BJH1960 said
If anyone sees it, I’d be interested in hearing what they think.
I vaguely remember Kirk Douglas in a film version of it that I saw as a kid but that was so long ago.
Yeah I remember that old version. Seems like it was a personal project for Douglas. I’m sure it’ll be reissued.
Wow, is Nolan’s version getting the hard sell or what? Suddenly the Odyssey is everywhere. There was even an article in the local paper describing all the characters and who is playing them. I plan on seeing it although I have to confess up to this point I have never really enjoyed any of his movies. There are just some directors whose work I find myself unsympathetic to. it’s not that they’re bad but just that I don’t get it.
Another one is Alfred Hitchcock. As absurd as it sounds I just don’t enjoy his movies. The only exception is Notorious and that’s only because I’m madly in love with Ingrid Bergman and I’m a huge Claude Rains fan. The ending is so sad when they leave Rains to his fate. That’s some acting achievement making me sympathetic to a Nazi! But he loved Ingrid and that I understand completely.
One thing that puts me off immediately is that the new one is full of big name stars. Let’s see if I can believe Tom Holland as Telemachus and not think of Spiderman in skirts. There’s the inevitable backlash from certain quarters. How come Helen is being played by a woman of color? (Lupita Nyong’o, Yowza!) I hate to inform these nabobs but an ancient Greek didn’t look anything like Matt Damon either.
The test though will be the Circe episode. That will make or break the film for me.
Stephen said:
There are just some directors whose work I find myself unsympathetic to. it’s not that they’re bad but just that I don’t get it.
Another one is Alfred Hitchcock. As absurd as it sounds I just don’t enjoy his movies. The only exception is Notorious and that’s only because I’m madly in love with Ingrid Bergman and I’m a huge Claude Rains fan.
Not absurd at all. People like all sorts of different things.
I love the screwball comedies of the 30s and 40s (My Man Godfrey, The Miracle of Morgan’s Creek, etc.) and black humor (In Bruges, The Death of Stalin, etc.) – others don’t.
I like Hitchcock – Rear Window is probably my favorite.
I don’t know I’ve ever met a man who wasn’t in love with her.
Claude Rains is great. The Invisible Man! He had such a wonderful voice and delivery.
Notorious was a fantastic movie. It’s one of those movies that both made a deep impression, sticking with me after I first saw it, and also had gotten so much better when I re-watched it many years later.
I’m trying to think of others that fall into that category. Philadelphia Story comes to mind, as does Rocky I’m surprised to say.
I love Philadelphia Story! To me a nearly perfect film. True I also happen to be hopelessly in love with Ruth Hussey*. (The one great advantage of my various and sundry movie romances is that I never have to concern myself with some pesky and annoying restraining order. I worship, as it were, from afar.) The Broadway version of the PS featured Joseph Cotten in the Cary Grant role and Van Heflin in the Jimmy Stewart role. Interesting casting choices.
*If you haven’t seen it already also check out Ruth Hussey (with Ray Milland and the luminous Gail Russell) in ** you do not have permission to see this link **, based on the Shirley Jackson novel, which is the greatest haunted house novel ever written. Don’t argue with me. In this I am inspired and inerrant.)
I had some dental surgery on Friday and I was prescribed an antibiotic called Amoxicillin for possible bacterial infections. I realized that I had it before last year for a bout of sinusitis. During the latter I noticed I had some very strange dreams. I did some research and found out that this is a recognized but rather uncommon side effect. Now I have a very active dream life anyway and “strange” is relative of course.
Last night I dreamt there was a mass demonstration going on with hundreds of people marching in the street, all wearing red berets, being led by the Star Trek character in the original show, Scotty, played by actor James Doohan.
Somebody use your intuitive psychological insight and tell me what that meant!
“Tell me what that means”
I think the mind and body have ways (often a bit jerky) to keep things returning to an even keel. Where balance is the mind’s way to make sense of when our sense are working.When we dream this stabilizer is not so active or strong. Under stress or drugs some form of imagination runs more or less rampant.
Also Mr. Natural reminds us “it don’t mean sh$t.”
BJH1960 said
Although I will not offer much of an interpretation, that the original Scotty appeared can only be seen as a positive.
Well I suppose we all hope that our dreams have some deeper mystic import although it’s useful to remember Ebenezer Scrooge attributing his vision of his deceased partner Jacob Marley to “an undigested piece of potato”. The ancients had no concept of a personal psychology but even they distinguished between dreams as mystic visions and dreams caused by self-abuse. I have a translation of the Oneirocritica (The Interpretation of Dreams) by Artemidorus Daldianus, written around 200ish BCE. It is the only comprehensive dream-book to survive more or less intact from classical antiquity. In it Artemidorus provides us a simple way to distinguish such dreams one from another. If the dream takes place before midnight it is caused by bad habits: too much wine or spicy food. After midnight dreams are messages from the gods.
In that framework my dream was a mystic vision requiring interpretation. Unfortunately the gods are as inscrutable today as they ever were.
If the dream takes place before midnight it is caused by bad habits: too much wine or spicy food. After midnight dreams are messages from the gods.
That is absolutely wonderful. As was “an undigested piece of potato.”
Dreams are fascinating. And I dream a lot. A steady stream.
I tend to think some dreams have meaning – you’re anxious so you dream of not finding a room (or in my case, a classroom) or an exit. But most appear to be nothing more than our mind processing all the stimulus that we experience daily.
By the way, Modern Greeks tend to take dreams very seriously.
I have a few recurring dreams. I get off the subway at a Metro stop I’ve never heard of and the dream consists of me wandering around lost through unknown neighborhoods looking for the way back.
In another I arrive at my house after apparently having been absent for months and I wander through rooms I’ve never seen meeting people I’ve never met. The house in the dream is a combination of several of the houses I’ve lived in over the years. My parent’s house growing up, the multiple houses I’ve rented in Atlanta, Louisville, etc. Occasionally the apartments I’ve lived in appear.
I often dream of my deceased father and brother but I have never once dreamed about my mother. ???
Stephen said:
I often dream of my deceased father and brother but I have never once dreamed about my mother. ???
It’s so strange who appears and who doesn’t. Is there any rhyme or reason to it? I wonder.
I rarely dream of my parents/brothers/sister. For whatever reason, I dream more of the cousins I am particularly close to. My wife shows up quite frequently. However, besides her, the dream is largely made up of a cast of unknowns with someone I know or knew making a guest appearance at some point.
In all wars of liberation we tend to focus on the Big Names. But the real work is done by the foot-soldiers, the weary, determined folks on the front lines. Here is the story of one such.
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It’s easy for us to feel what’s accurately described as “the bravery of being safely out of range”. To boast of the outcome of a war that didn’t cost us anything. Any progress we’ve made as a species is the result of the efforts of people just like this.
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