Showing posts with label Socialism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Socialism. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 18, 2026

Season 5 - Notorious Woman (1975-1976)

Being a fan of Masterpiece Theatre is sometimes hard, especially if you love the earliest seasons from the seventies. If you're extremely lucky they're available to stream. If you're very lucky they are available on DVD, and it still counts if it's an extra on Maggie Smith at the BBC or part of The Henry James Collection. If you're plain lucky the DVD is out of print but you can find a copy at your library or on eBay. If you're somewhat lucky there was a VHS release or you have the original broadcast taped. And yes, specifically for this reason I still have an old VHS player hooked up. And then there's Notorious Woman. Rosemary Harris won an Emmy for playing the formidable George Sand but this series is notorious in more ways than one because it was never reaired. It was shelved, never to be re-released, with no explanation given. And despite the picture above, there is no indication it was ever released by the BBC on DVD in England. If you're lucky you can find a press photo here and there and that's it. Therefore I resigned myself to never seeing this miniseries. And that was the case until I started trawling YouTube. Oh, thank you to whomever uploaded the entire series, all seven episodes as a single six hour movie. Yes, the quality was variable from atrocious to acceptable, and was obviously taken from a bad PAL tape that had somehow survived at the BBC, but however you got it, I salute you. I also like to think you're a vigilante BBC employee helping those who search out lost media to find their holy grails. And sometimes, those grails aren't worth chasing. There's a reason a show has been lost to time. Yes, I'm looking at you Fall of Eagles, you weren't worth hunting down on the secondary market at all. The least you could have done is let me see the Romanovs executed. But Notorious Woman is in a category all it's own. This series is just magnificent with some of the best writing of any show I've watched from Masterpiece Theatre and it deserves a release. Here's to you Harry W. Junkin, your writing is intoxicating. Notorious Woman is just simply wonderful and I don't know why it never has been released, the music is all in the public domain, and the lesbianism is implied, the male clothing was totally acceptable by the seventies, perhaps it's George Sand's radical embracing of feminism and socialism? Can't have people getting ideas after all, because truth is the one good thing in the world and ignorance is the one bad thing Sand quipped to Flaubert paraphrasing Diogenes. And that right there is why I love this show so much, she's facetious with Flaubert, she's bantering with Balzac, she's charming with Chopin. This is a literary lovers dream come true. The life of Aurore Dupin, later George Sand, led an extraordinary life, and here it is brought to us through the formidable talents of Rosemary Harris. If there's one flaw, aside from not being able to find it, it's that it's too short. Once Chopin emerges on the scene as the love of her life it's like he became her life, the most important but still oedipal relationship in her life. Once he's dead it's like her life was over, but she was very much still alive and active. I wanted that comradery of literati to continue. Like Owen Wilson's character in Midnight in Paris, I long for the salons of another era; Fitzgerald and Hemingway, or as here, Paganini, Chopin, Liszt, Sands, Balzac, all commingling in Paris. All lifting each other up and tearing each other down. I don't think since the Beats have we had true literati. Ah, to live in a time where there was this kind of literary and artistic culture. I want to go to there. This miniseries is sadly the closest I'll get and should be the definitive look at Sand, not that movie Impromptu. Hugh Grant as Chopin? Not for me. I want that guy from West Side Story!

Friday, April 12, 2024

Book Review - Ursula K. Le Guin's The Dispossessed

The Dispossessed by Ursula K. Le Guin
Published by: Gateway
Publication Date: 1974
Format: Kindle, 403 Pages
Rating: ★★
To Buy (different edition than one reviewed)

