old man with literary temperament

Kameron 2022-03-30 09:01:11

The professors of the literature department are all such literary men.
Food and clothing are worry-free, as well as identity, status, and admirers. There are two brushes for archaeology, film, diet, art, and writing.
Life seems to be in heaven and earth, but in fact, when you open your eyes, you really live by the lake.
Of course, such men are very attractive, and even they are better-looking than the male protagonist. . .
Talking to them has to make an appointment and register, but after entering, I gossip, and when I walk to the door, I see 10 people waiting, everyone's eyes are pure and innocent. Then have fun.

I watched the movie this summer and didn't feel it at the time. now think of it. Not without reason. They are like overripe, cracked watermelons, mouth-watering. . .

But such men are often very self-confident and self-confident. A young woman is not enough, a mature woman is not enough, a marriage is not enough, a lover is not enough.
So, the men I see every day who are actually a little snobbish when you think about it, are mostly single. There is also a man who became a tenured professor in his thirties, and the woman he once married married someone else with his child.

The movie is a little softer.

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  • Damaris 2022-04-02 09:01:14

    The male protagonist really looks like Pacheco...

  • Sadye 2022-04-01 09:01:18

    2010-08-21 read. In fact, the (vulgar) ending weakens the tension of the previous plot, making the whole film mild and banal. Probably the author himself has to reconcile with time after all. But the rhythm of the whole movie is slow, the lines are beautiful, the characters are beautiful and moving, and the shots are quite expressive. It is a good movie.

Elegy quotes

  • Consuela Castillo: Beautiful picture.

    David Kepesh: Beautiful woman.

  • David Kepesh: [interview on the Charlie Rose show] We're not all descended from the Puritans.

    Charlie Rose: No?

    David Kepesh: There was another colony 30 miles from Plymouth, it's not on the maps today. Marymount it was called.

    Charlie Rose: Yeah, alright, you mention in your book...

    David Kepesh: The colony where anything goes, went.

    Charlie Rose: There was booze...

    David Kepesh: here was booze. There was fornication. There was music. There was... they even ah, ah, ah, you name it, you name it. They even danced around the maypole once a month, wearing masks, worshiping god knows what, Whites and Indians together, all going for broke...

    Charlie Rose: Who was responsible for all of this?

    David Kepesh: A character by the name of Thomas Morton.

    Charlie Rose: Aah, the "Hugh Hefner" of the Puritans.

    David Kepesh: You could say that. I'm going to read you a quote of what the Puritans thought of Morton's followers: 'Debauched bacchanalians and atheists, falling into great licentiousness, and leading degenerate lives'. When I heard that, I packed my bags, I left Oxford, and I came straight to America, America the licentious.

    Charlie Rose: So what happened to all of those people?

    David Kepesh: Well, the Puritans shot them down. They sent in Miles Standish leading the militia. He chopped down the maypole, cut down those colored ribbons, banners, everything; party was over

    Charlie Rose: And we became a nation of straight-laced Puritans.

    David Kepesh: Well...

    Charlie Rose: Isn't that your point though? The Puritans won, they stamped out all things sexual... how would you say it?

    David Kepesh: Sexual happiness.

    Charlie Rose: Exactly. Until the 1960s.

    David Kepesh: Until the 1960s when it all exploded again all over the place.

    Charlie Rose: Right, everyone was dancing around the maypole, then, make love not war.

    David Kepesh: If you remember, only a decade earlier, if you wanted to have sex, if you wanted to make love in the 1950s, you had to beg for it, you had to cop a feel.

    Charlie Rose: Or... get married.

    David Kepesh: As I did in the 1960s.

    Charlie Rose: Any regrets?

    David Kepesh: Plenty. Um, but that's our secret. Don't tell anybody.

    [laughter]

    David Kepesh: That's just between you and me.