Thursday, January 20, 2011
"BLACK SWAN" - A WILD EMOTIONAL RIDE
A couple of nights ago, Grandpère and I went to see "Black Swan". GP pushed me to go, which surprised me, because I didn't think he'd care to see a ballet movie. The ratings were positive, for the most part, and I was happy to go.
What a wild emotional ride the movie turned out to be. We were both swept up in the experience and stayed with it until the end. "Black Swan" has been described as a psychosexual thriller, and that's about right. I'll try my best not to give away too much of the story, as I write about the movie. Wonder of wonders, Grandpère, who has never been to a ballet, now says that he would like to see a ballet. For him, the film was a conversion experience.
Across the board, the principal actors gave fine performances. Natalie Portman, as Nina Sayers, an aspiring ballerina, was amazing. I read that she did 90% of the dancing in the movie. She and Mila Kunis, who played Lily, Nina's rival/friend (in an impressive performance!), both spent several months practicing and getting into shape to play their roles as dancers.
The artistic director of the ballet company to which both Nina and Lily belong, Thomas Leroy (Victor Cassel), plucks Nina from the corps de ballet to dance, according to tradition, the dual starring roles of Odette/Odile, the good white swan and the evil black swan. Leroy is confidant of Nina's ability to dance the part of Odette, but he harbors doubts that Nina has what it takes to dance the evil Odile. Lily is chosen as the understudy.
Barbara Hershey (Erica Sayers) as the creepy, smothering, former ballet-dancer stage mother of Nina was outstanding, as were Winona Ryder (Beth Macintyre), in a cameo role as the aging ballerina, edged out of the limelight, and Vincent Cassel (Thomas Leroy) as the artistic director.
Benjamin Millepied plays David, Nina's dance partner in "Swan Lake". The real-life Natalie Portman is now engaged to Millepied. and the two are expecting a baby.
The cinematography, which was shot in cinema verité style, is terrific, as is the score for the film, with Tchaikovsky's wonderful music for the ballet woven in. All the excellence is pulled together by the director Darren Aronofsky from a screenplay by Mark Heyman and Andres Heinz.
Make no mistake, the movie put us through an emotional wringer and won't be soon forgotten. The film is many-layered, and I know I missed out on a good many details in certain scenes. After GP and I left, and we questioned each other, "What really happened there and there?" We answered some, but not all of the questions that we posed one to the other, and, about certain scenes, we concluded that there may be no one answer.
I highly recommend the movie, although I expect it won't be everyone's cup of tea. But keep in mind that GP and I have fairly different tastes in movies, and we'd both like to see the film again.
THE LOW ANTHEM - "CHARLIE DARWIN"
Thanks to AmyJ for the push to do what I was already thinking about doing. I've posted the video before, but I like the song, and I like the stop-action video.
BLOGGER'S BLOCK?
Is there such a thing? I don't know, but I'm having a hard time writing and posting lately, even posts that are mostly quotes and a link. It doesn't help that I've been heavily involved in the maintenance of me with various visits to doctors, tests, etc., really boring stuff, but stuff that's got to be done. I'm past the family physician, the blood work, the eye specialist, and the audiologist, with only the dentist and the mammogram left to pursue. Imagine how I look forward to the white-knuckle time in the dentist's chair and having my breasts squeezed by a heartless machine. I haven't had the courage to even make the appointments yet, but I will, and soon.
Tomorrow, Grandpère and I are off, bright and early, to New Orleans for sweet William's Grandparents' Day at his school with a mass scheduled at nine o'clock in the morning. Groan...not for spending the morning with William, but for the early hour. Why not an afternoon mass and visit?
Yesterday, on the way to New Orleans for my appointment with the ophthalmologist, I listened to a gorgeous CD of arias sung by the late Swedish tenor, Jussi Björling, titled "The Ultimate Collection", which was a gift to me from Cathy, my friend, fellow-traveler, and fellow survivor of MadChauffeur's driving. On the way home, I listened to The Low Anthem's "Oh My God CharlieBrown Darwin", different music, but satisfying, too. (Added: Can you believe my mistake?)
