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a journal of the chaos, conquest, war, [far from] famine, and death year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 3, 2024 by xi'an

Read nothing new for a while as I got stuck finishing Babel at a sloth pace… But bought for the summer vacations Don Quixote de la Mancha (in French) and a commentary by Marx that I intend to use as a reading guide. Not The Marx, mind you!, but a professor of comparative literature at Collège de France who gave a guided reading of the masterpiece on the French public radio last summer…. (I gave up carrying the extra abridged Spanish version I bought in Oaxaca eons ago. And already carried for nothing on earlier vacations.) Still, went through a few BDs suggested by and borrowed from Andrew, like De Cape et De Mots, a nice take over Cinderella, Overseas Highway, a none-too-credible Florida-set mafia scenario with great drawings, and Une simple formalité, set in New Orleans with anti-Italian mobs overcoming the corrupted police, and further themes of my liking (as predicted by Andrew!).

Had one cooking marathon a Saturday aft (in the sense it lasted longer than my estimated time for a marathon!) when making new kimchi with cabbage, carrots, and turnips (and of course a large serving of powder gochugaru), matcha rice pudding, grilled peppers, rhubarb preserve, marinated calamare all at once! With markets approaching peek season in terms of offer of local vegetables, I also made plenty of dahls and pasta dishes, like the above panned fennel orecchiette serving.

Watched The Pig, The Snake and the Pigeon, a dark comedy around Taiwanese gangster movies, with the funny premise that the central character is “only” the third most wanted gangster in the country, hence wants to eliminate the first and second ones to achieve posthumous fame. There is not much more in terms of story lines, but loads of (unrealistic) action, and great characters. Not at the level of A Sun, by far, but enjoyable. I found out later that the title refers to a Buddhist tale about the three poisons: the “pig” corresponds to #3’s ignorance and obsession, “snake” to #2’s violence and hatred, and “pigeon” to #1’s greed.

[Warning: There will be a series of Journals posted in the coming days, as I wrote several in the past months, only to forget them in the draft section!]

Madame Hofmann [not a film review]

Posted in Books, Kids with tags , , , , , , , on June 19, 2024 by xi'an

a journal of the chaos, conquest, war, famine, and death year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 15, 2024 by xi'an

Read R.F. Kuang’s Babel. (Or the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators’ Revolution.) With a nice (magical) premise, some forays into linguistics, but fairly lazy in sticking so much to actual 19th Century Victorian history despite the fantasy openings of this alternate history, and in over-(over-)indulging (as in many college-life novels) into the perks of college life at the University of Oxford, plus glaring coherence gaps in the story and in the character construction, along with a simplistic writing style. The last part is particularly painful (in its suspension of belief) and the “necessity of violence” quite readily embraced by the main characters, with poor ethical arguments. Which makes the 2022 Blackwell’s Book of the Year for Fiction Award and 2023 Nebula Award for Best Book of the Year somewhat of a surprise. (While her exclusion from the 2023 Hugo Award list as ineligible was both a scandal and an argument for not holding book awards in dictatures.)

Made Sonoran tortillas (half-wheat & half-rye) to handle a large batch of home made pulled pork, which lasted for an entire week meal-wise! Justifying the 2½ hours and 4 steps they require .

Watched The Gentlemen Netflix series, a British comedy which I found terribly cliché and prejudiced against disadvantaged social groups, e.g., Irish travellers or Mancunian working class gangsters, despite its advertised pretence at aiming primarily at the British aristocracy, “the original gangsters [with] William the Conqueror worse than Al Capone“. And increasingly boring since realism gets out of the window from the very beginning. Loads of potential references to spot though, like a Ian Rankin’s gangster citing the Bible or (very obviously) Lawrence’s Lady Chatterley’s lover.

a journal of the chaos, conquest, war, famine, and death [by drowning & ordeal] year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 1, 2024 by xi'an

Read Indriðason’s Sigurverkið (The king and the clockmaker) while spending the day in Charles de Gaulle airport waiting for my flight to Birmingham. This is an historical if romanced novel taking place around 1800 in both Iceland and Denmark. It is somewhat connected to Hannah Kent’s Burial Rites, —which impressed me so much that it became a customary book gift—in that this 2021 book by Indriðason is also about a judicial execution of a woman (and her lover) in Iceland, if a few decades earlier and by drowning in a bag at Thingvellir—which we visited during AISTATS in 2014—. The story is however told in a plainer style, the son of this woman being both the narrator, and the clockmaker repairing the historical clock of Habrecht—which was indeed in the Danish Royal Collection at the time and about to be repaired— , while the audience is the mentally unstable and in-name-only King of Denmark, Christian VII, whose father, Frederik V, had (twice) condemned the victims to death. Since the main story is known from the start there is no suspense and little sense of urgency, which makes the book slow-paced and not very engaging, even though the depiction of 18th Century Iceland and its dominion by the Danish crown remains interesting, as well as the historical basis for the executions, the Stóradomi [Great Edict] of 1564 that prescribed beheading for men and drowning for women in case of incest (which actually did not take place for the unjustly executed couple).

