Friday, December 21, 2012

Friday's Forgotten Books


THE FLIGHT OF THE FALCON by Daphne du Maurier
(Review by Deb)

This is one of Daphne du Maurier’s lesser-known works and, I would venture, one of her hardest to classify.  The novel’s Italian setting and the gothic, somewhat supernatural air might remind readers of her famous short story, “Don’t Look Now,” but the plot and characters couldn’t be more different.  There are extended flashbacks throughout the book and a very strong parallel between a city’s Renaissance past and its mid-1960s present.  I’ve read most of du Maurier’s work and I really can’t find an appropriate comparison between FALCON (published in 1965) and anything else she wrote.

The story concerns two brothers, Fabbio, the narrator, and his older brother, Aldo.  (There is a mild twist involving Aldo fairly early in the book, which I won’t spoil for those of you who haven’t read it. However, it is telegraphed rather clumsily, so few will be surprised when it occurs.)  Fabbio is employed as a guide for a company that provides package tours (which were just becoming popular at the time the book was written).  Although he performs his job with professional competence, Fabbio is a rather muted young man, lacking the passion and gusto for living often associated with the cliché of Italian manhood. When he is not working, Fabbio spends much of his time remembering his childhood during World War II in the town of Ruffano where his beautiful mother safeguarded her family by having affairs with first a German and later an American officer.  For many years, Fabbio has stayed away from Ruffano and its memories, but the murder of a former family servant in Rome leads him reluctantly back to his birthplace.

The town of Ruffano (which is entirely the product of du Maurier’s imagination, although it could be based on a number of cities in the alpine areas of Italy) possesses a mountainous geography and Renaissance architecture that make it both hauntingly beautiful and darkly ominous.  Some of the books best passages are du Maurier’s descriptions of the area’s buildings and terrain.  A palace built high in the mountains dominates the town; its highest point is a small balconied room (perhaps at one time a private chapel) which contains a 15th century painting of Christ being tempted by Satan to leap from the balcony and fly over the city.  At one point in Ruffano’s history, a mad Duke, known as the “Falcon,” actually jumped from the tower in an attempt to prove his divine nature. This rather heavy foreshadowing, coupled with the title of the book, will leave few readers guessing what the climax of the story will involve!

Fabbio’s brother, Aldo, a pilot during the war and a much more powerful and vibrant presence than his younger sibling, has established himself as a leader of the university students in Ruffano, gathering around him young people who he leads in a sort of cult of personality.  Aldo’s brand of leadership is looked upon with concern by the town’s authorities who have sharp memories of what happened to Italy during the war under the leadership of another charismatic personality. With the passion (and, some would say, the heedless self-righteousness) of the young, those under Aldo’s direction have formed a secret society that has been known to attack town leaders and people who have opposed their way of seeing things, although nothing can be tied directly back to Aldo. There is concern about an upcoming city-wide celebration and what the secret group might be planning to disrupt the proceedings.  This forthcoming event looms large over the rest of the story.

Once back in Ruffano, Fabbio (or “Beo”—“blessed”—as his childhood nickname would have it) is reunited with his brother.  Although he is supposed to be investigating the murder of the family servant, Fabbio is persuaded to quit his job as a tour guide and work in the university’s library helping to catalogue some very old books.  (For long stretches of the book, the murder that brought Fabbio back to Ruffano seems utterly forgotten.)  The library books, and the centuries-old documents found hidden within their pages, will play a role in the story as the past of the mad “Falcon” and the future of Ruffano (with Aldo as leader?) intertwine.  Aldo’s ease in manipulating his younger brother and Fabbio’s apparent passivity in the face of that manipulation will play out over the course of the novel especially in regards to two female characters:  Signora Butali, a married woman who Fabbio reverently regards as being Madonna-like, but who the reader infers is having an affair with Aldo, and Carla Raspa, a university teacher who is interested in Fabbio, who, in turn, is repulsed by Carla’s more aggressive personality and sexual experience.

The book has an odd subtext: Both homoerotic and homophobic at the same time.  There’s an obvious dominance-submission dynamic between Aldo and Fabbio, starting in their youth; several flashback passages describe the rather strange games the brothers played together—nothing of an actual sexual nature, but with a distinct erotic element.  Fabbio’s excessively uncritical admiration for and obsession with his older brother make it impossible for him to develop a mature relationship with a woman.  And yet, a minor gay character receives short shrift from Fabbio, who expresses disgust at the man’s orientation and lifestyle.  A most peculiar dichotomy—and perhaps indicative of du Maurier’s (and the era’s) own ambivalence toward the subject. It does, however, date the book badly and make it much more of a “time capsule” than many of her other books.