Since I was stuck in 5 mpr traffic due to road work for miles on the way to NO, I was grateful for the presence of Jussi's lovely voice. I was also 30 minutes late for my appointment, but everyone in the office was quite nice about my tardiness.
Catharsis! The post was good for me. Was it good for you? Nevermind. Don't answer the question. I probably should have written and saved what's here permanently to draft form and never let it see the light of day, but here it is, for all the world to see. Perhaps, I'm now unblocked. We shall see.
Tomorrow, Grandpère and I are off, bright and early, to New Orleans for sweet William's Grandparents' Day at his school with a mass scheduled at nine o'clock in the morning. Groan...not for spending the morning with William, but for the early hour. Why not an afternoon mass and visit?
Yesterday, on the way to New Orleans for my appointment with the ophthalmologist, I listened to a gorgeous CD of arias sung by the late Swedish tenor, Jussi Björling, titled "The Ultimate Collection", which was a gift to me from Cathy, my friend, fellow-traveler, and fellow survivor of MadChauffeur's driving. On the way home, I listened to The Low Anthem's "Oh My God Charlie
Since I was stuck in 5 mpr traffic due to road work for miles on the way to NO, I was grateful for the presence of Jussi's lovely voice. I was also 30 minutes late for my appointment, but everyone in the office was quite nice about my tardiness.
Catharsis! The post was good for me. Was it good for you? Nevermind. Don't answer the question. I probably should have written and saved what's here permanently to draft form and never let it see the light of day, but here it is, for all the world to see. Perhaps, I'm now unblocked. We shall see.
STORY OF THE DAY - GOOD JUMPER
I'm a good jumper, he said, but I'm not
so good at landing. Maybe you should
stay closer to the ground then, I said &
he shook his head & said the ground
was the whole problem in the first
place.
From StoryPeople.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
UPDATE ON AILEEN
From Sally Boyd
Begin forwarded message:From her husband, Mike, at 10 p.m., 1/18/11:
One step forward. One step back. Incredibly, Aileen's kidneys suddenly started working 2 days after kidney doc said they were probably done! So much so, that the doc took her off of dialysis today!! However, they had to reopen the incision as the internal bleeding caused some of the infection to move around the incision. She is in much pain and is on a pain medicine drip. Major infection concern, again. Please continue prayers.
Sally Boyd is the priest who ministers to Aileen and Mike.
May God the Father bless you, God the Son heal you, God the Holy Spirit give you strength. May God the holy and undivided Trinity guard your body, save your soul, and bring you safely to his heavenly country; where he lives and reigns for ever and ever. Amen.
O God, give to Mike and all who watch and wait with Aileen strength and courage during this difficult time. Surround them with your presence in the power of your Holy Spirit that they may trust in your everlasting love.
From Ann.
Please pray for Judy.
O God, the strength of the weak and the comfort of sufferers: Mercifully accept our prayers, and grant to your servant Judy the help of your power, that her sickness may be turned into health, and our sorrow into joy; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.Prayer request from Muthah+
R. I. P. CAROLYN WAGNER - GAY RIGHTS PIONEER
From the Arkansas Times:
Carolyn Wagner, the feisty Fayetteville mother whose struggle to stop gay and lesbian bullying in schools resulted in a landmark legal agreement, has died in Tulsa after a long struggle with cancer, liver failure and hepatitis she acquired through a blood transfusion.
Wagner filed a complaint with the Office of Civil Rights of the United States Department of Education in 1997, saying that her son William had endured years of homophobic harassment and bullying while a student in the Fayetteville School District, resulting in a broken nose and other injuries. Wagner and her son claimed school officials and teachers turned a blind eye to the abuse. In 1998, the OCR reached an agreement with Fayetteville School District which forced both OCR and the school district to recognize the harassment of gays and lesbians as falling under Title IX, which prohibits sexual harassment and discrimination. It was the first case in which Title IX was deemed to cover gay and lesbian bullying.
