OhOh... this reminds me of one of those Amy Tan horrors which freak my head into jello. Not a journey to a little death but a horrid drumming ceremonial march to a real one? Please say not.
Well, Fishy...I will admit that my Korean dramas do have their fair share of torture and executions (mainly by poison); as well as dirty urchins with very badly matted hair...but there are also great Confucian quotes and excellent lipstick and slow-burning passion. Why would anyone seek solitary refuge going outdoors when one can curl up on her couch with all that?
LOL! There IS a great retreat in visiting a reality not our own!
One of my friends is a dramatic arts professional. She has her students watch foreign soap operas to examine the art of communication via body language and facial expressions. They call these assignments: "going to the lab".
My apologies. I continue to learn stuff every day that I should have known long before. I think this reference came down the pike for me in the relatively not distant enough past.
God only knows what this is all about, but your writing sure is beautiful.
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ReplyDeleteNot a journey to a little death but a horrid drumming ceremonial march to a real one?
Please say not.
Well, Fishy...I will admit that my Korean dramas do have their fair share of torture and executions (mainly by poison); as well as dirty urchins with very badly matted hair...but there are also great Confucian quotes and excellent lipstick and slow-burning passion. Why would anyone seek solitary refuge going outdoors when one can curl up on her couch with all that?
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ReplyDeleteThere IS a great retreat in visiting a reality not our own!
One of my friends is a dramatic arts professional. She has her students watch foreign soap operas to examine the art of communication via body language and facial expressions. They call these assignments: "going to the lab".
Fleur: I am presuming you are aware of the meaning of fishy's "little death." la petite morte = the Big . . . oh, never mind.
ReplyDeleteFishy: My favorite line from Sunset Boulevard: "We didn't need dialogue. We had faces!"
Hey, Csar? I was born at night; but I wasn't born LAST night.
DeleteMy apologies. I continue to learn stuff every day that I should have known long before. I think this reference came down the pike for me in the relatively not distant enough past.
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