Eventually, the day of the celebration arrives. Various strands of the plot come together and the climax, hinted at throughout the book, takes place.  In some respects, the forces of order and civility triumph, but we’re not sure how Fabbio will eventually come to terms with what has happened.  THE FLIGHT OF THE FALCON is not one of du Maurier’s more successful novels:  The foreshadowing is heavy-handed and, despite some beautifully-descriptive passages of the Italian landscape and architecture, I would certainly not recommend it to someone unfamiliar with her work.  However, for someone who has read a number of her better-known works (such as REBECCA, MY COUSIN RACHEL, and THE BIRDS) and wants to read something completely different from the same author, THE FLIGHT OF THE FALCON would not be a bad choice, if only to show that even the most talented writer won’t hit one out of the park every time they’re up to bat.
This is one of theperhaps the two dozen books I have saved from my childhood. The book is dated 1924 and was published by Penn Publishing Company in Philadelphia. I am not sure how I came upon it (probably from some neighbor or relative) but I remember reading others in the series from our local library.

Alice Turner Curtis set this series of books, which took place during the Revolutionary War, in the thirteen colonies. (A Little Maid of Province Town; A Little Maid of Bunker Hill, A Little Maid of Old New York, etc.) Each of the Little Maid books is the story of an American girl during the Revolution, Miss Curtis tells us in the introduction. She goes on to say that "Children in 1778 were much like girls of today and they were fond of dolls, pets, games and little plays." I guess she wanted to assure potential readers that the books would not be too dry. There are some illustrations. The book seems to be written for girls between 6-10 although the language is more sophisticated than you might expect.

Curtis also set another series on the frontier and another during the Civil War. Altogether she seems to have published more than three dozen books.(Perhaps with some help).

I could find almost nothing about her online although some of these books are now available as ebooks.

Anyone out there remember these? I guess the American girl dolls are similar but in those days, the story was enough.

Sergio Angelini
Joe Barone 
Les Blatt
Bill Crider
Scott Cupp
Martin Edwards
Curt Evans
Randy Johnson
George Kelley
Margot Kinberg
B.V. Lawson
Evan Lewis
Steve Lewis
Todd Mason
Terrie Moran
Neer
J.F. Norris
David Rachels
James Reasoner
Richard Robinson
Gerard Saylor 
Michael Slind
Prashant Trikannad





Thursday, December 20, 2012

My Life at the Theater: A Skull In Connemara



Nice little prologue here courtesy of I don't know who but thanks.

We saw this at the Abreacht Theater in September, 2012. I am a sucker for Irish plays and this little theater put on a good production. Martin McDonagh is the playwright.  For one week each autumn, Mick Dowd is hired to dissenter the bones in a local cemetery to make room for new arrivals. As the time comes for him to dig up the bones of his dead wife, rumors begin to circulate about her sudden death seven years before. Really nice production.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Opening Credits: Zombieland


What Movie's Charms Elude You? LOVE ACTUALLY


I have watched this movie several times in an effort to understand why people are so bonkers about it? Call me a grinch but it but it doesn't work for me at all. Too many story lines that all seem underdeveloped and manipulative. And this is surprising because I love the cast. Maybe the third time will be the charm.

What movie, widely loved, eludes you? (Not necessarily Christmas films).

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Tuesday Night Music: Bonnie Raitt


Do Your Real Life Friends Believe in Your Online Friends?

 
Saturday night, at a dinner party, I mentioned someone I know online and everyone at the table looked at me as if I were crazy. This has happened many times over the years. People think I am imagining all of you.
This time however I was lucky enough to have a couple with me that had met an online friend (Brian Busby) in Canada this summer. So they were able to confirm that I was not crazy and these people actually existed. And these online friends were very nice normal people and not specters or weirdos.
Today another oddity. A woman with a popular blog died and many people wrote tributes to her. Most of them had never met her in person. And yet, they were extremely sad about her loss and wrote poignant memorials. She had extended her circle of friends enormously through her blog.
I suppose there were people in the past who only knew each other through letters as in that Charing Cross story, but on the whole, this is a new phenomenon. 

Do your friends react with horror or disbelief if you mention having online friends. I am not talking about writing a blog so much as having friends you met online. Do you think we are all odd to communicate this way? Now that I have met a few dozen of the people I knew first online, I have to say none of them are weird as much as my real life friends enjoy thinking it.


Forgotten Movies: SEND ME NO FLOWERS






This may not be the most romantic of the Doris Day and Rock Hudson movies, but it is one of the funniest. And it is more Rock's movie than Doris'. Made in 1964 it was the final film they made together and it was directed by Norman Jewison. A lifelong hypochondriac, Rock wrongly believes he is dying. Tony Randall lends his usual helping hand as Rock suffers from his misconception but still tries to do right for the soon to be widowed Doris. A very nice performance by Rock in this one. And Doris is always perfect.

Monday, December 17, 2012

TV Themes: Dr. Who


Congratulations to My Good Friend, Kieran Shea

Titan acquires dystopian debut

Titan Books has bought American author Kieran Shea’s dystopian debut novel Koko takes a Holiday, set in a “strange and brutal hyper-commercialised future world”.
Fiction editor Cath Trechman secured world English rights from Stacia Decker at the Donald Mass Agency, for a five-figure sum. Both a paperback and e-book are to be published in 2014, while the two-book deal will see the novel's sequel, Koko the Mighty, published the following year.
Described as a sci-fi, crime hybrid with a "touch of tenderness and savage charm", the book brings to life a world of “corporate violence, religious hypocrisy, environmental chaos, mercenary friendship and sometimes despite it all, love”.
Trechman said: “Koko Takes a Holiday had me hooked right from the start. Crazy, violent, witty and warm, Koko is a captivating heroine and Kieran’s energetic and stylish writing brings her irresistibly to life.”
Maryland based-Shea has already seen his work published in numerous specialist magazines and crime fiction anthologies including Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine, Thuglit Word Riot, Plots with Guns and Needle: A Magazine of Noir.
 
