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Mar 6, 2016 - 7:13 AM
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Jim Phelps
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Apparently there's a new mystery sub genre emerging: Hemingway as detective! oh boy, what's next? Are Sun Also Rises, Death in the Afternoon, and A Moveable Feast going to be turned into vampire and zombie films? You FSM nerds are always thinking about that sci fi fantasy bullshit, even when it's not the subject at hand. Admit it, you LOVE "Papa", which is why you cannot resist the awesomeness of this topic. Besides, this is nothing new, old sport. Author George Baxt employed famous movie couples as the protagonists. The intriguing concept is perhaps best realized in his last novel, The Clark Gable & Carole Lombard Murder Case. Amateur detectives Gable and Lombard are in pursuit of a kidnapper of movie star babies amid the backdrop of Gone with the Wind’s premiere, though the plot is also a nod to the Lindbergh baby kidnapping of 1932. George Baxt had previously written "The Fred Astaire & Ginger Rogers Murder Case", with its Cold War-era intrigue in Moscow and early 1950s Hollywood, and "The William Powell & Myrna Loy Murder Case."
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Mar 8, 2016 - 8:48 AM
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Jim Phelps
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I grew up hearing that he was obsessed with death. And yet the more I took in and continue to take in the more I feel the opposite, that he was obsessed with life. For me he saw death as the ultimate cheat and could never reconcile the great irony i.e. from the moment of birth it's one long death sentence. You want a sci fi parallel? If I'm onto the Hemingway zeitgeist--if--then he and the Rutger Hauer character in Blade Runner and the "Tears in Rain" climax have a lot in common. The latter confronts his "creator" and destroys him in rage after the inadequate response as to why the creator would place the desire to live forever within the 'heart' of his creation while deliberately programming a limited lifespan. It all makes for something like rebellion. Hemingway had his moveable feast, Batty saw things you people wouldn't believe; ultimately, all their moments would be lost, in time. An unreconciliable cheat. Futility. I suppose many of that Lost Generation who experienced the Hell of World War I got the distinct impression that life was indeed nasty, brutish, and short (kind of like a few FSMers, though none reading or writing on this thread, of course) and that they'd better get around to enjoying things or perhaps more accurately, doing whatever it was they loved to block out the horror they'd seen. I wonder if Hemingway faced that stuff head on as opposed to blocking it out because let's face it, just abut everything the man wrote was fixated on violence, death, and lost love.
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Apr 14, 2016 - 9:54 PM
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Howard L
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Just to let you know, Mr. Phelps, I am half-way through For Whom the Bell Tolls. Never read it before. so is it just like BLADE RUNNER? heh heh well to carry on the Blade Runner savoir faire association, note this from chapter twenty-six: And another thing. Don’t ever kid yourself about loving some one. It is just that most people are not lucky enough ever to have it. You never had it before and now you have it. What you have with Maria, whether it lasts just through today and a part of tomorrow, or whether it lasts for a long life is the most important thing that can happen to a human being. There will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. But I tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow. Cut out the dying stuff, he said to himself. That’s not the way we talk. That’s the way our friends the anarchists talk. Whenever things get really bad they want to set fire to something and to die. It’s a very odd kind of mind they have. Very odd. Well, we’re getting through today, old timer, he told himself. It’s nearly three o’clock now and there is going to be some food sooner or later. They are still shooting up at Sordo’s, which means that they have him surrounded and are waiting to bring up more people, probably. Though they have to make it before dark.
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Apr 30, 2016 - 10:35 AM
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Jim Phelps
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I've been to his house in Key West, back in the summer of 1976. I lived in Ft. Lauderdale for twenty-five years, until I just had enough with dread of hurricanes, the damned heat and humidity, and the traffic. Wouldn't be caught dead there now. As of this writing, the area has not been inconvenienced by hurricanes since 2005. The heat, humidity, and traffic remain, of course. I see that you're in North Carolina. My family used to summer on Lake Lure and my grandfather grew up in Four Oaks, North Carolina, which, to my then-eight-year-old eyes, was as close to Mayberry as one could get. Currently reading a Hemingway booze book, To Have and Have Another, which features anecdotes, history, cocktail recipes and alcohol as it was "portrayed" in Hemingway's books. I visited Vienna and Prague this past month and was amused by the omnipresence of Havana Club rum over there. Meanwhile, I'm less than 200 miles from Cuba and I can't get a bottle of the stuff in any legit store. In the spirit of Hemingway, I did try some of that rum and while it is nice enough as far as rum goes, there are many superior brands of (non-Cuban) rum available.
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