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5 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 06-13-18

In Which We Regret This is the Last in the Series

Admittedly, this last of the Naxos Bulldog Drummond recordings gets off the mark a little slowly. Narrated by a character new to Drummond’s merry band, it takes him a while to join in the fun wholeheartedly. But once we does we’re off, and the thrills, spills and sheer escapism is, as always with “Sapper”, of a high order.

By turns hair-raising and humorous, the latter quality is what makes these tales so irresistible. I call it humor, but it’s really the breezy self-confidence of men who come from a certain class, went to the same schools and survived the Western Front together. This attitude leavens the heroics; Drummond’s band don’t take themselves too seriously, and the passages of high adventure seem keener thereby. When the chips are down, we realize the bluff good humor covers deep feelings of camaraderie. Sapper’s perspective is a nice change; obviously, not every writer who emerged from the trenches in 1918 hated God and country.

As always, Roy McMillan does a superb job. Let’s hope he gets a chance to perform some of Sapper’s six remaining Bulldog Drummond adventures. After all, Peterson may be no more, but Irma lives on.

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3 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 06-07-18

To Be Born is a Palpable Dilemma

Great novelists make us more aware of, and perceptive about, our human nature. Thomas Hardy does that and then goes farther, making us more aware of and perceptive about the world of nature around us. As the flora and fauna, weather, seasons and people of Egdon Heath meld into one seamless whole, it’s easy to see why Hardy considered himself primarily a poet. (If you haven’t read his verse, prepare to be amazed.) Alan Rickman delivers it all flawlessly; as other reviewers have said, this is a perfect pairing of reader and book.

But for all the finely rendered descriptions of nature, the telling metaphors and similes, the keen observations of our humanity and a storyline that gripped and wouldn’t let go, there are aspects of Hardy that try my patience. The tale is superb; but the assumptions from which it is told seem inadequate. If we throw God out of the equation, as Hardy does, we find ourselves in a world where suffering, so far from leading to redemption, just leads to more suffering. And it leads our narrator to deliver observations like the one that serves as my title. Our world, we discover, was, “ill-conceived”, by the Creator, not fractured by us. And our author’s insistence that, “[h]uman beings, in their generous endeavors to construct a hypothesis that shall not degrade a First Cause, have always hesitated to conceive a dominant power of lower moral quality than our own”, may sound magisterial, but it’s wrong on two counts. The Greeks (for one) had no problem ascribing malignancy to their greatest deities. And it is hell, not heaven, that wrecks our lives.

The almost pagan hopelessness that pervades Hardy’s novels and lends poignancy to his poetry struck me, when young and agnostic, as daring. Through the eyes of an older believer, it can seem childish. The obvious conclusion is never drawn: like Paolo and Francesca, these characters follow their passions—and end up in a similar whirlpool. Still, the verbal artistry is there to be savored, the story enjoyed and pondered.

The recording itself leaves something to be desired, too. No reviews I’ve read mentioned it, but I hear annoying fluctuations in room tone and voice level. It’s a tribute to Hardy’s craftsmanship (and Rickman’s performance) that, after a while, I just ignored the flaws. Kudos to Audible for making this a recent Daily Deal.

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4 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 05-26-18

Beginning to Fill Yet Another Gap in My Education

Professor Harl kicks off with an observation that my own experience bears out: history courses focus on Greece, then Rome, and then the Medieval West that rose from the fall of Rome—forgetting that only half of Rome had fallen. That other half (actually two-thirds, in terms of population and wealth), which would endure for another thousand years, is often bypassed.

I always knew it was there. But I also knew it was complex, remote, exotic and, well…Byzantine. Professor Harl untangles much of the political, dynastic, military, religious, and cultural complexities. Even at a mere 12 hours (why not the more usual 18?) there’s plenty here to grapple with, and I now have a reliable outline of the period and the culture, along with some solid benchmarks (the emperors Justinian and Basil II, for example) to guide future reading and listening. Along the way I also began to grasp the roots of the split between the Eastern and Western Church, Russia’s assumption of the Orthodox mantle, her historic sense of mission, and Dostoyevsky’s rabid anti-Catholicism.