Crazy, violent, witty and warm, that about sums up Kieran too. It couldn't happen to a nicer guy.

Say Something Good About Detroit: Shaw Books



Shaw Books is located about three miles from my house and I never knew of its existence until last week when I saw a flyer for a sale pinned on the vacant Borders store down the block.
Part of the reason is that Shaw's is only open on Saturdays and by appointment. And the name is not very visible from the street. Two thirds of the shop is in Detroit, one third in Grosse Pointe Park.

Shaw’s Books is a buyer and seller of collectible books and ephemera in most subject areas. The 2,000 square foot book shop is located at 14932 Kercheval in Grosse Pointe Park, Michigan. The shop maintains an inventory of approximately 20,000 volumes. Although Shaw's is generalists relative to categories, they are especially strong in such areas as: Americana, Antiques & Collectibles, Art, Automotive, Aviation, Cookbooks, Decorative Arts, Fine Bindings, Golf, Great Lakes History, Illustrated, Literature, Maritime, Michigan History, Military, Performing Arts, and Sporting of all sorts. Sadly, not crime fiction. If you are interested in any of these categories, see below.

The business was established in 1983 by Hank Zuchowski and he is still proprietor.

It is a lovely collection of gorgeous books in congenial surroundings.

Did you ever run across a book store you didn't even know existed in your town. Amazing.
                                 Shaw´s Books
                               14932 Kercheval
                    Grosse Pointe Park, MI 48230
                   Website: www.shawsbooks.net
      Telephone: (313) 824-0816 or (313) 824-4932
                E-mail: shawsbooks@comcast.net


Sunday, December 16, 2012

Sunday Night Poetry: Frank O'Hara


What is the best novel or anthology of stories dealing with Christmas?

Probably we are not thinking of A CHRISTMAS CAROL or the Dylan Thomas piece here, but one from the crime fiction, fantasy, western or science fiction community. Or just not the usual choice.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Saturday Night Music: The Shirelles




There may have never been a group I loved more than the Shirelles at age 14. 

A Christmas Gift for me from me?


Be honest now. Have you ever while hunting for gifts for others, bought one for yourself? I have been tempted to do this many times, especially with books I see while shopping online and crave. Right now I am debating ordering the Patrick Melrose collection. So far I have resisted but my library doesn't own it and no one knows I want it so its not likely to turn up under the tree.

Or a CD sometimes. I may do it this year. Or I can pretend to order it for someone and just keep it.

I did it. I ordered a Charlotte Armstrong omnibus. Her name came up one time too many for my self-control.  How about you?

Friday, December 14, 2012

The Summing Up, Friday, December 14, 2012

A review of LINCOLN is up on Crimespree Cinema. 

The Summing Up, Friday, December 14, 2012

Patti Abbott, Blue Heaven, C.J. Box
Sergio Angelini  Murder at Cambridge, Q Patrick
Joe Barone, Rest You, Merry, Charlotte MacLeod
Les Blatt , The Westing Game, Ellen Raskin
Brian Busby , Murder in the Rough, Leslie Allen
Bill Crider, When the Killing Starts, Ted Wood
Scott Cupp  Trouble in Bugland, William Kotzwinkle
Martin Edwards, The Imposter, Helen McCloy
Curt Evans , The Ferguson Affair, Ross Macdonald
Jerry House, The Blank Wall, Elizabeth Sanxay Holding
Randy Johnson, The Aluminum Turtle, Baynard Kendrick
Nick Jones , The Deep Blue Goodbye; Nightmare in Pink, John D. MacDonald
George Kelley, Titus Cros, Brian Lumley
B.V. Lawson , Ambush for Anatol, John Sherman
Evan Lewis , Lost Adventures of the Continental Op, Dashiell Hammett
Steve Lewis Follow as the Night, Patricia McGerr
Todd Mason  WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TO THE CLASS OF '65? by David Wallechinsky and Michael Medved
J.F. Norris, Death on a Ferris Wheel, Aylwin Lee Martin
Deb Pfeifer, The Widower, Georges Simenon
James Reasoner, The Complete Color Terry and the Pirates Vol. 1, Milton Caniff
Richard Robinson. Roscoes in the Night, Robert Leslie Bellem
Gerard Saylor, Holmes on the Range, Steve Hockensmith
Ron Scheer, Agnes Christina Laut, The Freebooters of the Wilderness
Michael Slind, The Long Embrace, Judith Freeman
Kevin Tipple?Barry Ergang The Jugger, Richard Stark
TomCat, Holiday Mysteries
Zybahn , Song of Kali, Dan Simmons