Wagner's victory in her struggle to protect her son is considered a milestone in the gay and lesbian community — so much so that it has been immortalized in song.
Thanks to Dave Adkins (Arkansas Hillbilly) for the link. Dave has a new blog called Hillbilly Cooking.
WHAT HAPPENED IN MY BIRTH YEAR?
I've Received E-Mails About The Year Of My Birth before...
This One Is Completely Different!
Give It A Try And Click The Link Below.
Very Interesting!!! Just enter the year of your birth in the box and watch history unfold!
What Happened In My Birth Year?
From Doug. I thought it was interesting. I found out that my birth year is the same as Leonard Cohen, Alan Bates, and Dame Edna.
UPDATE: I added a picture of a 1932-34 Ford Model B from my birth year, 1934. Padre Mickey, who is a mere youth, gave me the idea. Picture from Wikipedia.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
DUVALIER CHARGED WITH CORRUPTION AND EMBEZZLEMENT
From the New York Times:
"[A] good start." We shall see.
Pray for the people of Haiti. Pray for peace in Haiti.
Haitian prosecutors presented formal charges of corruption and embezzlement against the former dictator Jean-Claude Duvalier on Tuesday, raising the level of uncertainty surrounding his abrupt emergence from exile this week.
The case, which involves acts that he is accused of committing before fleeing the country nearly 25 years ago, was presented at the end of a dramatic day during which Mr. Duvalier, one of Haiti’s most polarizing figures, was escorted by heavily armed police officers out of his hotel. Clusters of supporters shouted in outrage, calling for “revolution” and threatening to burn the country down.
Mr. Duvalier, 59, wearing a pin-stripe suit and looking fragile, waved back with one hand while he held onto his companion, Véronique Roy, with the other.
As the police convoy made its way downtown, Mr. Duvalier’s supporters cheered from the roadside. Some tried to block the procession by heaving chunks of concrete and garbage containers onto the road. The crowds eventually thinned, and Mr. Duvalier arrived at a courthouse without further incident.
....
Amnesty International offered muted praise about Haiti’s decision to pursue a case against Mr. Duvalier, calling it a good start.
“If true justice is to be done in Haiti,” the group said in a statement, “the Haitian authorities need to open a criminal investigation into Duvalier’s responsibility for the multitude of human rights abuses that were committed under his rule, including torture, arbitrary detentions, rape, enforced disappearances and extrajudicial executions.”
"[A] good start." We shall see.
Pray for the people of Haiti. Pray for peace in Haiti.
WHEN WE WERE AT CAMBRIDGE...
...for a week....
The post includes many links, but you can follow the story without clicking the links. I included them for those of you who want to know a little more about the places named.
A few days ago, as he was going through papers, Grandpère found our packets from our seminars/vacation at Cambridge University in 1992. The subject of GP's seminar was The Cambridge History of WWII; the American Air Force in England, lecturer, Roger Freeman, from Suffolk, England. My seminar was titled Shakespeare and the Globe Theatre; King Lear, Hamlet, and Macbeth, lecturer, G. Frederick Parker.
Pictured below are the students in the two seminars, as you see, none of us were in the first bloom of youth back in 1992. Grandpère is in the last row, second from left, standing next to the dreamy Jeremy. He was one of the best-looking young men I've ever seen, and he was as good as he was beautiful. He was a student at the university then, and he served as a sort of guide and solver of mini-problems for our groups. There I be in the second row, third from left. The photo was taken in the Old Court at Corpus Christi College, where our lecture rooms were located.
We stayed in rooms at St. Catharine's College, a suite really, as we had a sitting room, bedroom, bath, and small kitchen - nothing elegant, but comfortable and serviceable. We thought perhaps a tutor stayed there during term.
The title of my seminar was not entirely accurate, because the lectures included:
I'd reread, studied really, the three tragedies, so I was unprepared for some of the other plays, since it had been quite a while since I'd read them or seen them performed. But there were no exams or grades, so I listened, learned, and enjoyed. The courses were offered for credit through a university in the US, but we would have had to meet with a tutor and write a paper, which neither GP nor I wanted to do.
