait.  Patrick Stewart completely owned the role of Claudius, and Tennant’s Hamlet felt, to me, more like a real person than I was accustomed to in performances.

I chose a snowy afternoon after I’d been out and about in the cold. I made myself a large bowl of buttered popcorn and settled in to watch.

“Hamlet” was the first Shakespeare I ever saw live. I was in high school, and went to the theater on a class trip. I remember loving the swordfight at the end. Over the years, I’ve seen a couple of different movie versions in theaters: the Mel Gibson version from 1990 with Glenn Close as Gertrude, and the Kenneth Branagh full version from 1996. This new version is my current favorite, edging out the Branagh.

The play is performed in modern dress; for a good portion of it, David Tennant is barefoot with jeans and a t-shirt, or barefoot with a tuxedo. He’s a very physical actor, not just when he’s making Hamlet-is-crazy faces, but when he’s flinging himself around a room. The motion helped me to feel Hamlet’s turmoil, as if it was too much for his body to contain. Yet in other scenes, such as some of the soliloquies, he’s so still that the air seems to vibrate with tension instead. I think playing to a camera rather than an audience made a difference to me, because the camera could catch every nuance of expression, both physical and vocal. I strongly suspect those close-ups gave a very different feeling than the same speeches would have in live performance. Overall, the tension was incredible throughout. I kept realizing that I was leaning in close to the screen.

All the performances were excellent; of the actors that were new to me, I particularly liked Edward Bennett as Laertes. Coincidentally, I had seen him recently in the movie “War Horse.”

Rather than me going on and on, you can watch the movie online for yourself at PBS.org, and I think a few other locations.

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“The Fallen Subaltern,” Herbert Asquith

The Fallen Subaltern

The starshells float above, the bayonets glisten;
We bear our fallen friend without a sound;
Below the waiting legions lie and listen
To us, who march upon their burial-ground.

Wound in the flag of England, here we lay him;
The guns will flash and thunder o’er the grave;
What other winding sheet should now array him,
What other music should salute the brave?

As goes the Sun-god in his chariot glorious,
When all his golden banners are unfurled,
So goes the soldier, fallen but victorious,
And leaves behind a twilight in the world.

And those who come this way, in days hereafter,
Will know that here a boy for England fell,
Who looked at danger with the eyes of laughter,
And on the charge his days were ended well.

One last salute; the bayonets clash and glisten;
With arms reversed we go without a sound:
One more has joined the men who lie and listen
To us, who march upon their burial-ground.
1915

–Herbert Asquith

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Ghost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance…IN 3-D!!!

Why, yes, I did see this movie.

The night after it opened, why do you ask? *blink, blink*

Dudes, I actually bought some issues of the original Ghost Rider comic back in the day. I didn’t see the first movie adaptation, though…didn’t even realize there had been one. My attention was drawn to this one by a really excellent trailer online, that was sort of like eating an entire bucket of Pop Rocks.

Here is my list of what I liked about this movie.

1. Idris Elba as Moreau.

2. The part where Ghost Rider pees fire. You get to see it twice.

3. Idris Elba. Wearing leather.

4. Violante Placido (Nadya), who gets to beat up some bad guys! Or at least make a good showing of it. She is the only woman in the entire film who isn’t an extra in a crowd scene. Hrrrmmm.

5. The long shot in which Nicholas Cage as Johnny Blaze is trying not to turn into Ghost Rider and he makes all kinds of wacktastic scenery-chewing faces while CGI pops out all over. The anticipatory wait for his head to burst into flame was pure cinematic gold.

6. Cameos by Anthony Stewart Head being smarmy and Christopher Lambert with writing all over his face. For non-geeks reading this, Head played Giles in Buffy: The Vampire Slayer, who happened to be my favorite character on that show. Lambert is a French actor who played a Scotsman pretending to be an American antique dealer in the original Highlander. (The Scotsman playing an Ancient Egyptian who was pretending to be a Spaniard was Sean Connery. Keep up!)

7. The rather touching yet humorous scene in which Idris Elba Moreau gives communion to Johnny Blaze with stale bread, and Nicholas Cage’s delivery of the line about the bread. Also, seriously, I liked the artsy way they were posed as the camera retreated.

8. The giant earth-mover thingie after Ghost Rider set it on fire and used it to crush the bad guys. Overkill, yeah, but so is a guy with his head on fire.

9. The way the writers of the film licked the wacky poprocksicle and just let their cracktastic flags ripple in the flaming breeze because there was no saving this concept as a serious art house flick so you had to just lick it instead. Or something like that.

10. Did I mention Idris Elba?

Here is my list of what I did not like about this movie.

1. Idris Elba Moreau gets killed off! I was ready to leave right there.

2. There is only one woman in this film. Her only motivation is to protect her child. She wears less functional clothes than the men, the whole way through.

3. In 3-D, fight scenes go all blurry and painful. And you can’t see them clearly. Which is bad, because other than Idris Elba, that is why I went to see this movie.

4. Ciarán Hinds, you are awesome, but please never attempt an American accent again.

5. The plot.

Have you seen it? What did you think?

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Mary Jo Putney’s One Perfect Rose

I have a new post at Heroes and Heartbreakers: The Mortal Anguish in Mary Jo Putney’s One Perfect Rose.

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Recent DNFs

I haven’t done this in a while, but I have had quite a few recent DNF books. (Did Not Finish.)

No, I will not reveal titles or authors even if you ask me. Yes, I am attempting to avoid mentioning any details which would aid in identifying these works of fiction.

1. My, this writing is…serviceable. I keep mentally editing as I read. Still, the characters ought to be interesting, from the blurb…. No. They aren’t. In fact, if the protagonist namedrops one more fashionable object in place of actually telling me about her likes and dislikes, or better yet showing me what she likes…. Nope, more namedropping. So…bland…brain…hurts.