Friday's Forgotten Books, Friday, December 14, 2012


Not exactly a forgotten book since C.J. Box's BLUE HEAVEN won the Edgar in 2009. But I have been meaning to read it and since I did, here is my review. This is a masterful book that manages to tell a fairly complex story in a completely lucid way. There is no fat in the story. It takes place over 48 hours and you can feel those hours ticking by at breakneck speed.
Two kids in northern Idaho watch the murder of a man, see that they've been spotted and are immediately on the run. They are lucky enough to find themselves in the barn of Jess Rawlins, a rancher who is one of the few good men left in his neck of the woods. He is also a hardluck guy who has lost almost everything. But Jess must hide the kids, figure out if their story is true, and determine just who the murderers are and why. Can he trust that what they think they saw really happened. And is it fair to keep the kids away from their worrying mother.
Blue Heaven is a term for the part of northern Idaho that is now a haven for ex-policeman. And some of those ex-policemen have taken over Jess's town for their own purposes. The is an exciting read and a nice introduction to this part of the country. Not a false step in the story and Box creates great villains and great heroes. Not an easy thing to do.


THE WIDOWER by Georges Simenon
(Review by Deb)
“He had just learned too much of the truth, all at once.”  --From THE WIDOWER
As much as I enjoy Simenon’s work, I occasionally find myself wishing he had spent more time developing the characters and expanding the action in some of his books.  He wrote at an incredibly fast pace and, as a result, sometimes his books seem abbreviated, ending abruptly without resolution.  THE WIDOWER (first published in 1959) is actually a case where the rapid-fire forward motion of the plot works in the book’s favor, because it gives the reader a sense of how reality is ceaselessly bombarding a man who has spent much of his life retreating from that very thing.  The book’s rat-a-tat-tat delivery, piling up of newly-uncovered facts upon facts, and the ambiguous ending perfectly reflect what is happening to the main character, a man who lacks the wherewithal to analyze or completely understand the devastating trauma that has taken place in his life.
At six in the evening on a busy Paris street, a commercial artist named Bernard Jeantet walks home in a very deliberate fashion (we later learn that one of his legs is shorter than the other and he walks with great care to hide it).  When he enters his apartment, he discovers that his wife, Jeanne, is not there.  His anxiety at her absence seems at first excessive—but, as he questions the concierge of his apartment building and an upstairs neighbor, we begin to understand that it was not only unusual for Jeanne not to be home when her husband returned from work, it has in fact never happened in the eight years of their marriage.  We also come to realize, as Bernard does not, that other people seem to know more about his wife’s movements than he does.
The very title of this book lets us know right away that Jeanne will not be walking back through the door to alleviate her husband’s growing panic.  Indeed, she is already dead—having committed suicide earlier in the day in a room at a luxe hotel known for its accommodation of trysting couples.  But neither Bernard nor the reader is aware of this and we follow Bernard’s efforts to locate his wife over the next few days (including reporting her missing to the police) while we learn in flashbacks of how the stolid Bernard and the pretty, decade-younger Jeanne came to meet and be married.
Eight years before, Jeanne was working as a prostitute in a run-down hotel across from Bernard’s apartment building.  From his window one evening, Bernard sees her being beaten and slashed by a pimp and comes to her rescue—literally picking her up from the gutter and bringing her to his tiny apartment to recuperate.  During Jeanne’s convalescence, the couple develops a (mostly non-sexual) relationship and eventually they marry.  A local police inspector, Gordes (possibly a Maigret stand-in, being described as rather large and a pipe smoker, with a somewhat cynical outlook), warns Bernard that marriage to a former prostitute will not be successful, but for eight years Bernard believes it has been.
After he marries Jeanne, not wanting to expose her to questions from others about her past life, Bernard cuts off most of the already limited contact he had with his family; and there is no indication that, apart from work colleagues, he ever had a close friend either before or after his marriage.  Jeanne does develop a friendship with the older woman who lives upstairs, but for the most part the couple lives in quiet solitude in the small apartment.  Gratitude on Jeanne’s part for Bernard’s kindness and concern on Bernard’s part that even the slightest disruption in their everyday routine would cause problems lead them to an extremely circumscribed existence.  Simenon carefully shows us what Bernard apparently can’t see—that he has effectively smothered and imprisoned his wife in a two-room apartment.
Bernard’s disabled legs are symbolic of his life:  Although he has learned to walk in a deliberate way that hides his disability, he still has damaged legs; much as while he navigates the elements of “normal” life, he is still a detached man whose only aspiration, beyond making sure that every day transpires just like every other day, is to create a new typeface that he will call the “Jeantet.”   Much of his spare time is spent on the development of this typeface and the apartment walls are covered with Bernard’s prototype letters—and not a single photograph of Jeanne.  Other than shopping for groceries, cooking meals, cleaning the apartment, and spending time with the upstairs neighbor, we do not know what Jeanne does with her time—and neither does Bernard.  It is enough for her incurious husband to know that Jeanne will be there, in the apartment, waiting for him, every evening when he returns from work.
When Jeanne’s body, clad in a white negligee upon a bed strewn with rose petals, is eventually discovered, Bernard feels compelled to understand what has happened—although he still does not see how any action on his part might have driven his wife back to her previous way of life, to a point where eventually she believed she had no other alternative than to kill herself.  As Bernard navigates the complex French bureaucracy for notifying the authorities of Jeanne’s death and arranging for her funeral (Simenon’s description of this overly-complicated procedure is incredibly detailed and feels utterly authentic), he encounters hostility from Jeanne’s money-hungry parents and almost everyone else he meets who is connected in any way to Jeanne.  Bernard doesn’t question the cause of their hostility any more than he responds to the kindhearted condolences offered by his boss.  Bernard’s desire to know what has caused Jeanne’s suicide is at odds with his inability to process information that forces him to look at life in a different way.  As Inspector Gorges notes, Bernard cannot cope with things that “failed to fit in with reality as he knew it.”
With some “unofficial” help from Gorges, Bernard eventually pieces together enough of Jeanne’s story to come to acceptance of her suicide—as to coming to an understanding of it…well, that’s another thing altogether.  (We discover on the book’s last page that no one, including the reader, will ever know Jeanne’s entire story.)  Oddly enough, through Jeanne’s death, Bernard is reunited with his brother and sister-in-law; there is also a hint that Bernard might try to see his mother and his sister again.  He even seriously considers the possibility of providing a home for a young orphan boy being fostered by the upstairs neighbor—although the neighbor has qualms, as does the reader.  Yes, Bernard has changed somewhat as the result of his wife’s suicide; but if he will ever be able to connect with anyone in a meaningful way—that is left for us to decide.