Anarres and Urras are the twin inhabited worlds of Tau Ceti. Anarres is barren. Nothing more than a planet to be mined. Yet around two hundred years previously The Odonian Revolution saw Urrasti anarchists settle on Annarres in a peace treaty of sorts. Since then life has been hard for the Annarresti. But they have eked out a living free of the constraints of the capitalist patriarchy on Urras. There is no contact between the two planets except for once a year when Anarres ships Urras their consignment of precious metals. The two planets live in unwavering ignorance. They might need each other, but they will never talk about it. Which is where Shevek enters. Shevek has spent his entire life on Annarres. Despite the hardships of his existence he has a family and a career. He is a physicist attempting to create a General Temporal Theory. He believes that this will revolutionize life for the Annarresti. Yet there is pushback within academic circles. His duty to the Annarresti should come before anything else, before personal power or glory. Therefore Shevek must perform his civic duties, putting the society's needs ahead of his own. For four long years he does punishing physical labor. At the end of that time he gets to return to his true calling. His theory has won him a prestigious award and he has decided to go to Urras to accept it and finish his work. This decision alone causes political unrest. His mentor claims that he is being selfish and threatening the stability of the political separation of the two worlds. And yet Shevek goes. He makes the journey, he gets his vaccinations, he arrives in A-lo and is feted like a returning hero. After all, he is technically coming home. But if he thought he was going to a utopic society he is sadly mistaken. All the troubles that led his ancestors to flee still exist. He's disillusioned by the Ieu Eun University. Will his work really help his people or will it be exploited by the Urrasti? Perhaps it's best for him to just go home. If he can.

I believe as it stands my book club has now read more books by Ursula K. Le Guin than any other author. Getting to discuss so many books of hers with a small group of friends lets us get into the wide variability of her work. Therefore there are hits and there are misses and then there's this. Commies in Space! Yes, yes, I know, perhaps referencing The Muppet Show isn't the most academic or done thing, but, seriously, that's what this book is. But taken to eleven. Yes, I know I've moved onto Spinal Tap, I just can't help myself. The Dispossessed is the sixth book in Le Guin's loosely connected Hainish Cycle. Seeing as I haven't read any of the previous volumes I don't know if they'd add any depth to my understanding of this volume, but I doubt it. It's pretty straightforward if taken to a comical degree. The series started at the height of the sixties when people became disillusioned with American society, so it makes sense that Le Guin would try to work out her feelings about socialism versus capitalism in the far reaches of outer space, which oddly is also where Andy Weir set his book Project Hail Mary. The problem I have is her exaggeration of these two societies. Annarres with it's socialism is like Russia in the bleakest of bleak midwinters only with dust instead of snow. Urras is oddly, kind of like the opulence of the Zamundan court of King Jaffe Joffer from Coming to America. There's pageantry, there's sex, there's lots of female flesh on display. I mean, seriously, what is going on in Urras Le Guin!?! The way you describe female fashion for the upper class I kept envisioning some weird Time Lord getup where the women's breasts were on full display. I mean, what's that about!?! I get the whole, women as property and the men wanting to show them off, but this is a step too far. If it wasn't so serious I'd almost think this was a parody like The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming, released the same year as Rocannon's World. But the sad fact is this wants to be "serious literature" and the execution makes it a depressing slog.

Wednesday, July 21, 2021

Season 3 - The Edwardians (1973-1974)

The Edwardians is an odd series because I don't think it was meant to be a series. It's just eight ninety minute long stories about prominent Edwardians. There is no cohesive theme, no cohesive style, more on that later, in fact some of the episodes are in black and white while others are in color and all have horrible sound. I'll note I have no idea if half the episodes being in black and white was due to a Colour Strike like with Upstairs, Downstairs, but my guess is that it wasn't. Also use the closed captioning, it will help with the sound. What the series did do well was highlight bizarre aspects of these seven peoples lives that might be common knowledge in England but which I personally didn't know too much about. And if you noticed that there are eight episodes but only seven eminent Edwardians profiled, it's because one of the episodes is just about Edwardian music halls and their performers unionizing leading to a very bleak ending when the days of the music hall died. You will learn lots of weird things about the Edwardians sex lives, Frederick Royce, of Rolls-Royce, had a sexless marriage, Edith Bland, the children's author known as E. Nesbit, was basically in a trupple and raising the other woman's child as her own, Conan Doyle was having an affair on his dying wife, and Lloyd George, well, he'd sleep with anything. As an interesting aside, the Conan Doyle episode does a better job with the George Edalji case than either the book by Julian Barnes or the miniseries adapted from that book. But my favorite episode by far is the one about Daisy, one of the MANY mistresses of Edward VII. This episode is black and white and all done on one set that looks like it was designed for a ballet. There's choreography and movement and it looks very much like it was shot in one take with little set pieces in different areas of the amorphous white womb that is the set. It's so surreal yet somehow that just makes it not only more memorable, but work in a way the other stories don't. It's taken out of time and turned into a parable or fairy tale about a woman with many loves who eventually embraced Socialism. Yes, it's odd. But it's so odd it's not to be missed.  

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