Apparently an audience from 1951 to this book in the mid-70s found misprints hilarious. They're mildly amusing at best. The cartoons by R. Taylor areApparently an audience from 1951 to this book in the mid-70s found misprints hilarious. They're mildly amusing at best. The cartoons by R. Taylor are good; he picks the funniest of this ho-hum stuff to illustrate....more
There is a lot of fascinating stuff here, but some of this is BS - the idea that a playwright putting any notes on how to deliver a line is robbing thThere is a lot of fascinating stuff here, but some of this is BS - the idea that a playwright putting any notes on how to deliver a line is robbing the director and actors of their work... Um, there are several ways I could say "Good idea." To deny a playwright to power of tone is ludicrous. We always say it's not what you say, it's how you say it - that is a vital tool for playwrights! Her hatred of gerund titles...why? Her idea that plays don't need story or arc or tension or conflict, just interesting moments...that's called stand-up... Plays can break rules and they can tell stories, but to say they shouldn't do one of those things in the interest of the other is just dumb.
She does have a lot of good ideas here, and some just plain moronic ones, too....more
If you put Weiss's play within the context of theater history, you can see how significant it is. He forwards Shakespeare's and Brecht's "play withinIf you put Weiss's play within the context of theater history, you can see how significant it is. He forwards Shakespeare's and Brecht's "play within a play" alienation in a more modern play. He created a sort of staging that allowed theater to separate itself from film, the be particularly theatrical.
The residents of a French asylum reenact the demise and assassination of one of their great revolutionary leaders, Jean-Paul Marat. The director of the asylum is using this art to rehabilitate these very lunatic people. The problem is that he's put the play's writing and producing into the hands of Marquis de Sade - the French nobleman jailed for most of his life for writing indecent, pornographic works. (His works are filled with blood and violence and sex - he is where we get the word Sadism.)
Sade knew Marat, and he casts himself as a character who steps into the play to make his points. Also, when the play turns violent, Sade and the director of the asylum debate. Sade also uses the actors to debate. The director's wife and child - there for political reason, to show that the inmates are safe - sit at the side, watching the play.
Sade's basic premise - and possibly Weiss's - is that there are no successful formal revolutions - that all true revolutions must be bloody, violent destruction of the old to keep the patterns from re-emerging in the new regimes. He espouses total anarchy. Marat argues for war that will lead to peace - planned destruction for the sake of construction. Sade says that even attempting this is madness - using proof of Napoleon's despotic rise to power as proof. Of course, it gets ugly in the asylum.
One of the ironies is that Sade was a nobleman saved from beheading in the revolution by his passionate speech for a fallen French hero. The truth is, that if Sade weren't so eloquent, he would've face the guillotine just like most other French nobles.
There is much talk about the alienation of the play. I disagree that this is strictly Brechtian alienation - the actors do not reveal themselves outside of their characters. This is more play-within-a-play. Weiss writes copious notes at how the cast creates elaborate scenery using their bodies for door and the various asylum bathroom accoutrement for props.
That being said, there is a certain formalism to the play - in the words and their presentation. There is also a datedness in the language - this feels like a play of the 1960s. The mad people in the cast are given text and action that let them wildly act out their craziness instead of grounding their mental illnesses and maladies in reality - it's very showy stuff. If I were to direct Marat/Sade (as it's called in short) - I would work to bring more realism, naturalism that slowly boils down into mental instability as the play wears on. The play is also probably a little longer than it needs to be - being written at a time where people felt that a two-hour brilliant play was good but a two-and-a-half-hour brilliant play was getting their money's worth.
Overall, it's a play worth reading (or see the 1967 film version) for any theater person, to understand its significance in moving from formal realism of 1950s theater into a more stage-oriented and imaginative work....more
David Mitchell (Cloud Atlas) write very elaborate long books - like several novellas strung together. He's a great writer. I just wish there was moreDavid Mitchell (Cloud Atlas) write very elaborate long books - like several novellas strung together. He's a great writer. I just wish there was more unity in everything I read. Most of the stories only have a passing connection to the two factions fighting for control of humans. The rest of this is taken up with 80s finance, the Persian Gulf war, the destruction of the Earth by global warming, etc. The main story is Clive Barker territory; the rest is a group of well-written tangents....more
I have to say there’s something utterly fascinating and different here. Murakami uses clean, tight sentences to describe Tokyo at night. He narrates eI have to say there’s something utterly fascinating and different here. Murakami uses clean, tight sentences to describe Tokyo at night. He narrates everything as if we’re watching a film. So, there’s very little going into characters’ heads, understanding their thoughts and feelings. There is mostly narration, describing what we see, our point of view – how our eyes like cameras moves around scenes and characters. This will frustrate some people, the lack of emotion. I found it intriguing, and it made for a very breezy, easy read.