Sergio Angelini
Joe Barone
Les Blatt
Brian Busby
Bill Crider
Scott Cupp
Martin Edwards
Curt Evans
Jerry House
Randy Johnson
Nick Jones
George Kelley
B.V. Lawson
Evan Lewis
Steve Lewis
Todd Mason
J.F. Norris
James Reasoner
Richard Robinson
Gerard Saylor
Ron Scheer
Michael Slind
Kevin Tipple
TomCat
Zybahn

Thursday, December 13, 2012

My Life in the Theater: Cymbeline





We saw this production at Lincoln Center in 2007. It's a difficult play and not performed very often. It was truly a star-studded cast but not my favorite play and it was a bland production. A strike on Broadway was just ending and this was one of the few plays up and running. Ah well. 



What Book Has Been Waiting for You the Longest?



I was reading Will Schwalbe's new book, THE END OF YOUR LIFE BOOK CLUB and in it he mentioned that he had been meaning to read CROSSING TO SAFETY (Stegner) for years.

Now I have read that one twice but there are one or two or ten books I have had on my shelf since we married 45 years ago.

They tend to be Russian novels mostly, but the one I don't understand not reading is THE HEART OF THE MATTER, since I like Graham Greene a lot. But every time I pick it up, some new fellow catches my eye and I put it aside.


What book has been on your shelf unread the longest?

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Opening Credits: THE MAN WITH THE GOLDEN ARM


My Favorite Supporting Actor





Although he had had the occasional leading man role (BLUE CAR) David Strathairn is basically a supporting actor. In the recent film, Lincoln, his was my favorite performance. What supporting actors are memorable to you? Am I the only Strathairn fan?

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Tuesday Night Music: John Lee Hooker & Carlos Santana











If David Lynch directed DIRTY DANCING (Hat tip to Megan).


Forgotten TV: Crusader Rabbit



No, not Happy Days but Crusader Rabbit.

I was quite attached to this show growing up. From what I can tell, it was aired here and there.It was the first animated TV series and began airing in 1948.For more information, you can go to this site.
Sorry to be quick today. 

Monday, December 10, 2012

Movie Themes: Psycho


How I Came to Write This Story: Dale Philips




The new Nightfalls anthology is a good thing, a collection of fine stories where the proceeds go to help those less fortunate.

When editor Katherine Tomlinson asked me if I'd like to submit a story, I said yes, and told her I'd just published a collection of stories about the end of the world, Apocalypse Tango: http://www.amazon.com/Apocalypse-Tango-Five-Story-Collection/dp/1477514902/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1355098564&sr=1-1&keywords=apocalypse+tango

Uh... she said, well, that's what the new collection is about.
Okay, no problem, I'll just write another one...
But I'd used up my available scenarios.

When she told me about the charity the proceeds were going to, the idea began to form. Since the last night of 12/21 was so close to Christmas, it grew to having the apocalypse seen through the eyes of a young Latino child, who's confused as to why the grownups are acting so strangely around the time Santa is supposed to come. And since the Los Angeles area charity was there, that became the locale, and even the theme. The prompt for the collection guided precisely what the story was to be.

Within the tale, I wanted to explore the different reactions that people would have: some lose themselves in drinking or drugs, some end on their knees praying for salvation or redemption, some who would like to end with pleasures of the flesh (going out with a bang, not a whimper), some in finally getting that one thing they've always dreamed of, and some, committing that last act of ultimate love.

And a nod to the apocalypse coming 50 years after the Cuban Missile Crisis, when we came within a whisker of having it happen then. Plus ca change, you know...

Religion, death, Christmas, love, and the end of the world, all in a few thousand worlds. Guess that says it all.

