Day of the Locust/Miss Lonleyhearts

Thanks to Logan's Run for hosting a great BC last night! It was great to have our new member La Mademoiselle there, and also are newly revived ;) member Ms. K, plus little baby N. who treated us to some kicking and moving around. Ms. K, you look fantastic, we were so happy to see you! We also had Riley there, Logan's Run's roommate's dog; given that she didn't eat the dessert, she was much better behaved than Bella. Speaking of food, La Mademoiselle brought caprese skewers and salmon finger sandwiches with crème fraiche to start, then a decadent cheese casserole and salad for din, and (at least to the extent it didn't wind up on the floor) Ciao Bella gelato and cookies for dessert. Dalish!

On to the book. This was by far the lowest-rated book (both stories!) in BC history. In fact, the Doctor delivered our lowest score ever: 2. Other ratings were two 3's, 4, and two 5's. The reasons why the stories were disliked across the board are many. People thought the tone of the author was arrogant, the stories were depressing, demotivating, and violent, the "plots" dragged on to the extent that people started counting pages, and the characters were totally unsympathetic. We also could not figure out why this book is considered a "classic" or has any literary value (or, at least enough to be on school curriculums, which apparently it is). Was there a deeper meaning? Was the author trying to convey his personal philosophy? Were the books a sign of the times in the 1930's? Finally we decided, if nobody "got it," maybe there's nothing to get, the books just weren't that good.

Our next meeting will be TUESDAY, September 30, at the Doctor's house. Ms. K is bringing apps, and Red dessert. We'll be reading the Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown. El Jefe started this book last night when she got home from BC (yes, El Jefe is dedicated!) and wants to point out that even though it is on the heftier side, the type is big and it seems like it will be a quick read. See you at the next BC!

Bel Canto

Thanks to Ms. K for hosting last night! The delish menu started off with crudités and creamy sun-dried tomato dip, followed by a tomato basil soup topped with homemade parmesan crostini (yum!) and Logan's Run's decadent specialty, Heath Bar crunch cookies. People who want the recipe can e-mail Logan's Run!  El Jefe's little kitty Bella would have liked them too.

As for the book, Bel Canto by Ann Patchett, on the whole the group did not seem to like it as much as our last book The Hours. Complaints ranged from "too flowery" to "too dramatic" to "first 150 pages put me to sleep" to "I pictured Roxanne as a big fatty." Yet there really were no standout characters that truly turned people off from the book. Mr. Hosokawa, who drew the most criticism for his self-centeredness, certainly didn't raise the type of heartfelt annoyance that, say, Laura Brown did for some people. Perhaps this book simply didn't have as much to discuss, as Ms. K suggested. But even so, we did raise some interesting points about the Stockholm Syndrome, whether Roxanne and Gen married for love or merely an homage to their shared experience, and the correct pronunciation of Gen's name (4 for "Jen," 3 for "Gen").


A couple of points of business were decided: TCOB will regularly be the first Wednesday of each month; our first BC field trip will be the movie The Hours, starring Nicole Kidman, Merryl Streep, and Julianne Moore, on the evening of Wednesday, Jan. 22. El Jefe will reconfirm attendance and buy tickets the day before.

Next meeting is Wednesday, Feb. 5 at C____ Pearson's house, directions to follow. As per the vote, we'll be reading The Life of Pi by Yann Martel.

P.S. Please e-mail El Jefe if you're willing to bring an app or dessert.

The Hours

And so it began, just one block west of the heart of Little Ethiopia, in the lower unit of a classic 1930s Spanish duplex.  That early December evening in 2002, chilly (by L.A. standards), through post-rush hour traffic (also by L.A. standards), we made our way to the first ever gathering of The Club of Books.

"Would anybody be interested in starting a book club with me? I'd like to do a rotating-host first Thurs. of every month, with the first meeting being on Dec. 5. Only requirements are: you read the book (or most of it) each month, and you are willing to host."

Seven of us were:  Ms. K, Logan's Run, the Doctor, Red, Highlander, Blondie, and me, El Jefe.  Crowded around a vintage bauhaus dining set, newly salvaged--practically stolen!--from the Rose Bowl flea market to match El Jefe's new Los Angeles digs, we noshed our way through a lively discussion of Michael Cunningham's "The Hours."

 

Mies Van der Rohe Canilever Cane Chair, 1927

The inaugural menu kicked off with pita and hummus, followed by roasted tomato and basil soup and gourmet grilled cheese sandwiches (si, El Jefe was making those way back when).  And a scrumptious carrot cake for dessert courtesy of Ms. K.  At least, we assumed it was scrumptious given the speed at which Bella, poor kitty, took it to town.  She suffered from acute feline sugar coma for the rest of the evening.

 Roasted Tomato Basil Soup

 

 

In general, the Hours was well liked, but with mixed opinions on the characters. Everyone's favorite character either was Laura Brown or Clarissa, but most people liked only one or the other;  Laura people found Clarissa to be contrived, and Clarissa people disliked Laura's insecurity and failure to be grateful for the good things in her life.  Overall, there was more sympathy for Virginia Woolf herself, perhaps, because her mental illness is a known historical fact, and she is portrayed in literature as a tragic genius that we are taught--starting in high school English class--to appreciate.  The question also was raised whether the author is gay, given that he wrote a book about three women-- one lesbian and two with homosexual overtones-- and a gay man.

El Jefe couldn't resist putting logistical matters on the table pronto. The majority was in favor of keeping the club all women, but inviting the boys to join for a special meeting once a year.  Also, people were happy with the size and didn't want to add-- at least at first-- more than one or two more people.  Holding meetings on Wednesdays rather than Thursdays also was an idea.  (Ah, scintillating!)  Finally, an admonition to send book suggestions when they come to mind so as not to wind up huddled over the computer at the end of each meeting-- paperbacks only.

The next meeting will be on Wednesday, Jan. 8 at 7pm at Ms. K.'s house. We will be reading Bel Canto by Ann Patchett, 336 pages.