Originally posted by vinteuil
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Howards End....
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It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
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....after news gridlock due to the roy wedding....I'm feeling a huge amount of bile and vitriol that I could just take out on the BBC's nice ;never a dirty w/c attire to be seen....everything nice and clean, laundered, straight out of wardrobe....So many of these 'things' Dance to Mrs Dallaways Parade of the Cazzulets-Brideshead Camilmille(sp) Lawn....Woolf PAH, Celine (clunkeeee)Pah..... and don't get me onto Council Housing - Grammar Schools - Brown Rice and Sandles/Sandals - Gites -and Chablis n'Burgundy - House prices - cheap flights to Italy ....and DUBAI f'Crisakes....Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aa
Thank you Normal Service will be commenced as soon as possible....Last edited by eighthobstruction; 28-11-17, 18:50.bong ching
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Originally posted by vinteuil View Post... of his contemporaries? Where to begin - Dezső Kosztolányi, Miklós Bánffy, Thos: Mann, Franz Kafka, Joseph Roth, the short stories of Schnitzler, Zweig, Borges, - Italo Svevo, Céline , Gide...
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Originally posted by vinteuil View Post... and how could I have forgotten another of my faves, the great Belgian writer -
I know people who don't rate Dickens - or ShakespeareIt isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
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Originally posted by french frank View PostI compliment you on your knowledge of so many languages...
I think Forster over-rated; he seems to me clunkily obvious in what he does: he megaphones his social messages, and is tiresomely heavy-handed in his use of symbols.
I am enjoying the acting in this telly version.
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Originally posted by vinteuil View PostI think Forster over-rated; he seems to me clunkily obvious in what he does: he megaphones his social messages, and is tiresomely heavy-handed in his use of symbols.
I am enjoying the acting in this telly version.
One of those authors best encountered in adaptations, perhaps - like (for different reasons) Henry James...
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Originally posted by Caliban View PostMy brief foray into the text (to see whether a scene in the TV version had any basis in the novel) gave me no urge to read the book.
One of those authors best encountered in adaptations, perhaps - like (for different reasons) Henry James...
Yes, for different reasons. Forster perhaps too obvious; James perhaps not obvious enough.
For some people, at least....
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To each his own I reread it in three evenings without pain, and not having a copy your Meneer Welzschmerz on my shelves, I shall begin The Longest Journey this evening
I was wondering a week or so back how Forster's reputation had fared. 'Clunky' (thrice) does not speak to me as a term of literary criticism. As for any distaste/disdain expressed here, ainsi soit-il: quite acceptable since I cannot describe the uninterest I experience on hearing what forumistas are reading now: ripping yarns, spies and detective novels, whether good or bad, hold little attraction - any more than science fantasy/or fiction.
I prefer to clunk along with tales which seem more like reality, albeit from another age.It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
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Originally posted by french frank View PostAs for any distaste/disdain expressed here, ainsi soit-il: quite acceptable since I cannot describe the uninterest I experience on hearing what forumistas are reading now: ripping yarns, spies and detective novels, whether good or bad, hold little attraction - any more than science fantasy/or fiction.
I prefer to clunk along with tales which seem more like reality, albeit from another age.
You are the re-incarnated Jane Austen, I do declare, and I claim my $25.
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Originally posted by Serial_Apologist View Post
You are the re-incarnated Jane Austen, I do declare, and I claim my $25.
Curiously, I found a fleeting something of the Austinesque in Forster's humour (the vignette of Aunt Juley holding a watering can and pointing out the Wilcox's window in the flats opposite with it) in the opening chapter or so, but it quickly disappeared.It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
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