There are moments when I wish I were in the lecture hall, able to ask for clarification (the course guide, however, is crystal clear). Other times I’d like to ask questions. For example, if Byzantium alone turned back the Muslim tide—a feat for which Harl asserts the West was “unprepared”—then what of the Frankish triumph at Poitiers in 732?

Covering early efforts to comprehend the true nature of Christ, Harl sees heresies as merely so many “confessional” options, any of which might have triumphed—and their suppression as the beginning of “medieval censorship”. (Never mind that only by being fully human and fully divine can Christ fully reconcile Creator and creature.) When the faithful process icons and relics, imploring divine assistance in moments of crisis, you can almost see the professor’s eyes roll.

On the other hand, Harl gives the first Constantine credit for a sincere conversion. He also refutes the now-standard idea, first stated by Machiavelli and echoed by Gibbon, that Christian mercy and love hobbled Roman strength and discipline. And he discounts the popular notion—one that I’ve passed on to my kids—that an erudite, advanced Muslim civilization preserved Plato and Aristotle for a shaggy, beer-and-broadsword-wielding West. According to Harl, an erudite, advanced Byzantine civilization preserved Greek philosophy for a shaggy, beer-and-broadsword-wielding West.

Now, with the fall of Constantinople to the Ottoman Turks in 1453, the next logical step is to listen to Professor Harl’s series on that empire.

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5 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 05-24-18

Feels Weird Giving Tom Ripley Five Stars

Like it felt weird knowing that he’d get away with everything (that’s not a spoiler; how else could there be four more books in the series?). And it felt even weirder when I caught myself kinda-sorta hoping he would get away with it (hey, I’m used to liking my protagonists, and we spend the entire book in Tom’s head, viewing everything and everyone from his perspective).

But most of the time, while I couldn’t stop listening, I also couldn’t ignore the knot of uneasiness I carried around in the pit of my stomach. Another reviewer has likened this book to watching a car wreck, and she’s right. I’d only add that it’s a car wreck in which all the innocent people are injured or killed, while the person who caused the accident walks away, haunted not by any guilt, but only by fears of getting caught.

On the other hand, it feels perfectly natural giving Kevin Kenerly five stars. Highsmith’s achievement is to make the inconceivable perfectly plausible, and our narrator brings it all believably, chillingly, to life.

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5 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 05-19-18

Pity and Terror

Years ago, I was taught that Greek tragedy was supposed to purge the emotions with pity and terror. Reading the plays for class, most of my pity was reserved for myself. It wasn’t that I didn’t understand them; it was that old truth about Shakespeare, or any great playwright: drama is meant to be seen and heard.

In this case, hearing is more than adequate. The cast is superb; I still feel like my psyche has been used as a punching bag. And now I’d appreciate it if someone could plausibly explain to me how a story about a man who unknowingly murdered his father, wedded his mother, and suffered the massive consequences could possibly yield a theory that we all want to do the same thing.

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3 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 05-06-18

Spartan Topic, Spartan Lecture

If the aim of Spartan culture was to strip away everything—art, literature, philosophy, architecture—that might impede the production of a superbly trained soldiery, then this lecture is a perfect reflection of its subject.

We get facts. And facts. And some more facts. Very rarely is any cause-and-effect (the achievement of Greek historiography, as practiced elsewhere) introduced. The Hoplite revolution took place—but why? The Spartans conquered Messinia—but why? The phalanx formation is described, but we’re never told the origin of the term (it comes from the Greek for “finger”).

I admit, I didn’t know the whole story of the Spartan boy and the fox, alluded to more than once in the works of P. G. Wodehouse. (What a reminder of how deeply Classical civilization once permeated our popular culture.) Still, this free sample isn’t tempting me to purchase any of Professor Aldrete’s five lecture series on offer at Audible.

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5 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 05-02-18

Milestones to Greatness, too.

Evelyn Waugh referred to his style as, “sham Augustan prose”. He gets things wrong—like retailing the old chestnut about the Polish cavalry charging Panzers (a tale put to rest for me by the magisterial John Lukacs). And his late-Victorian certitude about the rightness of his cause and country gives many moderns the vapors.

