Wow, I’m cutting this one close to the wire! Shame on me for getting caught up reading. Oh, who am I kidding? I’m never ashamed of getting caught up in reading! Hi, guys, it’s Friday again, and time to have a little fun! Here in the darkest jungles of Appalachia, there is much talk (from my husband) of firing up his smoker and doing a little cookout. Problem is, it’s April and that means the weather, while beautiful now, cannot be counted on to stay pretty for more than ten minutes running. I do hope it stays pretty; Hubby has been waiting so patiently to do a cookout, and I’m hoping Daughter will bring Grandsons out to join the fun.
Okay, on to business. What I got caught up in reading, and made me nearly miss my deadline, were my possibilities for today’s Fun Friday installment. I actually have an embarrassment of riches this week, and I can’t really decide which ones to share and which ones to save to another day.
Let’s start small. You’ve heard of the Raimi Brothers, right? Sam Raimi is a Hollywood wunderkind, directing the Spiderman movies, and being a co-creator of one of my favorites, the Evil Dead Franchise. Well, his brother Ted (a character actor and quite charming, in my humble opinion) has started a pulpy little series on Youtube called “Deathly Spirits.” Each video is very short, just about five minutes. Ted Raimi is the host, playing… well, a creepy dude who lives in a creepy Edwardian house. Raimi gets the show started, then tells a (very) brief horror story, and then wraps up by describing how to make a cocktail that (sort of) matches up with the story. When asked, Raimi said he was inspired by the old horror anthology radio shows of yesteryear, how wonderfully moody and atmospheric they could be, and how wonderfully chilling their hosts were. He is consciously trying to reproduce that.
There have only been two installments so far on this little series, but it has promise. The stories he tells aren’t all that scary, but then again, he’s basically giving an audio version of a drabble. I’m not a drinker, so I’m not qualified to comment on the cocktail recipe’s quality. But I think the idea of pairing these two concepts is cute and clever, though not really unique. Here’s a link so you can check it out.
Speaking of radio, that brings me to our next installment. Maybe you’ve heard of The Saint; Val Kilmer made a pretty crappy movie of it back in 1997 (it made good money, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t suck). This crappy movie was loosely based (very loosely) on a series of novels by British-American author Leslie Charteris (you can find a comprehensive list here). The novels, unlike the movie, were pretty good. The movie depicted The Saint as more of a freelance spy. In the novels, he was more a thief with enlightened self-interest. Every description I have seen compares him to Robin Hood, and not without merit.
The Saint, who is actually named Simon Templar is a thief who, with the help of certain friends and cohorts, uses his thieving and con artist skills to take down mobsters, corrupt politicians and others who prey upon the less fortunate. He gets his nickname from his calling card, which he leaves at crime scenes: a stick figure with a halo.
There were lots of incarnations of these novels. There was that Kilmer movie (which I am not going to say anything more about. I hope.). There were magazine short stories and comic books. I remember watching the TV series incarnation, starring Roger Moore; it wasn’t bad for sixties television (no, I’m not that old; it was reruns. Besides, the TV show was British; we didn’t get first run here in the darkest jungles of Appalachia). But what I’m here to share with you today is my personal favorite incarnation: the radio show.
Yes, I know, I am more than a little biased about radio. What can I say? I have found my niche, and I love it there. But anyway, there were several iterations of the Saint on radio, with runs in the late forties, and early fifties. The one I’m looking at was from 1950, and starred, of all people, Vincent Price, the King of Golden Age Horror. And he does a cracking good job playing the part; he sounds like he’s having a grand old time, which is what a character like the Saint needs.
Anyway, the Internet Archive has a collection of the recordings available to download or to stream for free, so I totally recommend you give it a listen.
My final installment is another oldie. Would you believe my first encounter with Tintin comics was when I was a little girl? And in German?! True story. My mother and father both taught at the same high school, so I spent a lot of time in that building. One day I wandered into the library and found a copy of a Tintin comic in a hardcover library binding. Now this is a high school library, and I was seven or eight years old; finding a comic book, something with colorful pictures in it, yeah, that was like finding the mother lode. The fact that the whole thing was in German didn’t faze me at all; I wouldn’t stop whinging until Mom checked them out for me (there were like four volumes).
Luckily for me, I spoke enough German as a child to read the books fairly well. Okay, fairly is overstating it, but I understood what the stories were about, and Dad was glad to fill in the blanks (all my sisters spoke at least a little German, out of self-defense; Mom and Dad spoke German when they wanted to discuss things they didn’t want small ears to hear)
ANYWAY (man I can wander off topic sometimes), I fell in love with those Tintin comics. Now I’ve grown up, I see the flaws in the comic, but I can’t give up my affection for this series.
Who exactly is Tintin? He’s a cub reporter, an investigative journalist who travels around the world with his little fox terrier companion, Snowy, looking for stories and finding adventure and danger. Okay, they say he’s a reporter. But you never actually see him reporting on anything, or even just writing anything down, so take that “reporter” thing with a big grain of salt. What he does do is get into trouble, all kinds of trouble, from tangling with spies to science fiction to deathtraps that 60’s era Batman would respect.
Tintin is another one they made a movie of not too long ago, this time an animated venture that was visually very striking and not a bad story, too. But the original Tintin adventures were a series of comic strips by Hergé, a Belgian artist. They were in French, and first appeared in 1929 in a youth supplement to the Belgian paper, Le Vingtième Siècle. At one time, it was considered one of the most popular comic strips in all of Europe. It has been collected in comic books, and appeared in radio, theater and the movies as well as continuing as a comic strip all the way up into the 1980’s!
Fair warning: these comic strips are not even close to being politically correct. Especially in the earlier comics, they are brazenly racist, depicting black people as almost subhuman (Tintin in the Congo), Russians as unrepentant villains (Tintin in the Land of the Soviets), and we’re not even going to discuss how orientals are depicted. There’s also a lot of paternalism in the books, as well as a casualness to violence against animals and people. I’m not going to argue about this; if you can’t stand that sort of thing, don’t read it. But if you can get past it, understand that this series is from a different time and a different world, then you might very well enjoy this series. Rather than try to link to all of the books (there are 20-something volumes, in half a dozen languages), I’ll just give you the Goodreads listing; from there you can click your way to Amazon or the book outlet of your choice. Give them a try: good pulpy fun!
Okay, I should have had this posting out almost an hour ago. Feel free to blame my daughter. She called me just as I was getting ready to write my closing paragraph and sign off. But I don’t feel too guilty; being almost an hour late was worth it to talk to my daughter and sing the ABC song with my grandson! Anyway, forgive my tardiness and, well, you know the rest: tweet, comment, share, write. My addy is ajwiter-@-ajclarkson-dot-net. If you have something to share for Fun Friday, give me a shout. And until we meet again, be good. And if you can’t be good, don’t get caught!
P.S. Don’t forget: Vandalia Con is in less than six weeks! http://www.vandalia-con.org BE THERE!!!