Say Something Good About Detroit


Back Alley Bikes


 

Back Alley Bikes exists in one of the most desperate parts of Detroit. Only about thirty percent of Detroiters have cars or even licenses and the public transportation is lacking. How difficult must it be to get to work without either.

(From their website)

SFor the last 10 years Back Alley Bikes has helped put Detroit residents on two wheels while teaching the youth of the city and others bicycle safety, mechanical repairs and customer service.
The program was started in 2000 by employees of Detroit Summer, a “youth program / movement to respirit, redefine and reimagine Detroit from the ground up.” The original purpose was to provide transportation to youth participants who were working on anything from planting gardens and to painting murals all over the city. Today this non-profit organization has grown into so much more offering holiday bike giveaways, adult repair classes, youth education workshops and countless other volunteer-based programs.
Back Alley Bikes is funded partially by its retail shop the Hub of Detroit, a full-service bicycle shop servicing the Cass Corridor and greater Detroit. The Hub’s profits, along with grants from Michigan’s Tri- County Bicycle Association, are put toward multi-generational educational programs and youth outreach.
One of their newest programs is for adult volunteers. Volunteer nights are on Wednesday and Thursday evenings from 6 to 8. After completing 20 hours here, participants are eligible to become “Allies.” In exchange for four hours of volunteer work a week, Back Alley Bikes gives Allies free access to tools and bike parts. For those unfamiliar with bicycle mechanics, there is an eight-week course called “Learn-a-Bike” that covers the basic how-to of bike repair and construction.

One of Back Alley's work rooms has been filled with donated bikes In reaching out toward Detroit youth, Back Alley Bikes and the Detroit Bike Hub have put on “Earn-a-Bike” sessions where young people age 8 to 16 are able to pick a bicycle to take home after three sessions of building and repairing it. This summer the program is being held on Thursday and Saturday afternoons.
For children too young to work at the shop, there are several annual holiday bike giveaways. “We just held a kid’s bike giveaway,” says Jack VanDyke, who started volunteering at Back Alley Bikes in 2005, “It was held the weekend of July 4th and the final count was 123 bikes.”
Back Alley Bikes and the Hub of Detroit are located at 3611 Cass Ave. near Martin Luther King Blvd. For more information on programs and volunteer 

An upcoming event:

Bike-a-Thon Riders!

November 20, 2012
Hello everyone!
Welcome to Backalleybikes.org and Thehubofdetroit.org.  Before you check out the rest of the website, we wanted to let you know about a big fundraiser we are doing.  On January 6th, 2013 we are going to ride as many miles as we can over a 24 hour period.  We are doing this in hopes that you feel guilty about not riding and it will cause you to donate to our gimmicky event.  Or maybe you’ll come ride with us!  Either way, help us raise awareness of what Back Alley Bikes does and also funds to help us do what we do year round! (to access the rest of the site, click here or on “News!” above)



Sunday, December 09, 2012

Happy Chanukah


Multiple Screenings



A friend of mine has seen the Bond movie SKYFALL more than a dozen times since it opened. I don't think I have ever seen a movie more than twice at a theater and I am crazy about movies. Now over an extended period, the rules change. Or for me at least.

What movie did you see the most times at a theater? And how many times? 





My second western story is up on BEAT TO A PULP.

Thanks to Ron Scheer and David Cranmer for reading it for me. Hard to get that western lingo right when you are going for hyperbole.

Saturday, December 08, 2012

Saturday Night Music: Martha Wainwright


The Three Stooges: A Defense by Anonymous





More than a year ago, I asked why girls didn't like the Stooges. I found this comment on the piece this week and thought it was a wonderful defense. I don't know the writer, but she made me think I had missed something crucial with them. Thanks, Anonymous.
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I am a girl and I have watched every episode at least once, as well as some of their feature films. I even own 2 of the Three Stooges Collection DVDs, and plan to add to them as I am able. It would be incorrect to say that they aren't good at physical comedy OR witty humor. They had perfect timing (which is harder work than you'd think) and, Larry particularly, had hilarious facial reactions to violence inflicted on another stooge, etc. Also, their shorts DID have a plot, and the boys did a couple very good political satires as well: You Nazty Spy, when Moe, ironically he was Jewish, impersonated Hitler and made fun of the nazi regime (btw, he was the first actor to do this, and he did a startlingly good job), and Three Dark Horses, which was so close to the truth about politics that it was almost painful lol (Shemp: "That 2 hour work week, that really got me!!" Moe: "Ya can't believe all that, thems CAMPAIGN PROMISES!" *smack*)

I think Shemp was the most versatile and experienced actor of the bunch, and had very cleverly funny things to say in any given situation (Shemp: "I had an uncle that could make things disappear!" Moe: "Was he a magician?" Shemp: "No, he was a kleptomaniac!") I personally love Shemp, and most of my favorite stooge episodes have Shemp in them. Plus, where would the Stooges be without their classic eyepoke, which Shemp invented when he got mad at Larry during a card game? Lol

However, Moe is my favorite, maybe because I'm the oldest sibling in my family and have a similar bossy personality and can relate to Moe's constant frustration with his fellow stooges. Also, I share his birthday, which I am VERY proud of. Haha

Larry was a genius, though largely inconspicuous because the playwrights wrote him in that way. He had way more potential than he was able to display. He had some very funny moments throughout the years though ("WHAT STUPID IMBECILIC FOOL PUT THAT UP THERE... oh, I did.. silly me"; and when he breaks out in a wild Tarzan yell in the middle of a packed court room after killing a piece of gum). He runs very closely to Moe for being my favorite, in fact, I think it's a tie!

