Or rather -- not that spat in and around the elevator, but in re the personal affairs of those who,
subsequent to those unfortunate events, became Mr. and Mrs. Rice (may
Providence smile upon their union). Far be it
from me to barge into the marital matters of those who would rather be left
alone; but near is it to every other Net-head and Senator and her cousin, to sound off
about it, to demand action, to propose this, to demand that.
There are wheels within -- layers beneath -- spirals around, that case. It is -- a noumenon,
unknowable -- a Ding-an-sich (as Kant
put it so nicely -- really, Flaubert could not have phrased it better). Accordingly, I would not comment --
save that, by merest chance, just a moment ago I read a vignette by the extraordinarily deft and perceptive
writer Langston Hughes, “Who’s Passing for Who?” (apparently written during the
entre-deux-guerres; first collected
in Laughing to Keep from Crying, 1952; reprinted in the Langston
Hughes Reader), which shoots like a shaft through the case. And enchases it in a much more curious setting than you will readily find online. Check it out.
It's a-a-l-l-ll good ... |
[For a review of the original collection, by another fine
writer of the time, try this: http://www.unz.org/Pub/SaturdayRev-1952apr05-00017
]
[Bescheidene
Randbemerkung: The proposal to
fix the matter, by adding yet a third
Rice to the mix, as some have proposed, would be perhaps to overseason the ragoût.]
~
[Update] Ann
Hornaday notices the underbelly of the current public obsession.
In movies, violence against women
lets filmmakers indulge toxic fantasies
“A Walk Among the Tombstones” also
pivots around a plot device that has become as troublesome as it is overused in
Hollywood: an inciting incident of sexualized violence against a woman so
heinous that it demands nothing short of a brutalizing rampage to avenge. It’s
a trope trotted out with similar making-the-doughnuts roteness in “The
Equalizer,” due out next Friday, in which Denzel Washington plays a freelance
crime-fighter determined to bring rough justice to a group of thugs who have
nearly beaten to death a teenage prostitute he recently befriended.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/style/in-movies-violence-against-women-lets-filmmakers-indulge-toxic-fantasies/2014/09/19/36ea6e36-3f3d-11e4-b03f-de718edeb92f_story.html
Incidentally … It is a good rule of thumb that, if a
Hollywood movie features a teenage prostitute, it is a reeking crock of mauvaise foi.
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