After going through every single book in the house, I couldn’t find Winter’s Tale. I went out & re-bought it yesterday afternoon.
I am hundred and seventy pages under, and I want to tell you that 100% of the actors mentioned so far in connection with Peter Lake would be horrible sad clownshoes in the role. Peter is of early middle age. He is Difficult. You wouldn’t want to meet him in a dark alley. He is an anthropomorphism of all the terrors and hyper-realistic wonders of Helprin’s New York City, a place so rigidly, fantastically mannered it makes classic Woody Allen movies look like those old documentaries Warhol used to make about people sleeping. Peter is definitely one of the best, most lovable characters ever, and knowing that he will undoubtedly spend 114 minutes being called out of his name on film by talentless famous people is just as eye-crossingly unfair as it always is when that happens. But, despite the inevitability, here are some actors I think would make a great Peter: Viggo Mortensen, Christopher Waltz, Russell Crowe, Colin Farrell, and Brad Pitt.
Even though there is less than no chance that any of those men will get the part, we can still hope for someone better than blank-eyed gerbil-fetus monsters like Garrett Hedlund and Aaron Johnson. There is always hope.
The experience of reading the book itself is almost like eating something. It’s taking me ages to get through because I stay a long time with just about every third sentence, savoring its grammar and meaning as if it were iced with signification. As for right-wing propaganda, so far Winter’s Tale doesn’t seem to include any more than most fantasy epics, and it has significantly less than many of them (it’s hard to hold their patriarchal swoonings against the poor dears, lineal descendants as they all are of the mysteries and elevated language of the Pentateuch). The rug could be creeping out from beneath my feet without my noticing it, though. I will keep you updated.
In other news, I am definitely going to die before I finish The Quincunx, now more than ever, THE END.