It’s been a frantic week for K and me at Rancho Santana.

With 45 family members here to enjoy all this wonderful resort community has to offer, we’ve been busy day and night managing and participating in all the activities. Besides visiting the five beaches and 2,700 acres of walking, biking, and horseback riding trails, we’ve eaten in a different restaurant every night, held a family Olympics, and displayed our questionable dramatic and artistic talents at a karaoke competition.

Tomorrow morning, most will be leaving, back to their homes in Florida, California, New York, Paris, and Rome. This evening, we had a farewell party that included traditional folkloric dancing, a piñata for the kids, and fireworks.

If you are thinking about a destination for a wedding, business trip, or family reunion, you have to check out Rancho Santana. For more information, go HERE.

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A Sport and a Pastime

by James Salter

204 pages

Originally published in 1967

Paperback published in 2006 by Farrar, Straus and Giroux

A Sport and a Pastime – another Mules Book Club selection – is a short novel. Just 200-something pages. I bought an old paperback copy that I read in bed, and an audio version that I listened to while driving.

I enjoy consuming a book this way. It’s efficient, and it’s multidimensional. Sometimes, when the reader is especially good, I prefer the audiobook. Other times, when I like the voice in my head better than the reader’s, I favor the print. In this case, although the reader did a good job with the dialog, I was less than happy with his reading of the many poetic passages. I wanted him to savor them. He chewed them up.

A Sport and a Pastime is considered by most critics to be a modern classic. And its author, James Salter, has been canonized among America’s great late-20th century novelists, along with Philip Roth, John Updike, and Norman Mailer. When the book was recommended, I thought, “Well, another book I’ve read before.” With the opening paragraph, I realized I hadn’t. And that I was in for a treat:

September. It seems these luminous days will never end. The city, which was almost empty during August, now is filling up again. It is being replenished. The restaurants are all reopening, the shops. People are coming back from the country, the sea, from trips on roads all jammed with cars. The station is very crowded. There are children, dogs, families with old pieces of luggage bound by straps. I make my way among them. It’s like being in a tunnel. Finally I emerge onto the brilliance of the quai, beneath a roof of glass panels which seems to magnify the light.

 

The Story

A Sport and a Pastime is the story of a summer romance between Philip Dean, an American middle-class college dropout, and Anne-Marie, a French girl. It is told by a highly intelligent, highly self-conscious, and ultimately unreliable narrator (who is unnamed).

The plot – well, it doesn’t have a plot. Unless you think this is a plot… Chapter One: Wake, walk, talk, eat, drink, fuck. Chapter Two: Wake, fuck, eat, walk, go to the movies, drink, fuck. Other chapters: The same, but in a slightly different order.

If that sounds like a condemnation, it’s not. Not entirely. For many good reasons, A Sport and a Pastime deserves its literary status. Salter’s prose is engaging and seductive. The dialog is natural and efficient. The sex scenes are not (as many critics have said) pornographic, but erotic. Erotic in a sparse and almost clinical way. And that renders them believable – which, one realizes in reading them, is a significant literary accomplishment.

Lacking the typical arc of a conventional plot, the narrative gets its forward motion by the elegance of the prose and the mystery of the narrator. He presents himself as a friend of Dean, the protagonist. But he admits to his unreliability from the very first chapter and continues to remind the reader that the narration, though it flows like a memoir, is entirely a product of fiction. In fact, I had the notion that Dean and the narrator were one. Dean being the imagined Alpha of the narrator, or – perhaps more interestingly – the narrator being the imagined Nick Carraway to the author’s actual self.

 

Critical Reception

A Sport and a Pastime is, as I said, considered a modern classic. But only I and one other Mule felt it deserved that reputation. The rest panned it severely. Most didn’t even finish it. “It’s like Dick and Jane Have Sex,” one said. “Sixteen times in sixteen chapters.”

I was shocked. Most of the time, there is general agreement about the books we read. But A Sport and a Pastime may be the least-liked book we’ve read since we began meeting 10 years ago. Hell, sophomoric, pseudo-literary novels like The Kite Runner, The Underground Railroad, and Where the Crawdads Sing got better reviews.

Reynolds Price, in The New York Times Book Review, wrote: “Of living novelists, none has produced a novel I admire more than A Sport and a Pastime… it’s as nearly perfect as any American fiction I know.”

And as recently as 2017, Sarah Hall, writing for The Guardian, had this to say: “Since its publication in 1967, during the decade of sexual revolution, A Sport and a Pastime has set the standard not only for eroticism in fiction, but for the principal organ of literature – the imagination. What appears at first to be a short, tragic novel about a love affair in France is in fact an ambitious, refractive inquiry into the nature and meaning of storytelling, and the reasons we are compelled to invent, in particular, romances. That such a feat occurs across a mere 200 pages is breathtaking, and though its narrative choreography seems simple, the novel is anything but minor.”

 

Note: If, after reading A Sport and a Pastime, you want to know more about James Salter, there’s a 54-minute documentary (available on Amazon Prime) that explains his “love affair” with France and his place in modern American fiction. It includes plenty of snippets of his writing, which will give you a feel for the terse beauty of his prose style.

You can watch the trailer here.

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Oslo (2021)

Available on HBO

Directed by Bartlett Sher

Starring Andrew Scott, Ruth Wilson, and Jeff Wilbusch

Oslo is the story of negotiations that took place in Norway in 1993 between Israel and the Palestinian Liberation Organization. The negotiations were conducted in secret because Israeli policy forbade interacting with or otherwise acknowledging the authority of the PLO. They were facilitated by a Norwegian couple that had no authority to run them. But they did. And after nearly 6 months, they succeeded with a historical agreement between Israel’s Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin and PLO leader Yasser Arafat, presented in Washington, DC, with US President Bill Clinton (who had nothing to do with it) standing beside them.

 

What I Liked 

* It’s an amazing story. Worth watching only to understand what an insanely ambitious idea it was, how difficult it was to pull it off, and how resourceful and persistent the Norwegian couple had to be to make it happen.

* Very good acting by everyone, with a standout performance by Salim Daw as the finance minister of the PLO.

 

What I Didn’t Like 

* The interaction between the two lead characters – the couple that actually made the negotiations happen. There was no real chemistry between them. The movie didn’t work when they were in the scene.

* It looked like it was based on a play – meaning there are lots of speeches and the movement of the actors is generally confined. I looked it up and, yes, Oslo was adapted from the Tony award-winning play of the same name by J.T. Rogers. There are many moments when you can imagine how much better the scene might have been on stage.

 

Critical Reception 

* “Rogers’ stage play is a smart, mature piece of writing, but one that transfers rather clumsily to the small screen, in part because its makers don’t show quite the same confidence in their audience’s intelligence.” (Peter Debruge, Variety)

* “Oslo serves as a haunting portrayal of what was, and a sobering reflection on conditions as they currently exist.” (Brian Lowry, CNN)

* “The film is at its strongest when it uses their individual journeys during the negotiations to serve as metaphors for the complicated emotions and human suffering intertwined in the larger Israeli-Palestinian mess.” (Lorraine Ali, Los Angeles Times)

You can watch the trailer here.

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