F&LILV Question #16 ~ HST and Hemmingway

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Unread postby Veronica » Thu Sep 22, 2005 7:30 am

Endora wrote:Hemingway is very much under-read here, and he's certainly not percived as a women's choice of author. He's seen as overtly macho, and not in tune with the mood of how men and women see themselves now (my opinion there, not an expert's). Srt's post above has made me think to read some more Hemingway, because for the reasons stated, I've read very little.

So hooray for ONBC (and JD, indirectly) for another horizon broadened!


I agree with that Endora, When I read the Movable Feast I thought that maybe this appeals to Johnny because he is a man. Same as the Touche book. I liked it but I didnt connect with it. After reading SRTs post I am going to read some more of his work too. :disco:
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Unread postby Liz » Thu Sep 22, 2005 9:06 am

Veronica wrote:
Endora wrote:Hemingway is very much under-read here, and he's certainly not percived as a women's choice of author. He's seen as overtly macho, and not in tune with the mood of how men and women see themselves now (my opinion there, not an expert's). Srt's post above has made me think to read some more Hemingway, because for the reasons stated, I've read very little.

So hooray for ONBC (and JD, indirectly) for another horizon broadened!


I agree with that Endora, When I read the Movable Feast I thought that maybe this appeals to Johnny because he is a man. Same as the Touche book. I liked it but I didnt connect with it. After reading SRTs post I am going to read some more of his work too. :disco:


And thanks SRT for posting the link to the Hemmingway piece. I plan to read it this morning. I also found F&L in 2004 and have read half of it so far. (busy day yesterday) Hunter is not exactly complimentary to the current admin :grin: or to Texas. :shocked: But that's Hunter. Gotta love him.
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Unread postby DeppInTheHeartOfTexas » Thu Sep 22, 2005 9:50 am

Liz wrote:
Veronica wrote:
Endora wrote:Hemingway is very much under-read here, and he's certainly not percived as a women's choice of author. He's seen as overtly macho, and not in tune with the mood of how men and women see themselves now (my opinion there, not an expert's). Srt's post above has made me think to read some more Hemingway, because for the reasons stated, I've read very little.

So hooray for ONBC (and JD, indirectly) for another horizon broadened!


I agree with that Endora, When I read the Movable Feast I thought that maybe this appeals to Johnny because he is a man. Same as the Touche book. I liked it but I didnt connect with it. After reading SRTs post I am going to read some more of his work too. :disco:


And thanks SRT for posting the link to the Hemmingway piece. I plan to read it this morning. I also found F&L in 2004 and have read half of it so far. (busy day yesterday) Hunter is not exactly complimentary to the current admin :grin: or to Texas. :shocked: But that's Hunter. Gotta love him.


We Texans, at least this one, won't hold that against him! :lol:

I have not read any of Hemmingway's novels so I can't really compare the two in literary style. It seems they did have some similarities though. I think Hunter's legacy as an author will be in his creation of a new form of journalism and as a voice of his generation that tried to get people to sit up and take notice of what was going on around them whether they wanted to see it or not.

Thanks everyone for bringing new and insighful info to the discussion. You guys... :bounce: :rocknroll:
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Unread postby Still-Rather-Timid » Thu Sep 22, 2005 11:02 am

Hunter is not exactly complimentary toward my (adopted!) state either, and I can't even repeat what he says about it here--but he's hilarious!

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Unread postby Still-Rather-Timid » Thu Sep 22, 2005 11:17 am

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A Moveable Feast, to this day, makes me see and experience Paris differently… Then again, I have never been able to walk into Circus Circus since reading FALILV without fleeting images of polar bears and wolverines.[/quote]

Just for fun, here's a short essay on Las Vegas written by Joan Didion in the late 1960s:

Marrying Absurd

To be married in Las Vegas, Clark Countys Nevada, a bride must swear that she is eighteen or has parental permission and a bridegroom that he is twenty-one or has parental permission. Someone must put up five dollars for the license. (Sundays and holidays, fifteen dollars. The Clark County Courthouse issues marriage licenses at any time of the day or night except between noon and one in the afternoon, between eight and nine in the evening, and between four and five in the morning. Nothing else is required. The State of Nevada, alone among theUnited States, demands neither a premarital blood test nor a waiting period before or after the issuance of a marriage license. Driving in across the Mojave from Los Angeles, one sees the signs way out on the desert, looming up from that moonscape of rattlesnakes and mesquite, even before the Las Vegas lights appear like a mirage on the horizon: "GETTING MARRIED? Free License Information First Strip Exit." Perhaps the Las Vegas wedding industry achieved its peak operational efficiency between 9:00 p.m. and midnight of August 26, 1965, an otherwise unremarkable Thursday which happened to be, by Presidential order, the last day on which anyone could improve his draft status merely by getting married. One hundred and seventy-one couples were pronounced man and wife in the name of Clark County and the State of Nevada that night sixty-seven of them by a single justice of the peace, Mr. James A. Brennan. Mr. Brennan did one wedding at the Dunes and the other sixty-six in his office, and charged each couple eight dollars. One bride lent her veil to six others. "I got it down from five to three minutes," Mr. Brennan said later of his feat. "I could've married them en mass, but they're people, not cattle. People expect more when they get married."

