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I promised myself that I would only review books worth recommending. What's the point of taking up time telling someone what NOT to read. But this book, I fear, is making me break my rule.
Jane Maas' entry into Advertising came a decade or more befor...more
I promised myself that I would only review books worth recommending. What's the point of taking up time telling someone what NOT to read. But this book, I fear, is making me break my rule.
Jane Maas' entry into Advertising came a decade or more before mine. A day closer to the "advertised" Peggy Olsen era of the first season of Mad Men. And for that alone, give the gal a star. It took guts. It wasn't easy 15 years later (it isn't easy now). And -- she was responsible for the I HEART NY campaign. Beautifully realized.
But her account of that industry, which was nothing short of cut-throat, and full of characters - unsavory and unethical and perfectly horrible while being utterly fascinating - is bland and buttoned up. Where - to put it in advertising terms - is the BEEF?
Maas admits to a small degree of sexism (female copywriters only covered 'domestic' products) but never really questions the culture that promotes the double standard and hangs on to the status quo for dear life. In fact, she holds Feminism out at arm's length, as though its seeping discontent might color the environment she's managed to navigate for herself. She touches on all kinds of things - from raises to marriage, to mothering, but always in a light, surface-skimming way. And if I felt it was dishonest, am I saying that she is dishonest? I don't think so.
Sadly, the women who managed to live in corporate environments (and many who still do), dealing with the belittling evidence of sexism every day, are either emotionally suited to the shallow end of the pool, or learn to look the other way and concentrate on problem-solving on behalf of their clients and collecting their pay checks - on behalf of themselves and their families. Either way, it's not the set-up for introspection, depth and truth telling. And where would a memoir be without those skills. Many of the ads Jane Maas created, she tells you with a strange sense of wry pride, were emblematic of the very problems we faced. Ads designed to provoke women's shame about grimy collars on husband's shirts, and spots on glasses. Mass doesn't really - not really - see the connection between her not being assigned an auto account and her presentation of women as servants. It's kind of stunning.
So - sadly, no. This is not the answer to MadMen. One look at Joan or Peggy's face will tell you that. This is the story of a perfectly nice women who didn't find those times 'so bad'. Which makes them not so interesting either.(less)
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As in the novel most feel was his masterpiece, "Ireland," in The Last Storyteller, the craft of storytelling is not only celebrated, it's gift-wrapped and presented in ways that feel important, and yet, personal and intimate.
For those who love the i...more
As in the novel most feel was his masterpiece, "Ireland," in The Last Storyteller, the craft of storytelling is not only celebrated, it's gift-wrapped and presented in ways that feel important, and yet, personal and intimate.
For those who love the idea of Once Upon a Time... this is the book for you!
Like all of Frank's books, the language is gorgeous. No doubt you expect me to say something like that. But really -- listen. This book is something...
The story is compelling and moving and full of all the things I hope to experience when reading - to be delighted and thrilled, taken over and moved. At least for me - and clearly for many of you, no one does it better.
And if Frank delivers that punch while also showing us to a time "when the geese were barefoot" or the "pigs ate apples off the trees"; if he recalls a time on earth that was created - "when God was in his twenties.." so much the better.
'The Last Storyteller' is, as you may have read, the culmination of what he calls his Venetia Trilogy, the thirty-year, three-book saga of Ben McCarthy and his lost-and-found beloved wife, Venetia Kelly (Venetia Kelly's Traveling Show, The Matchmaker of Kenmare). That this story was designed, as myth, to reflect the passionate, difficult, often misguided quest- for-civility of Ireland itself, during those turbulent years, may be lost on some. I hope not. But the beauty of the books themselves should be lost on no one. The miracle to me is that each of the novels is a kind of triumph on their own. One doesn't need to read them all, I suppose. But what a joy to do so.
On every level, 'The Last Storyteller' delivers the goods. As a stand alone; as the natural resolution to Ben's story; as a window to the more recent history of Ireland; as an example of The Voice that began in an oral tradition and became what we know as literature; and as a fully-expressed, beautifully crafted and well designed myth that shows us the power of desire, the need to move forward in life, and the redemption of love over all evil. It's a heck of a book.(less)
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Such a lovely book. My fear is that younger people may not feel drawn to a book about an older man in widow-weeds and the loves he's lost and found. And what a sad mistake that would be.
I didn't have much in common with Mrs. Dalloway when I found her...more
Such a lovely book. My fear is that younger people may not feel drawn to a book about an older man in widow-weeds and the loves he's lost and found. And what a sad mistake that would be.
