Word: joans
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...wearing their hair too long--Dan and his wife Margaret went to the ACLU and got it all fixed up. Margaret is getting a college degree. Walk into their house and The New York Times is on the table, near books by Eldridge Cleaver and Philip Roth, near Joan Baez records. The Sizemores loved John Kennedy and hated Johnson, hate Nixon. Once they alienated all their neighbors when they had a black friend of one of the kids stay at the house for a couple of weeks. He was trying to kick heroin at the time, and wearing an afro...
...Joan Downs...
...Harvard-Epworth Church, where you see movies from the pews, will begin a retrospective of films by Max Ophuls (with the exception of his most famous, Lola Montes, which is showing at the Brattle later this spring). This Sunday evening is his Letter From an Unknown Woman, with Joan Fontaine and Louis Jourdan (1948), which will be shown with a rare film clip of Mariene Dietrich singing for the English version of The-Blue Angel, called I'm Falling in Love Again...
...Joan that ultimately fascinates Keneally is Saint Joan. To him, her voices are as real as she is. Why not? Keneally's world of 1420 is full of voices - from all sorts of prophets, as trologers, witches. Every oak grove is "enchanted timber." The Golden Bough seems to coexist with the Gospels on these pages, rinding common ground in the ritual of sacrifice. From the first, Keneally's virgin, who never even menstruated, is predestined to shed blood as scapegoat for her unworthy King. "All she wanted to do," he sums up, "was achieve her own victimhood...
Were the voices then holy or demonic? It depends on who is listening, Keneally seems to say. But if he has no new answer, he has a new question. His Joan - part battle flag, part rebel and part saint - adds up to a heroic surrogate for the absurd and contradictory in Every man, "the feel of the frayed edges of all the world's foolishness coalescing in her guts." Is her mystery, he asks, harder to explain than the mystery of any reader's life...