So what? The cadence of his sentences is like somber music. The errors of detail are due to the proximity of the events he was narrating—and the fact that this is a memoir, not a history. And if that abrasive certitude was the source of his blunders, it was the wellspring of his greatness, too. Unlike the man portrayed in Darkest Hour, Churchill never doubted himself or his country; though uncertain, in May of 1940, that England would survive, he knew England would go down fighting.

The other side of the stalwart war leader is here, as well—the man who, when asked by President Roosevelt to give the conflict a name, immediately answered, “The Unnecessary War”. His love of and interest in Europe, especially France, was rare among his class. His grief at the war’s human and material devastation, and his earnest desire for lasting peace, fueled his resolve to fight on.

It’s hard to read Churchill’s prose out loud without sounding like Churchill; Christian Rodska does it extremely well.

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4 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 04-05-18

The Good, The Bad, and The Sentimental

Years ago, someone at a party enthusiastically described Dickens as “the Ralph Nader of his day”. No more depressing pigeonhole could be found for this creator of tangible worlds populated with vivid characters. And yet that narrow, agenda-driven label is more than partly the author’s own fault.

When Dickens lets his characters be people, with vices as well as virtues, he’s delightful. When he makes them into poster children for social causes—or exemplars of pure, disinterested compassion—he’s tedious at best. Not that abusive schools or plots for forced marriages are good things. And, certainly, rare souls who know how to create happiness for themselves and others make for happy listening. It’s just that, after showing us the school, the plot, or the rare soul, Dickens can’t resist getting up on a soapbox and waxing sentimental. When she warned us of the Cult of Sensibility, Jane Austen knew what she was talking about.

Fortunately, though the sermonizing increases as the story proceeds, by and large Dickens allows his extensive cast to be human. Capitalism comes in for a few knocks (one wonders how he imagined his books were printed, or how his public afforded them). Even allowing for early Victorian sensibilities, some of the later dialogue smacks of the provincial melodramas he pokes fun at so delightfully in this story. Cheeryble Brothers sounds more like a charity than a going concern and the brothers, though rare souls, strike one as just a shade too angelic due, no doubt, to Dickens’ soap box. (Why can’t he let dialogue and actions speak for themselves?) However, I admit the grasping villains of the piece tally precisely with my experience of human malevolence.

And, when the characters are allowed to be themselves, hilarity and sentiment (as opposed to sentimentality) preponderate. This is an uneven, mostly humorous (don’t miss Mr. Mantalini, or the Language of Vegetables), pastiche of a novel; everyone’s romance ends as expected, but those resolutions are followed by other, unexpected and satisfying denouements. And, as always, Simon Vance’s impeccable performance renders it all that much more enjoyable.

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5 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 03-17-18

Shakespeare is like Beethoven

Or Bach. Or Chaucer. Or any great artist. Having studied them in high school or college, it's easy to assume that you "know" their output. You docket them as "great" and move on to other poets, other music, other things: life, job, kids.

Then one of those kids says he's reading Julius Caesar at school. Then Audible marks the Ides of March by offering this terrific recording as a Daily Deal. And you realize all over again how great Shakespeare really is.

Centuries before CG, Shakespeare and his contemporaries did it all with language: dream sequences, crowd scenes, battles. Even in our casual, ironic, post-post-modern world, the greatness of that language can still stun us.

It was also nice to be reminded of which play contains most of Jeeves' best quotations.

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1 out of 5 stars

Reviewed: 03-12-18

The Rave Reviews are Well Deserved. But...

This is, without doubt, the most adroit performance of the most fluid English translation of the Bible available. It is also, without doubt, the most poorly organized audiobook I've ever encountered in almost a decade of listening. Still, I bought it for the reading, and that's worth every penny of the credit.

For example, listen to the Creation: "And there was evening and there was morning…" Most lectors would put the emphasis on "evening" and "morning". Suchet puts it on "there" and "there", giving evening and morning an almost palpable presence that underscores their separation and their reality. Superb.

As with other massive, well-read classics, I use this essential book as (among other things) a way to banish worry and encourage rest. It's wonderful to fall asleep among the Psalms and wake in Proverbs or Ecclesiastes. As for the navigation, we all owe J. Lamkin a round of applause.

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