Oh you guilt me with the doleful eyes of sad Marcel! As he looks out from your last post I can only think I’ve let him down. He seems to be thinking, “Sacre Bleu! Put down that Agatha Christie and pick up À la Recherche Du Temps Perdu mon ami!”
Well Marcel my most sincere pardons. I’m back with you now. But how did you know what I was reading!?! (Why that’s a mystery fit for Hercule Poirot, non?–isn’t that a merry little circle!)
I was puzzled by some of the things in your earlier post…your knowledge of the life and times of Freud outmarches mine by quite a distance. Who is Wolfman? Is your play going to imagine a meeting with the actual Wolfman…full moons and whatnot (Go Team Jacob!)? If so then I’m afraid you’re tiptoeing mighty close to copyright infringement of my Erich Fromm–Bride of Frankenstein two-hander that I’m currently workshopping.
That was my first point of confusion. My second: Your Muppet equivalent for Swann is Big Bird? Big Bird? My vote goes to Snuffy (the Snufflepagus). I think its his melancholy. (Either that or Fozzie…gotta love Fozzie).
I haven’t been reading as much of Swann’s as I’ve meant to…some, but not a lot. (I was in fact reading some Agatha Christie–but how Proust knew beats me! You know what its like once Poirot starts sleuthing…the pages just cannot turn fast enough.) But I was reading some Proust just know and it just makes me want to read more and more (and more!).
I do have some predictions…maybe that will be fodder for the conversation.
1.) Religion is going to be a theme…he spent 10 pages talking about that church steeple…something’s got to come of that.
2.) M. Legrandin will play a larger role.
That’s all I’ve got.
Happy reading.
Jon