Rat Bohemia

I just finished re-reading Rat Bohemia, a Sarah Schulman novel I first read when it came out in the mid-nineties. It's such an excellent, eloquent novel. It centers on three gay characters who have found community in lower Manhattan, in spite of gentrification and other changes in the city. The community is precarious, in many ways because of the devastation of AIDS. But the sad core of the book is about abandonment, not community, particularly abandonment by parents, although that is not the only kind.

Another theme of the novel is nostalgia, which struck me because I felt so nostalgic re-reading this nearly 20 years later. I remember specifically where I was when I first read it. Literally, I remember not only the location of the apartment I lived in (West 111th Street), but the way I had the furniture configured in my room at the time. I remember the comforter I had when I first curled up with Rat Bohemia.

Anyway, decades later it's still such a strong and subtle, wonderful novel, with three distinct voices and terrific writing.

A Dangerous Method

A Dangerous Method is kind of a difficult film to form an opinion about. It is definitely intriguing and engrossing, but there seemed to be something missing that made it perplexing as well.

A Dangerous Method is about the early years of psychoanalysis and it focuses on the relationship between Jung, a female patient of his, and Freud. Although most of the drama was between Jung and the woman.

Sabina was first introduced to Jung as a hysteric patient in a hospital. She had an intense, convulsive, jerky manner, with her eyes popping in horror and her chin jutting out in disturbing ways. Through the new talking cure, her sexual repression and desires came to the surface and she overcame her symptoms. She then decided to become a psychiatrist. She also became Jung's lover. Throughout, Jung and Freud discuss ideas and their intellectual differences strain the friendship.

It takes place over a period of years, and maybe these jumps account for the fact that something seemed missing. In addition, although it was fascinating, there didn't seem to be an emotional core to the movie.

L'Elisir d'Amore

What a treat! Last night I saw the charming Donizetti opera L'Elisir d'Amore at the Met. With a fun and silly plot, it featured beautiful arias and duets.

Anna Netrebko has such a beautiful, strong, clear voice. She sang Adina and practically carried the whole show.

The tenor Ramon Vargas sang beautifully and sweetly, and his solos were phenomenal. When he was singing with the cast, however, his voice tended to get drowned out.

The real scene stealer was Erwin Schrott as the Doctor Dulcamara. He had very funny lyrics and sang deep and fast.

The whole evening was very entertaining.

Hurray for the Riff Raff

Last night I went to see Hurray for the Riff Raff at the Highline Ballroom. The lead singer/songwriter is SO good. Sultry voice, teasing delivery, and fun, hopping alt-country music. They are based in New Orleans, and you can really hear that influence. I thought they were great and I'm definitely going to download their albums.

Hurray for the Riff Raff was opening for a singer called Yuna. Yuna had a lovely voice and she did interesting things with it, but the smooth listening pop style of the music didn't do anything for me.

The Exorcist

Last night I watched The Exorcist. As with Rosemary's Baby I remembered this as more camp than serious. But, again, I was surprised by how good the movie actually was.

The gradual possession of the young girl is done very well, and by the time she is fully controlled by the devil it is utterly horrifying. What really gave the movie nuance for me was the character of the priest, Karras. He was so sad and dark, and his struggle added a complex emotional element without which the movie might really have just been camp.

Rosemary's Baby

Rosemary's Baby is so much better than I remembered it! I have seen it a number of times, so it wasn't as scary as it might have been. But I remember it being kind of cheesy and camp in a way. This time around it seemed very tight and focused, very uncomfortable throughout, very unsettling.

To me the story really centers on the husband's betrayal of Rosemary. She was annoyingly passive through most of the movie (which was oddly effective), and when she does take action, her desperation is painful to watch. The creepy satanist neighbors were all excellent.

I think it's the very ending which gave me the memory of it being campy -- the satanists surrounding the baby and ranting about the year One. The implication that the baby's hands and feet were cloven. And the Asian man taking pictures like a tourist...

Oh, and the dream/rape scene was intense! Very scary and memorable.

The Ice Storm

The Ice Storm is a dark, dry, haunting movie set in the 70s about two unhappy affluent families in Connecticut. It takes place in the week surrounding the Thanksgiving holidays, and focuses on the hollowness that seems to pervade each character. No one knows how to connect with each other, and their attempts, particularly those of the teens, are heartbreaking.