One evening, we saw an abbreviated version of Hamlet, the First Quarto, 1603 performed by the Medieval Players. The shorter version of the play was the first published, even before the famed First Folio.
The action-packed drama included lots of sword play and no dithering "To be or not to be...." Hamlet. Since I tend to get impatient with the character Hamlet and find myself thinking, "Just get on with it!", I confess that I very much enjoyed the shortened version. One packet included a sort of playbill, with fascinating information, so I plan to devote a future post to quotes from the playbill.
Our lecturer informed us that the actors in Shakespeare's time were most often not given the complete text of the play, but only their parts and their cues, because there were no copyright laws at the time. What was to prevent anyone from producing the dramatist's play, making money off it, and even passing the play off as one's own work?
During the week, we traveled to Southwark to visit the Shakespeare Memorial at Southwark Cathedral, and the site of the New Globe Theatre, where construction had begun only the year before. The theatre was constructed bay by bay, as the donations came in. If memory serves, two bays were finished by the time of our visit, so we had an idea what the completed theater would look like. Some years later, I saw a performance of The Comedy of Errors at the Globe.
GP was well prepared for his seminar because he is a buff - a World War II buff - and he's read the history and biographies of the period over many years. GP's group visited Bassingbourn Airbase, the base of the US Eighth Army Air Force. In the photo below, GP is at the gun of a B-17 Flying Fortress, in his glory, as you see by the smile on his face. The visit to Bassingbourn was surely one of the high spots of the week for GP. The group also visited the Imperial War Museum at Duxford and the Cambridge American Cemetery and Memorial.
We dined in hall, as they say, at least once or twice, as I remember the fellows sitting at the high table on a platform, and the plebeians, meaning us, at the lower tables. Other times, we had our own place in another dining room, because I remember dinner and definitely breakfast in a more relaxed atmosphere.
Our package for the seminar included breakfast and dinner, with lunch on our own. So far as we can recall, the food at Corpus Christi was tasty, and we had good lunches at pubs in and around Cambridge. I remember one pub particularly, which was right on the River Cam with a beautiful view from the bay window near us.
Below is a scan of the menu for our "Gala Dinner" on the last night of the seminars. Before dinner, we had champagne outside in the court.
In this post, which took me ages to put together, I haven't even mentioned the beauty of the buildings of the university, such as the exquisite Wren Library at Trinity College, the interior of which is pictured below, Evensong at King's College Chapel, or the lovely walks along the River Cam, or the beautiful Botanic Garden, or the wonderful exhibit of William Blake paintings from the Bible, especially those from the Book of Revelation, at the Fitzwilliam Museum.
What a lovely week all around, and what a wonderful time Grandpère and I had reminiscing about our time in Cambridge as I put together this post.
Photo of the New Globe Theatre from Wikipedia.
The post includes many links, but you can follow the story without clicking the links. I included them for those of you who want to know a little more about the places named.
View over Trinity College, Gonville and Caius, Trinity Hall and Clare College towards King's College Chapel, seen from St John's College chapel. On the left, just in front of King's College chapel, is the University Senate House. Wikipedia
A few days ago, as he was going through papers, Grandpère found our packets from our seminars/vacation at Cambridge University in 1992. The subject of GP's seminar was The Cambridge History of WWII; the American Air Force in England, lecturer, Roger Freeman, from Suffolk, England. My seminar was titled Shakespeare and the Globe Theatre; King Lear, Hamlet, and Macbeth, lecturer, G. Frederick Parker.
Pictured below are the students in the two seminars, as you see, none of us were in the first bloom of youth back in 1992. Grandpère is in the last row, second from left, standing next to the dreamy Jeremy. He was one of the best-looking young men I've ever seen, and he was as good as he was beautiful. He was a student at the university then, and he served as a sort of guide and solver of mini-problems for our groups. There I be in the second row, third from left. The photo was taken in the Old Court at Corpus Christi College, where our lecture rooms were located.
