February 8th, 2010

Sea dragon

The joke's on me

Got a call from a salesman today who really wanted to have a meeting with me. I finally agreed to something in May. He said, "Great! I'll make sure to bring my colleague xxx, who's been working with Axx Pxxx."

"Ann Post?" - said. "I don't think we've met."

And then the laughter ensued, as I discovered that An Post is the name for the Irish Post Office ...

Revivew: 11 and 12; Their Eyes Were Watching God

I feel like, while I've posted a few things, most of my weekend has gone unremarked on other than Saturday. Friday night I saw a really good play, 11 and 12. It's by Peter Brook and it's about this Sufi mystic in Mali in the early 20th century. Any description I might make of it here wouldn't do it justice. I think, in short, it was pretty much perfect; read my review for more detail.

This actually meant that rather a lot of Saturday was spent writing up the review, in addition to seeing a movie and having people over for games. I wound up drinking a lot that night (well, a lot over a long period of time) so I didn't finish the review that night.

I saw two Ozu movies, both of which gave me strange insights into Japanese values. Brothers and Sisters of the Toda Family taught me that working was considered extremely unclassy if you were an upper class woman; better to be penniless and not embarass the family.

But, you know, the real reason I'm writing right now isn't to bore you with the minutiae of my life; it's to share with you how awesome Their Eyes Were Watching God. I'm going to quote you a passage, Tea Cake (a man) and Janie (his wife, 15 years older than him) talking, from p 171 in my copy. Janie starts.

"Tea Cake, 'tain't no use in you bein' jealous uh me. In the first place Ah couldn't love nobody but yuh. And in de second place, Ah jus' uh ole woman dat nobody don't want but you."

"Naw, you ain't neither. You only sound ole when you tell folks when you wuz born, but wid de eye you'se young enough tuh suit most any man. Dat ain't no lie. Ah knows plenty mo' men would take yuh and work hard fuh de privelege. Ah done heard 'em talk."

"Maybe so, Tea Cake, Ah aint' never tried tuh find out. Ah jus' know dat God snatched me out de fire through you. And Ah loves yuh and feel glad."

"Thank yuh, ma'am, but don't say you'se ole. You'se uh lil girl baby all de time. God made it so you spent yo' ole age first wid somebody else, and saved up you' young girl days to spend wid me."

It's really just an amazing work, fantastic evocation of life in Florida at that time. At one point it kinda reminded me of Katrina all over again. I can't tell you how highly I recommend this book. And, well, as a woman who feel the way Janie does about herself, it sure does resonate.