There are reasons I wouldn’t give this five stars. I think sometimes the translation from Japanese to English is frequently clunky. I feel a better translator would’ve reorganized some of the phrases so they wouldn’t sound clunky. Secondly, Murakami breaks his own rule a couple of times, actually briefly going into the thoughts of his characters for reasons I couldn’t fathom – the moments were big but they broke up his narrative trick, and these moments weren’t thematically relevant to the larger story. I also felt that some threads and stories weren’t entirely closed up, but I think Murakami was aiming for that. There is, truthfully, less emotional involvement in this writing style, so I don’t think it has the power to let the reader get swept up.
I still think it’s a nifty read. This is my first Murakami, and I think I get the world’s fascination with him. I will be trying more of his stuff! ...more
More from David Sedaris – he still makes me laugh every so often. I actually appreciate when he goes darker and weirder – like his visit to a creepy EMore from David Sedaris – he still makes me laugh every so often. I actually appreciate when he goes darker and weirder – like his visit to a creepy English taxidermist, Sedaris’ reaction is hilarious and unexpected. His letters in other characters’ voices are also very funny. It’s a quick read....more
There’s no doubt Glass writes some beautiful sentences - “Saints are merely tyrants in the kingdom of virtue.” However, this new novel, which borrowsThere’s no doubt Glass writes some beautiful sentences - “Saints are merely tyrants in the kingdom of virtue.” However, this new novel, which borrows characters from her National Book Award winner Three Junes, just doesn’t gel.
First of all, the main character isn’t compelling; his struggles in unemployment are apparently caused by not knowing who his father is. I didn’t ever sense the connection between his unknown father and his unemployment or that his search would solve anything in his life.
Secondly, Glass jumps from this protagonist’s story to others repeatedly, so the book meanders far off course. The main “problem” seems pushed to the side so often, I was wondering if Glass would ever get back to it. When she does, the culmination is sort of a letdown – a bit of deus ex machine.
I sense Glass was trying to explore something about how families are formed – how we overlap, how we create these connections. It’s a noble thought, but it’s also simple, having been explored many times before. (I would suggest Armistead Maupin explored this way better decades ago.)
I loved Three Junes and I See You Everywhere. All of her other books I found at least enjoyable. Glass has loads of talent, a real gift with language, but I wish she’d made a more compelling conflict, raised more difficult questions, and stuck more closely to the main story here. This is, unfortunately, the first book of hers I wouldn’t recommend. ...more
Like all of his other books, Michael Cunningham's The Snow Queen has such a rich, eloquent use of language. This is a short novel about two brothers aLike all of his other books, Michael Cunningham's The Snow Queen has such a rich, eloquent use of language. This is a short novel about two brothers and the women in their lives, all searching for transcendent experiences. My issue is that this urbane, little novel doesn't have enough depth to it. Lots of people talking to themselves and each other, not much else.
Tyler uses drugs to help him write music and deal with the fact that his fiancé Beth is dying of cancer. He's in his mid-forties, still hoping for a career in music. Barrett, his smart, gay, witty, but lackadaisical younger brother, fails both at romance and career. However, Barrett has an amazing experience walking home one night; a light seems to descend from heaven and envelop Barrett for a moment. Does this have to do with saintly Beth, dying of cancer? The men both confide their stories in Beth's best friend and business partner, Liz, a no-nonsense woman in her early 50s, using younger men for thrills and sexual release.
I love that the novel is quintessentially NYC (like Cunningham's last short novel, Before Nightfall). I also love that Cunningham leaves so much of the fantastic element up to the readers' interpretation.
Tyler, the drug-addicted musician, may be one of Cunningham's best characters ever. Alternately lying to himself about his drug use, ignoring his grief, and struggling for creativity, Tyler seems fully realized.
I wish I could say the same for the rest of the characters and the plot. Barrett's story lacks arc - only three or four things cross his path the entire five years of this novel. The women, unfortunately fare worse - falling into iconography as angels or whores. It feels like these females aren't living fully without enough story - plot and want - to propel them.