Curly was the loveable little childlike fat guy who took most of the slaps and rarely fought back. He coined many of the most popular Stooges catchphrases, like nyuk nyuk nyuk and COITENLY! Though I love him too, sometimes his childishness briefly gets on my nerves.

I don't really care for the two Joes, because they weren't really stooge material. They were funny in their own right, I suppose, but not with the Three Stooges.

I know most females don't like them, and some even hate them! But I love them, and right now their films are almost the only thing that can really make me laugh, as my cousin just passed away a couple months ago. I owe them one. :)

Friday, December 07, 2012

The Summing Up, Friday, December, 7, 2012

There is a review of SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK up at Crimespree Cinema. Was I too harsh?

Ray Bradbury Works

Patti Abbott, The Wonderful Ice Cream Suit
Sergio Angelini,, A Graveyard for Lunatics
 Bradbury Media , Naming of Ray Bradbury Square in L.A.
Bill Crider, A Memory of Murder
Jerry House. Links to Bradbury Works
Randy Johnson, A Pleasure to Burn
Nick Jones , The Stories of Ray Bradbury, Volume 1 & 2
George Kelley, The Stories of Ray Bradbury
B.V. Lawson , Vintage Bradbury
Todd Mason,  An Assortment of Bradbury, Bloch, etc.
Jeff Meyerson, A Memory of Murder
Richard Pangburn, A Discussion of Ray Bradbury
James Reasoner, "Jonah of the Jove Run" PLANET STORIES
Richard Robinson , Dandelion Wine
Ron Scheer, "The Last Night of the World"
Prashant Trikannad, An Impatient Gulliver Above Our Roofs

And other remembered books
Brian Busby , The Sixth of January, Jim Lotz
Martin Edwards, The Department of Dead Ends, Roy Vickers
Curt Evans, Murder of a Matriarch, Hugh Austin
Margot Kinberg, March Violets, Philip Kerr
Evan Lewis, Hammett Homicides
J.F. Norris , Burglars in Bucks, G.D.H. and Margaret Cole
Juri Nummelin, Dirt Rich, Clark Howard
Gerard Saylor , Plays of the 60s Vol 3, Katherine Brisbane
Michael Slind, A Banner of Pegasus, John and Emery Bonett
Kevin Tipple/Patrick Ohl, Mischief, Charlotte Armstrong

Friday's Forgotten Books: Ray Bradbury Day

                                        THE WONDERFUL ICE CREAM SUIT


The play tells a simple story of six impoverished Latinos living in Los Angeles whose lives are improved on wearing a vanilla white suit they purchased together and take turns wearing (sort of like the YA book about the traveling pants, I think). All six men are the same size and weight and thus can wear the suit. The suit not only allows each man to achieve his dream ( a sweetheart, a winning pool player, a guitarist, a singer, a great orator). But it allows them to extend their lives and make new friends. Much of the humor comes from their joint fear of what one of the men, a very sloppy one, will do to the suit. As is always the case for me when reading a play, it seems like it would not last more than thirty minutes on a stage. But I am sure the action in it takes as much time as the words.

Friendship is the real theme of the story, which (according to RB notes on the play) came from the writer's own relationship with Mexican-American immigrants he lived among as a young man making ends meet from a tenement at the corner of Figueroa Street and Temple in the Boyle Heights district of East Los Angeles. 
"I saw my friends coming and going from Mexico City, Laredo, and Juarez," Bradbury explained. "Their poverty and mine were identical. I saw them share clothes, as I did with my father and brother..I knew what a suit could mean to them." The young writer also watched the Latina women "on the porches after a big party, like Cinco de Mayo, throwing their dresses off the tenement to other women down below. So the dresses the women used during Cinco de Mayo became the clothing the young women who owned no dresses used for the rest of the year." Bradbury turned these experiences into stories like "En La Noche" and "I See You Never," both included in his fantastic short story collection The Golden Apples of the Sun, but most extensively into "The Magic White Suit," originally published in The Saturday Evening Post in 1957.
 "Well, I hung out with them!" Bradbury responded when asked how he knew these people well enough to make them characters in his play. He felt an affinity towards the men and women who inspired "Suit," borrowed their names and transferred their larger-than-life personalities into the five characters who find each other in the story: lovestruck, luckless Martinez; shifty opportunist Gomez; handsome street guitarist Dominguez; frustrated poet and thinker Villanazul; impulsive, uncontrollable Vamenos. Their lives are a reflection of the kind of noble poverty Bradbury saw all around him, with people uniting to help each other make ends meet. "They would all share their clothes, which was very common for any family who's struggling," says Collins.
The story, retitled "The Wonderful Ice Cream Suit," was adapted for a 1958 episode of the anthology series "Rendezvous" before Bradbury wrote it as a play and there would later be a musical version. It has been produced countless times over the years. 