What people who get married in Las Vegas actually do expect--what, in the largest sense, their "expectations" are-- strikes one as a curious and self-contradictory business. Las Vegas is the most extreme and allegorical of American settlements, bizarre and beautiful in its venality and in its devotion to immediate gratification, a place the tone of which is set by mobsters and call girls and ladies' room attendants with amyl nitrite poppers in their uniform pockets. Almost everyone notes that there is no ""time" in Las Vegas, no night and no day and no past and no future (no Las Vegas casino, however, has taken the obliteration of the ordinary time sense quite so far as Harold's Club in Reno, which for a while issued, at odd intervals in the day and night, mimeographed "bulletins" carrying news from the world outside); neither is there any logical sense of where one is. One is standing on a highway in the middle of a vast hostile desert looking at an eighty-foot sign which blinks "STARDUST" or "CAESAR'S PALACE." Yes, but what does that explain? This geographical implausibility reinforces the sense that what happens there has no connection with "real" life; Nevada cities like Reno and Carson are ranch towns, Western towns, places behind which there is some historical imperative. But Las Vegas seems to exist only in the eye of beholder all of which makes it an extraordinary and interesting place, but an odd one in which to want to wear a candlelight satin Priscilla of Boston wedding dress with Chantilly lace insets, tapered sleeves and a detachable modified train.

And yet the Las Vegas wedding business seems to appeal to precisely that impulse. "Sincere and Dignified Since 1954," one wedding chapel advertises. There are nineteen such wedding chapels in Las Vegas, intensely competitive, each offering betters, faster, and, by implication, more sincere services than the next: Our Photos Best Anywhere, Your Wedding on A Phonograph Record, Candlelight with Your Ceremony, Honeymoon Accomodations, Free Transportation from Your Motel to Courthouse to Chapel and Return to Motel, Religious or Civil Ceremonies, Dressing Rooms, Flowers, Rings, Announcements, Witnesses Available, and Ample Parking. All of these services, like most others in Las Vegas (sauna baths, payroll-check cashing, chinchilla coats for sale or rent) are offered twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, presumably on the premise that marriage, like a craps, is a game to be played when the table seems hot.

But what strikes one most about the Strip chapels, with their wishing wells and stained-glass paper windows and their artificial bouvardia, is that so much of their business is by no means a matter of simple convenience, of late-night liaisons between show girls and baby Crosbys. Of course there is some of that. (One night about eleven o'clock in Las Vegas I watched a bride in an orange minidress and masses of flame-colored hair stumble from a Strip chapel on the arm of her bridegroom, who looked the part of the expendable nephew in movies like Miami Syndicate. "I gotta get the kids," the bride whimpered. "I gotta pick up the sitters, I gotta get to the midnight show." "What you gotta get," the bridegroom said, opening the door of a Cadillac Coupe de Ville and watching her crumple on the seat, "is sober.") But Las Vegas seems to offer something other than "convenience"; it is merchandising "niceness," the facsimile of proper ritual, to children who do not know how else to find it, how to make the arrangements, how to do it "right." All day and evening long on the Strip, one sees actual wedding parties, waiting under the harsh lights at a crosswalk standing uneasily in the parking lot of the Frontier while the photographer hired by The Little Church of the West ("Wedding Place of the Stars") certifies the occasion, takes the picture: the bride in a veil and white satin pumps, the bridegroom usually a white dinner iacket, and even an attendant or two, a sister or best friend in hot-pink peau de soie, a flirtation veil, a carnation nosegay. "When I Fall in Love It Will Be Forever," the organist plays, and then a few bars of Lohengrin. The mother cries; the stepfather, awkward in his role, invites the chapel hostess to join them for a drink at the Sands. The hostess declines with a professional smile; she has already transferred her interest to the group waiting outside. One bride out, another in, and again the sign goes up on the chapel door: "One moment please-- Wedding."

I sat next to one such wedding party in a Strip restaurant last time I was in Las Vegas. The marriage had just taken place; the bride still wore her dress, the mother her corsage. A bored waiter poured out a few swallows of pink champagne ("on the house") for everyone but the bride, who was too young to be served. "You'll need something with more kick than that," the bride's father said with heavy jocularity to his new son-in-law; the ritual jokes about the wedding night had a certain Panglossian character, since the bride was clearly several months pregnant. Another round of pink champagne, this time not on the house, and the bride began to cry, "It was just as nice," she sobbed, "as I hoped and dreamed it would be."


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