The plot as a whole is also a little too thin; novels can be about extraordinary ordinary things, but there needs to be more to the characters and storyline to drive things forward. Too much here is related in disjointed internal monologue, told in third person. Small, beautiful moments - like Barrett's with a young, nervous bride-to-be - are absolutely lovely, but they don't have any attachment to the larger story. The imagery from Hans Christian Anderson's The Snow Queen runs throughout, but it also seems disjointed to the larger story. It's as if Cunningham didn't only leave the interpretation of spirituality and connectedness up to the reader; he threw in small, unattached happenstance to see if the reader would create meaning to this, also.
I love Cunningham. His sentences are beautiful. I just wish there was more character and plot to this book, less random internal monologue, more drive....more
I totally get why this is a classic, a comment on the changing of philosophy between generations, and the longing to not give up one's youthful vigorI totally get why this is a classic, a comment on the changing of philosophy between generations, and the longing to not give up one's youthful vigor for age. I was a little frustrated at the long arguments about nihilism, but I understand that is a conceit of this book and certainly gives this book its specific place in history. I also love what it says about the affairs and romances of Russians in the 1800s - men were considered for their beauty almost as much as women, and men could romance women even if those women were married or attached to the romancer's brother. Fun read!...more
Though very detailed, it's also horribly Catholic in interpretation. He tries to back up his point, but he also never finds anything that might argueThough very detailed, it's also horribly Catholic in interpretation. He tries to back up his point, but he also never finds anything that might argue against his own view....more
This is a seriously wonderful book, written concisely, with Bryson’s congenial wit. It outlines how very little we truly know about Shakespeare the maThis is a seriously wonderful book, written concisely, with Bryson’s congenial wit. It outlines how very little we truly know about Shakespeare the man, as it also shows the errors in the rampant conspiracy theories that he wasn’t the author of his plays.
The first point Bryson outlines is that the most of what we know of Shakespeare is through his plays, a chunk of which were only published seven years after his death. Little else survives – six signatures (all with different spellings of his own name), a will, some court documents, and mentions in contemporary writings – that’s about it. Most of what has been presented about the Bard is mere, flimsy conjecture. The largest portion of Shakespeare’s biography can be considered lost to history. We’re not even sure how he pronounced his own name.
Bryson succinctly describes both Elizabethan and Jacobean London and its affect on theatre and Shakespeare’s plays. Spelling words only one way was a boring endeavor for writers and press people at the time; Shakespeare’s first published works are full of both good and terrible interpretations, spellings, additions, and deletions. Violence and political uprising was a regular occurrence that also found its way into the writing. Disease and death, love and the boring prosy of daily life make their appearances.
Bryson also outlines the glories and faults with Shakespeare’s writing, often as it was filled with geographic errors, long-windedness, and lack of definitive version. Bryson acknowledges that actors and others who Shakespeare collaborated with Shakespeare affected the text. (We know he did collaborate some, but on what and with whom is at least a partial mystery. There’s still a chance that some other known and to-be-discovered plays are at least partially Shakespeare’s – including Love’s Labour Won, the major “lost” play…or it could be another title for a known play, as titles shifted to attract new audiences.)
I learned a lot from this slim book. I devoured it in about two days. I am not really writing a review as I am leaving notes here on what will stick with me. ...more
So much has been written about him, and I get that he redefined horror, adding several new mythologies. I don't feel the need to review this in depth.So much has been written about him, and I get that he redefined horror, adding several new mythologies. I don't feel the need to review this in depth.
I will only point out my specific opinion. My issue is that his writing style is florid and thick - not easy on the reader at all. He doesn't provide air, choosing a style with very little dialogue. Many sentences run on. He utilizes LOTS of passive sentences, with multiple dependent and independent clauses. I think he was trying to up the fear by writing in a claustrophobic style, but I got quickly tired reading it. It didn't "sail," and I noticed I was furrowing my brows and rereading sentences repeatedly.
I personally loved "The Lurking Fear" and think it would make a cool movie, if someone did it well. There were several others I liked. The Cthulu mythos - I think the only reason it's survived is because it was a relatively new and nihilistic type of horror. I like the ideas, but again, the style wore me out.
That's all I'll say. I'm sure that's enough to start an endless dialogue on why I'm wrong....more