Made half a dozen ginger jam jars, as it is currently plentiful and very cheap at the local market (although shipped from Brazil!). But mostly because it is my wife’s favourite jam. Resulting in a definitely tangy jam, despite adding rhubarb, (entire) lemons and pears. Also took advantage of a sea brass BBQ to cook on the side sweet potatoes towards an unusual humus.

Watched (at last!) Scott’s The Last Duel, which foundations appealed to me for being a medieval remake of [my favourite movie] Rashōmon and for supposedly taking place in the vicinity of my home county (supposedly so because no scene was shot in or nearby Normandy!). The outcome is mixed for me, as the setting remains Disney-esque despite the use of medieval castles with tidy landscapes and interiors—the Castle of Carrouge being too “modern” for that purpose—, extensive battle scenes—why would hidden archers resort to fiery arrows?!—, a knighthood quite late in the coming,  out-of-tune medieval music, an absurd medieval transplant of the modern constant need to hold a drink, a cartoonesque Paris (where Notre Dame had already been completed and where watermills fed by rainwater would not have lasted very long), but also Damon’s credible play-acting as a medieval lout, strong hints at the [Fol] King Charles VI’s unstable mind, impressive acting of Jodie Comer against her judges, along a ghastly reminder that in medieval times rape was not believed to induce pregnancy. Background conversations are in French, but clash with the main actors’ English (maiming all French names!). So it could have been worse, witness Scott’s Napoleon!

a journal of the chaos, conquest, war, [stale nuts] famine, and death year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 4, 2024 by xi'an

Read The Big Wall (in French), a manga by Yoji Kamata & Kunihiko Yokomizo, which my wife bought me while visiting the mountaineering Éditions Guérin in Chamonix. This is in fact a collection of seven stories about climbing and mountaineering, in Japan, the Himalayas, and Canada, all related with the same central climber. It is a bit similar to The Summit of the Gods, another if much earlier gift from my wife!, in that an outstanding climber, Yasushi, faces extreme situations, saves lesser climbers’ live while trying to solve a personal dilemma. The similarity extends to the highly unrealistic climbing situations where Yasushi survives despite all odds! I also finished Pascale Quiviger’s Royaume de Pierre d’Angle (3), again in French, with many more days and less enthusiasm than the earlier volumes as the story pace drags down to a confrontation between both royal brothers, with too many Deus ex Machina moments and the sad erosion of the ethics of Thibault, the current (and reluctant) king. I also started reading (the French translation) of Along the Tōkaidō trail, (Tōkaidōchū Hizakurige, 東海道中膝栗毛), by Jippensha Ikkû, which is a 1802 touring guide of the road between Tōkyō (Edo) and Kyōto, and its famous 53 stations celebrated by Utagawa Hiroshige in famous woodcuts. Its main appeal is that the guide is a pretext for a ribald novel about two rascals walking the road and the depiction of the Japan life and popular culture in the early days of the Edo Period. However, it is neither a bedside nor a travel book, since I need permanent access to internet to locate place, check the corresponding HIroshige woodprints, and read through the numerous footnotes explaining puns (like its title translating as Shank’s Mare) or special traditions, therefore travelling quite slowly on the Tōkaidō trail!

Cooked most days upon returning from the Alps, if nothing particularly novel, except for pissaladières made with Moroccan msemen basis rather than foccacia bread, since they were sold in the local bakery during Ramadan (along with Moroccan pastillas that were in high demand!). Making these “Nice pizzas” a quick dinner option, for only requiring frying onions for a few minutes and adding anchovies. I also made a few jars of hazelnut butter, upon advice from a visiting friend for using the bags of hazelnuts collected in late summer by my mother a few years ago! They had predictably turned sour but enough torrefaction hid the sourness to make the butter enjoyable (after a few attempts).

Watched a Netflix attempt at Judge Dee stories, which I found lacking when comparing with the original books by Robert van Gulik, especially since it is very loosely connected with some van Gulik’s stories (like The Chinese Bell Murders, The Chinese Gold Murders, The Haunted Monastery, The Lacquer Screen, The Red Pavilion). In addition, the underlying threat from a mysterious revolutionary organisation ruins the purpose of the story and the sleuthing abilities of Judge Dee often appear secondary. Some aspects remain appealing, like in the story centred on a puppet theatre show or the one where the central imperial authority gets questioned by the population of a Gobi town. Overall, I also disliked highly unrealistic resolutions (like the one involving a parting of the sea that was even more unbelievable than in the Ten Commandments!) and the very slow progress of Dee’s relationship with a courtesan whose past life is deeply intertwined with Dee’s family history (and missing from the books).