We stayed in rooms at St. Catharine's College, a suite really, as we had a sitting room, bedroom, bath, and small kitchen - nothing elegant, but comfortable and serviceable. We thought perhaps a tutor stayed there during term.
The title of my seminar was not entirely accurate, because the lectures included:
"A Midsummer Night's Dream"
"As You Like It"
"Twelfth Night"
"Henry IV" & "Henry V"
"Hamlet"
"'This great stage of fools' - Shakespearean Tragedy"
"'The great globe itself....shall dissolve': The Tempest"
I'd reread, studied really, the three tragedies, so I was unprepared for some of the other plays, since it had been quite a while since I'd read them or seen them performed. But there were no exams or grades, so I listened, learned, and enjoyed. The courses were offered for credit through a university in the US, but we would have had to meet with a tutor and write a paper, which neither GP nor I wanted to do.
One evening, we saw an abbreviated version of Hamlet, the First Quarto, 1603 performed by the Medieval Players. The shorter version of the play was the first published, even before the famed First Folio.
The tragicall historie of Hamlet Prince of Denmarke by William Shake-speare. As it hath been diuerse times acted by his Highnesse seruants in the cittie of London: as also in the two vniuersities of Cambridge and Oxford, and else-where
At London: printed [by Valentine Simmes] for N. L. [Nicholas Ling] and Iohn Trundell, 1603.
[66] p.; 4o.
The action-packed drama included lots of sword play and no dithering "To be or not to be...." Hamlet. Since I tend to get impatient with the character Hamlet and find myself thinking, "Just get on with it!", I confess that I very much enjoyed the shortened version. One packet included a sort of playbill, with fascinating information, so I plan to devote a future post to quotes from the playbill.
Our lecturer informed us that the actors in Shakespeare's time were most often not given the complete text of the play, but only their parts and their cues, because there were no copyright laws at the time. What was to prevent anyone from producing the dramatist's play, making money off it, and even passing the play off as one's own work?
During the week, we traveled to Southwark to visit the Shakespeare Memorial at Southwark Cathedral, and the site of the New Globe Theatre, where construction had begun only the year before. The theatre was constructed bay by bay, as the donations came in. If memory serves, two bays were finished by the time of our visit, so we had an idea what the completed theater would look like. Some years later, I saw a performance of The Comedy of Errors at the Globe.
GP was well prepared for his seminar because he is a buff - a World War II buff - and he's read the history and biographies of the period over many years. GP's group visited Bassingbourn Airbase, the base of the US Eighth Army Air Force. In the photo below, GP is at the gun of a B-17 Flying Fortress, in his glory, as you see by the smile on his face. The visit to Bassingbourn was surely one of the high spots of the week for GP. The group also visited the Imperial War Museum at Duxford and the Cambridge American Cemetery and Memorial.
We dined in hall, as they say, at least once or twice, as I remember the fellows sitting at the high table on a platform, and the plebeians, meaning us, at the lower tables. Other times, we had our own place in another dining room, because I remember dinner and definitely breakfast in a more relaxed atmosphere.
Our package for the seminar included breakfast and dinner, with lunch on our own. So far as we can recall, the food at Corpus Christi was tasty, and we had good lunches at pubs in and around Cambridge. I remember one pub particularly, which was right on the River Cam with a beautiful view from the bay window near us.
Below is a scan of the menu for our "Gala Dinner" on the last night of the seminars. Before dinner, we had champagne outside in the court.
In this post, which took me ages to put together, I haven't even mentioned the beauty of the buildings of the university, such as the exquisite Wren Library at Trinity College, the interior of which is pictured below, Evensong at King's College Chapel, or the lovely walks along the River Cam, or the beautiful Botanic Garden, or the wonderful exhibit of William Blake paintings from the Bible, especially those from the Book of Revelation, at the Fitzwilliam Museum.
What a lovely week all around, and what a wonderful time Grandpère and I had reminiscing about our time in Cambridge as I put together this post.
Photo of the New Globe Theatre from Wikipedia.
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