Better Than Friday - 50 (Patreon)
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Good morning ya'll! Hope you're well.
NUMBER 50! Hard to believe 50 weeks have gone by.
Thanks for all the support!
1. Book in the pipeline - The Melancholy of Resistance by László Krasznahorkai
Years ago when I was visiting Budapest I tried to get through Satantango but failed.
I'm going to try another Krasznahorkai, wish me luck!
A powerful, surreal novel, in the tradition of Gogol, about the chaotic events surrounding the arrival of a circus in a small Hungarian town. The Melancholy of Resistance, László Krasznahorkai's magisterial novel, depicts a chain of mysterious events in a small Hungarian town. A circus, promising to display the stuffed body of the largest whale in the world, arrives in the dead of winter, prompting bizarre rumours. Word spreads that the circus folk have a sinister purpose in mind, and the frightened citizens cling to any manifestation of order they can find - music, cosmology, fascism.
The novel's characters are unforgettable: the evil Mrs. Eszter, plotting her takeover of the town; her weakling husband; and Valuska, our hapless hero with his head in the clouds, who is the tender center of the book, the only pure and noble soul to be found. Compact, powerful and intense, The Melancholy of Resistance, as its enormously gifted translator George Szirtes puts it, "is a slow lava flow of narrative, a vast black river of type." And yet, miraculously, the novel, in the words of The Guardian, "lifts the reader along in lunar leaps and bounds.
- Goodreads
2. The Paintings and artwork of one of my best friends Sky Fuzell-Casey
I've seen his progression over the years, he's really developed an incredibly unique style.
He also sells them. I just bought one.
I've been watching some of this guy's stuff for a while, and I think he has great financial education information.
Things have been sort of crazy here in the states, and it's helpful to understand what's going on.
4. This film has always always always put me in a great mood.
This is the scene from Woody Allen's 'Midnight in Paris' where Owen Wilson is sitting in a bar with Zelda Fitzgerald watching Joséphine Baker dance.
With no dialog, we see that he, though drunk, realizes that he has, in fact, been transported back into the 20's, his romanticized era, and though his shock is apparent, he accepts it...and decides to just roll with it.
I love this film.
Excellent performance from the third season of Twin Peaks.
I like to imagine this is happening in some bar deep in the woods of Washington.
While swimming at an East Coast beach with family as a kid, as I did many summers, I once joked to (and scared the hell out of) my aunt that there was a shark in the water.
This was recently taken at said beach.
I expect no less in 2020.
I can just hear Quint's drunken voice...