I didn't have much in common with Mrs. Dalloway when I found her. Nor with Virginia either, I might say; but I would have missed one of my favorite stories. It made me look at so many things - from choosing flowers and planning a party to missing my own past - differently. And the same goes for Joe Chapin and Piet Hanema. Not my age, not my gender, not even my time. But their trials and troubles are indelibly inked in my memory, as though they were real. As only a great writer might have done. And their lessons colored my choices, as sure as someone living.
And so, we find Edward Schuyler, adrift as we might imagine ourselves to be someday, sooner or later, without the mirror we've depended upon to see our own reflection in the world. Will he transcend grief? Is life, without the one you love, worth living? Or has loving and being loved so much and so deeply, given you the strength and the courage to stay open to life itself? These aren't lessons of age or gender. But they are among the lessons of novelists, and the greater the writer, the truer the emotional freight. The more powerful the landing. The more indelible the message.
So - if you love this book, consider giving it to someone you think might be unlikely to read it. Someone who is not sixty-two and afraid of being alone. Someone who might decide, in their twenty-ninth year, not to be afraid of losing love, and in doing so, might find in love more depth or comfort or peace than they would have - without Hilma Woltzer's beautiful example.(less)
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" It doesn't seem possible that Diana Ross even walked into a place that looks like Hitsville - but there you go. And -- If I believed in Heaven, it WOU...more
It doesn't seem possible that Diana Ross even walked into a place that looks like Hitsville - but there you go. And -- If I believed in Heaven, it WOULD look like Capri. And -- CS, you are NOT the worst blogger in all of Authordom; that sad prize is mine. But my resolution is to be 'better'. Thank you for these lovely snaps. dm(less)
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Brilliant. Smart. Honest. Deep. Witty. Charming. Beautifully written. And - a wonderful read.
I loved every page. Didn't want it to end.
I even went downtown to Prune to bask in the experience of the venue she wrote so lovingly about -- and I loved i...more
Brilliant. Smart. Honest. Deep. Witty. Charming. Beautifully written. And - a wonderful read.
I loved every page. Didn't want it to end.
I even went downtown to Prune to bask in the experience of the venue she wrote so lovingly about -- and I loved it as much as I'd loved Hamilton's words. In fact, the warmth of the place, the ease and welcome of every person on the staff, the table of four men digging into marrow bones and chattering in French near the door, the narrow room, the Beaux Arts bar, the perfect Negroni -- all of it felt familiar. So complete and true was her description of the place and its place in her life.
If you love food -- if you love smart, gutsy women -- if you love the idea of creating a life that doesn't look anything like one you were promised in a women's magazine - but (instead) fits you to a tee - you will be inspired by this book.
Don't miss it.(less)
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" I am kind of amazed that so many Goodreads-readers, whom I think of as pretty savvy and erudite, just didn't 'get' this book.
It's a light hand, to be...more
I am kind of amazed that so many Goodreads-readers, whom I think of as pretty savvy and erudite, just didn't 'get' this book.
It's a light hand, to be sure, but it completely reflects a quirky, bright, suburban American girl and the times in which she lived. That she became an iconic movie star and managed to hold on to the values, sweetness and quirky optimism of her youth, is her gift - and the charm of this book.
Keaton's deft management of memory and revelation, avoids dropping into self-indulgent bathos or name-dropping gossip (although I personally would have loved a little more of that name-dropping-gossip, as seen through the eyes of someone so original and perfectly positioned).
Nevertheless, movie star or not... Warren, Al and Woody, as boyfriends - or not... I think a lot of American women are going to see themselves reflected in this story of what it means to be a daughter and a mother; and what it means to lose the ones you love when they are your most reliable mirrors; and how the definition of women through the domestic and familiar is both damning and perhaps equally, the most emotionally-connected evidence of being alive. And I'd suggest that it's the very thing more men should begin to reach toward. But - "then again" - that's another story.(less)
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The Druid
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Frank Delaney (Goodreads Author)
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Masterful Blend of Dtory and Style
This review is from: The Druid (Frank Delaney Storytellers) (Kindle Edition) Understanding the nature and the rules of the Oral Tradition of storytelling is something Frank so eloquently illustrated in his best-sellin...more
Masterful Blend of Dtory and Style
This review is from: The Druid (Frank Delaney Storytellers) (Kindle Edition) Understanding the nature and the rules of the Oral Tradition of storytelling is something Frank so eloquently illustrated in his best-selling book, "Ireland"; bringing a traveling storyteller to our fireside and allowing us to be transfixed by a blend of story and style. It's a heady mixture, and one to which we willingly surrender.
In this brilliant, canny short-story, he shows us again how storytellers weave their own magic, full of subversive ideas, powerful images and the lyrical music of language.
And if you are like me, you will imagine the faces of your family and friends, glowing at the fireside - all of you collectively holding your breath at moments of tension, smiling at a particularly beautiful description, laughing out loud at the pure wizardry of great story-telling!(less)
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