Ray Bradbury, A Memory of Murder (1984)


Ray Bradbury is, of course, associated with the science fiction, fantasy and horror genres. A lot of people don’t know he started out in his early twenties trying to write somewhat hardboiled detective fiction in the pulps on the 1940’s, helped and encouraged by his friend Leigh Brackett. These 15 stories were originally published between 1944 and 1948 (Bradbury was born in 1920) and you can see why he gave up the field because, while readable, many of them just don't work. In fact, I found several quite ridiculous.
As he went on and tried different things, however, he got more confident and seemed to gain greater control over his material. Nowhere is that more apparent than in one of his most famous stories (included here), 1946’s “The Small Assassin.” It may seem familiar these days but any similar “killer child” story you might have read derives from the Bradbury rather than the other way around. That alone makes this collection worth seeking out, as does the chance to see the somewhat humble beginnings of one of the most famous genre writers of the last century.
                                                                                                                                                                                         Jeff Meyerson


Sergio Angelini
Bradbury Media 
Bill Crider
Jerry House
Randy Johnson
Nick Jones
George Kelley
B.V. Lawson
Todd Mason
Richard Pangburn
James Reasoner
Richard Robinson
Ron Scheer
Prashant Trikannad

And other remembered books
Brian Busby 
Martin Edwards
Curt Evans
Margot Kinberg
Evan Lewis
J.F. Norris 
Juri Nummelin
Gerard Saylor
Michael Slind
Kevin Tipple/Patrick Ohl


Thursday, December 06, 2012

My Life in the Theater: AN IDEAL HUSBAND

We saw Oscar Wilde's AN IDEAL HUSBAND at the Shaw Festival in summer, 2010. It was an excellent production, the staging and costumes were terrific.

Here is a cute video that shows how the stage got changed between THE WOMAN and THE IDEAL HUSBAND that summer. The Shaw Festival has three theaters, each showing 2-3 plays. The Stratford has four theaters, each showing 2-3 plays. The Canadians really take these festivals seriously.

Amazing how these theaters put on so many plays at once. AN IDEAL HUSBAND first played in 1895. Its wit and the topic plays well more than 125 years later. It has been filmed three times, most recently in 1998 with Julianne Moore, Cate Blanchett, Rupert Everett and Jeremy Northam.




Herniated Roots by Richard Thomas



                                        Herniating My Roots
                                        By Richard Thomas

My debut collection of short stories, Herniated Roots, just came out with Snubnose Press. It’s been growing for the last five years, this cyst that is my body of work. And how exactly did this diseased, engorged muscle push its way through the walls of my flesh to frighten and scar the world? Well, let me tell you.

The stories in this collection have several things in common. They deal with that moment in time, that tipping point, where you can no longer return to how things used to be. You have an affair, and are caught. You go off your medications and the ghost world comes swooping in to alter your reality. You fall off the wagon for good, and your actions cause you to circle the drain, slowly being pulled under once and for all. Road rage, a violent accident in the wee hours of the morning, the final termination of the skin-job that was your spouse, the launching of an improbable rocket made of Tinkertoys, high into the glowing moon that hovers over the dark night. These are the moments that change your life forever.

I like to write about fractured people, to see how they react when the vice grip they have on reality, on their emotions, on their sanity, finally slips away. Nobody wants to read about a husband that gets up and goes to work, kissing the wife and his two kids good-bye, where nothing happens and nobody steps out of line. No, we want to see what happens when the secretary finally sits down on your desk, her skirt hiking up to reveal her slender legs. We want to see what happens when that jackass that has been cutting you off every day for a month, finally causes an accident—do you help him (or her?) or do you leave that jerk to suffer the consequences of his actions? Who is the better person now?

I also like to write about my greatest fears, to go those places that I hope and pray will never actually happen (or never happen again). Losing your family, the random violence of life in the streets, a momentary lapse of good judgment that leads to slick flesh and a heart pounding in your chest. Yes, I want to go there, to finally see if the allure of the darkness, the solitary light bulb at the end of the alley, really lives up to all of the hype—what’s behind that red door?

I’ve called my work a lot of different things—neo-noir, transgressive, grotesque. But whatever you want to label it, my goal is to find your deepest, darkest secrets and bring them struggling and screaming out into the light. I want to make you a witness to the horror, to the vengeance, to the base desires that we all have, and tell me how it feels. Sometimes it feels pretty good.

What book have you reread the most times?

I am going to confess that this is a book I reread almost yearly. It reminds me of my youth, I think. I still wonder about Neal Klugman and Brenda Patinkin. Wonder whether Neal ever left his perch at the library and went onto a more fulfilling profession. Did Brenda settle for a life like her mother had in Short Hills, a privileged if not terribly fulfilling future? I think that these characters remain with me is due to the incredibly faithful movie version with Richard Benjamin and Ali MacGraw, who perfectly captured the characters. Also Roth is a very good writer and this may be his most accessible, lovable book.

What book have you reread most? Was it a book that spoke to you in your youth?