Friday, November 30, 2012

Rin Tin Tin -- Take 2

Many moons ago (okay, actually probably half a moon ago), I finished listening to Rin Tin Tin, but I've been quite busy traveling and haven't had time to put my thoughts down.  Then I forgot all my thoughts!

So here's what I remember.  The book is the history, as the subtitle says, of the actual Rin Tin Tin and then of his descendants as they followed in his famous footsteps.  I found the early part of the book about the original Rinty, as he was called, to be fascinating and heartwarming.

The middle segment of the book follows the first Rinty's descendants, and I found that portion less interesting, as the stories tended to run together a bit.  "Wait, are we on number three or number four now?"

The final segment covered the legal wranglings affecting who had rights to Rin's descendants, likeness, etc.

But, since it was my favorite part, let's go back to the beginning.  German Shepherds were developed by - you guessed it - the Germans right around the turn of the 20th century.  Rin Tin Tin was found in a village which sustained heavy shelling in an effort to drive out the Germans.  Aside from some pigeons, the 5-day-old pup and his littermate sister were the only creatures in the kennel to survive the Allied onslaught.  Lucky for Rin he was found by Lee Duncan, a California boy who was in such desperate need of a companion that he shepherded (ha!) the dogs all the way back to the US - no small feat in post-war France, where most animals were either killed or sold for food as the troops departed the country.  Nenette died shortly after reaching New York, and only Rin Tin Tin accompanied Duncan back to the west coast.

They passed several enjoyable years together, during which the dog showed off his intelligence and physical prowess.  The breakout canine star Strongheart paved the way for Rinty's entree into show business, and the rest, as they say, is history.

I think I didn't really appreciate how impressive Rin Tin Tin was as a film star, but check out this clip from Clash of the Wolves.  Skip to 8:13 and watch from there to the end, and just remember that he is a dog - a dog! - who was trained to do this!

Overall the writing style was easy to follow; the sentences were sometimes long, but clear.  Take this passage, in which TV producer Bert Leonard proposes the show The Adventures of Rin Tin Tin to execs in New York City:

"The show was aimed at children. They would love it, Bert explained, because they all go through a phase during which they devote all their affection to some dog, the only creature with whom they can share unselfish loyalty and complete wordless understanding.

The next section of the proposal was a surprise. It began, 'A child's grief over the loss of his dog is the most monumental sorrow he will ever experience. . . .After that loss, he is prepared for anything that growing up may do to him.  A child and his dog together enjoy the most rewarding of companionships, one which is never topped for pure rapport again in his life.'"

How true.

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Thursday, November 29, 2012

Pondering

If a turtle lost his shell, is he naked or homeless?

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Moby Dick

A while back in a "Random Links" post, I included a link to the Moby Dick Big Read site.  This project started in September, and the group behind it is posting one chapter of Moby Dick per day on the site, free for anyone to download or stream.  Each chapter is read by a different celebrity of sorts: actors, authors, poets, artists, professors, etc.

For reasons I can't totally explain, I am in love with Chapter 60.  It has a fairly technical description of the whaling line, which will be interesting to anyone interested in ships and probably tediously boring to anyone else, and it ends with a surprisingly philosophical turn.  Check it out.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Thanksgiving Redux

I hope all my loyal readers had wonderful Thanksgiving holidays, wherever they might have found themselves.  I know I did.

Of course there are the big thanks for family, friends, good health, good food, etc.  Those are all well and good, and sincerely meant.

Today, however, I would like to give thanks for something less often appreciated.  It's that moment when you come in from the cold and step into a hot shower.  Your recently-numb toes prickle as the life returns to them.  That is a wonderful moment, and is tempered only by the knowledge that the shower can't last forever.

So thanks, hot water, for that moment.

Monday, November 26, 2012

What I'm Reading Now -- To Kill A Mockingbird

Is't possible that I made it all the way through law school, or more to the point, this far through life, without having read To Kill A Mockingbird?

Apparently it is, because it happened.  But in belated honor of the book's 50th anniversary, I'm finally getting around to it.  Maybe I'll finish it by the book's 75th.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Goal #48

Goal #48: get on the Christmas wagon.

I'm one of those weird people who actually loves Christmas.  I like Christmas music, I like the hustle and bustle, I think it's all fun and, well, jolly.  And normally I'm totally on top of my Christmas shopping.  This year, somehow I missed the boat.  It's almost December and I've got nothing.  Time to get going, kids!

Recap of Goal #47: fail.  Again.  Let's face it: as much as I love reading my magazines, I'm just not very good at doing it since it's not particularly pressing.  I did get through a handful when I was in Chicago, but not nearly as many as my goal required.  Eh.  C'est la vie.

Friday, November 23, 2012

What I Read -- The Fault In Our Stars

This is a book about kids with cancer.  Sounds depressing, right?  And in some ways, it really is.  But it's also great.

The title comes from William Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, in which the actual quote is this: "The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings." Typically this quotation is interpreted as blaming our own failings for our current human condition.  It's an interesting twist in the title then, to say that the fault is, in fact, in the stars.  That the cancer the kids in the book have is just fate, not something that anyone has any control over.  And at least in the case of kids with cancer, that's probably true.

The story is told from the point of view of Hazel, a sixteen-year-old girl testament to the miracle of modern medicine.  Some years earlier, she had been diagnosed with stage IV thyroid cancer, but an experimental drug shrunk her tumors and allowed her to reach some level of stasis.  She's in this condition when she meets Augustus Waters at a cancer support group.  Gus is in remission and is interested in Hazel; she's hesitant for reasons that become clear, but their journey together is emotionally medicinal for both of them.

Hazel is wise beyond her teenage years, a not-uncommon side effect of a terminal condition like hers.  Nonetheless, the (adult male) author's ability to describe the world through her eyes and level of understanding is impressive.  Good stuff.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Dinner at Pi

I had my very second neighborhood experience last night!  (My first was walking to the grocery store and carting all of my stuff home a week and a half ago.  Yeah, I haven't been home much lately.  That's going to change.)

Anyway, K and J came over for a housewarming party, and we walked down to Pi for dinner!  Tatsy delight.  K and I shared one of the specials - a thin crust, garlicy, turkey-sausage-and-cheesy work of magic.  J had The Hill, which I've had before and it's Italy-tastic!

Apparently sometimes I don't feel like having my picture taken.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Goal #47

Goal #47: read magazines!

I've used this one before, I know.  But it's Thanksgiving this week, I should have some down time, and I'd like to get through at least 1/4 of the backlog that I've built up.  It'd be nice to finish my book also, but that might be asking too much.  Baby steps to a better M.

Recap of Goal #46: I saw Argo!  Total, epic fail on the SLIFF movies though.  It just hasn't happened this year.  There are lots that look good, but I can't seem to get my act together.  During the week I tried to go to two but was running so late that I missed them, and Friday, when I would have been on time, I was just too tired.  Eh, I guess there's still next year.