2. Okay, chit at society ball, there’s the degenerate rake, oh wait, she’s not going for him, hooray! She’s in love with this other guy. Who is Mysterious. She can’t look at him or speak to him. She feels a Mysterious Attraction to him. She’s going to tell us all about how Mysterious it is…no. Never mind. I do not need to suffer through this because it has not a scrap of a hint that this might be a new take on this well-trodden idea.

3. Post-apocalyptic, yes. Post-apocalyptic teenage emo whining, no. And I’ve seen this plot before, done better. Several times.

4. The blurb sounds interesting. The opening page is intriguing and funny. However, the narrator grows more and more patronizing and the tropes of her sub-genre pile up and up and up until, within three pages, it sounds like every other book I have ever read that is in this sub-genre. Also I hate the character whose voice is supposed to entertain me. Pretty impressive, my hate, in such a short span of pages.

5. Bo-ring. Too much backstory in the first scene, and also, the supposed protagonist has no personality whatsoever. Pity the book is about him instead of that other guy, who has some hints of an intriguing past. Are they going to have an adventure? Oh, probably just the protagonist? Well, he’d best get on with it, then, while I straighten my sock drawer.

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Thoughts on Kenneth Branagh’s As You Like It

Watching Helen Mirren in “The Tempest” got me in the mood for more Shakespeare. I’ve loved Kenneth Branagh’s movie adaptations since his “Henry V,” which I saw in the theater four or five times, and I have been collecting his various Shakespeare movies on DVD. I hadn’t yet seen his 2006 version of “As You Like It,” so I obtained the DVD and watched it in one go.

This adaptation was very interesting visually; it was set late in the 19th century, when Japan had opened itself to outside trade, the idea being that these characters lived in one of the British trading outposts – there’s a little introductory commentary (“A Long Time Ago, in a galaxy far, far away….”) in the opening screens. This enabled a mingling of European costumes with Japanese ones. The only house shown in detail was a Japanese-style house with sliding paper walls. There are a few Asian actors in the production, including one of the couples in the Forest of Arden (Silvius and Celia). Charles the wrestler became a sumo wrestler (also an Asian actor). The sumo wrestler bit was amusing because Orlando, played by David Oyeluwo, is not particularly large next to the sumo wrestler, yet he has to win their bout. There was some close camera work obscuring how exactly Orlando managed it! There’s also a bit added before the beginning of the play, to show exactly how Frederick’s palace coup to depose his brother the Duke happens: he did it with ninjas.

I liked that Brian Blessed, with different hairstyles and demeanours, played both Frederick and the (real) Duke. I just love Brian Blessed in general, so this was an extra treat for me. I also got to see another favorite actor, Richard Briers, as Orlando’s servant Adam; his part in the movie is small, but he has one speech that just broke my heart. I surprised myself and teared up.

ADAM: Master, go on; and I will follow thee
To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty.
From seventeen years till now almost four-score
Here lived I, but now live here no more.
At seventeen years many their fortunes seek,
But at fourscore it is too late a week;
Yet fortune cannot recompense me better
Than to die well and not my master’s debtor.

I think, if one hadn’t previously read the play, the movie might be a little confusing on first watch, but maybe I’m wrong; if you see it without reading the play first, let me know what you thought.

A lot of the text was cut, as is usual in movie versions of Shakespeare plays. I think some scenes are rearranged, to make the progression of events more clear (I am not that deeply familiar with the play). The whole thing seemed to go very fast, and had a nice flow to it, but I didn’t feel as involved with the subplots, even though all play into the Rosalind/Orlando romance.

I thought all of the performances were excellent (not really a surprise!). David Oyeluwo (Orlando) has the biggest range of emotions to portray, I think; I was with him all the way; he has one of those magnetic faces. (Many viewers know him from “Spooks/MI-5”; he’s currently starring in Red Tails, presumably playing an American.) Adrian Lester (a friend of mine loved him in “Hustle”) played his brother, which leads to a sort of Shakespeare in-joke, because Oyeluwo has played Henry VI on stage and Lester has played Henry V…okay, not brothers, but I think it’s amusing. In a geeky way. Lester is also in Branagh’s movie version of “Love’s Labours Lost,” which I should watch again and write about, because it is one wacky adaptation; the play was made into a musical. With dancing. No, really.

Alfred Molina is, unsurprisingly, really good as Touchstone. Kevin Kline won a SAG award for his portrayal of Jaques, according to Wikipedia. Bryce Dallas Howard, an American, played Rosalind. To my American ear, the accent she used was not offensive. She, too, had a very interesting, magnetic face.

Overall, I recommend this, at least if you like Shakespeare! If you do watch it, make sure to stick around for the Epilogue, which was kind of cool.

One comment about the DVD: I was very disappointed in the limited extras. The accompanying documentary was more of a teaser; I don’t think it was even a half-hour long.

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“A Cross in Flanders,” G. Rostrevor Hamilton

A Cross in Flanders

In the face of death, they say, he joked–he had no fear;
His comrades, when they laid him in a Flanders grave,
Wrote on a rough-hewn cross–a Calvary stood near–
“Without a fear he gave

“His life, cheering his men, with laughter on his lips.”
So wrote they, mourning him. Yet was there only one
Who fully understood his laughter, his gay quips,
One only, she alone–

She who, not so long since, when love was new-confest,
Herself toyed with light laughter while her eyes were dim,
And jested, while with reverence despite her jest
She worshipped God and him.

She knew–O Love, O Death!–his soul had been at grips
With the most solemn things. For she, was she not dear?
Yes, he was brave, most brave, with laughter on his lips,
The braver for his fear!

–G. Rostrevor Hamilton

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