Carol’s Comments March
2017
Hello Everyone! Welcome to another issue of Carol’s
Comments. After posting my September blog, I took a rollicking pop
culture rollercoaster ride for the past six months. First, for seven
consecutive weeks, I binge watched all seven seasons (153 episodes) of Gilmore
Girls before the revival series Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life
premiered on Netflix November 25.
Then in mid-October, I attended the spectacular Dressing
Downton costume exhibit at The History Museum in South Bend, Indiana. I
knew I was a truly devoted Downton Abbey fan because I
remembered which Downton character wore a particular gown or outfit even before
reading the placard description! Seeing this exhibit was an incredibly
unforgettable experience. So after Thanksgiving, I decided to settle down with
a soothing assortment of my favorite literary genres to calm me over the
winter.
Although I rarely review science fiction in this
blog, I really love reading it- especially stories about time travel and
alternate realities. So the first novel I selected was The Time Traveler’s Wife by
Audrey Niffenegger.
Set in Chicago from the 1960s through the early 21st
century, this captivating book centers on the nontraditional romance between
artist Claire Abshire and Henry De Tamble, an intrepid and adventurous
librarian who involuntarily travels through time. By using a complex narrative
that alternates between Clare’s and Henry’s perspectives, the reader discovers
that Henry first meets Claire in 1977 when she is six years old. But
unfortunately, he is out of sync with his own time line and is then 36 when in
reality he is only 8 years older than Claire. Meanwhile, Claire continues to
pass time normally awaiting Henry’s return,
Finally when Claire turns 22, she meets Henry in his
real present when she visits the Newberry Library. They soon marry in October
1993 and share a strange spiritual connection as Henry continues to
involuntarily time travel – even frequently interacting with his younger and
older selves during these fantastic journeys.
Thankfully, Niffenegger always provides specific
dates and Claire’s and Henry’s ages when shifting viewpoints so the reader rarely
feels confused. This literary style makes the plot very metaphysical yet also
quite romantic. I found this book especially entertaining because it mentions
many familiar places in Chicago such as the Field Museum, the Art Institute of
Chicago and the Newberry Library that I personally visited as a child, high
school and college student during this time period. By blending science fiction
and romance together, The Time Traveler’s Wife poignantly
depicts how Claire’s and Henry’s unconventional love truly transcends time.
Next I decided to read Nicholas Martin’s new
biography Florence Foster Jenkins: the True Inspiring Story of the World’s Worst
Singer before watching the movie. Martin’s well researched and very
comically irreverent biography written with additional contributor Jasper Rees
primarily concentrates on Foster Jenkins’ rather obsessive efforts to become
not only an impressive operatic songstress herself but vigorously promote classical music
appreciation among New York City’s upper class society in the early 20th
century.
Her musical career first began at age 18 when she
left her miserable marriage with her much older husband Dr. Frank Thornton
Jenkins in 1886. (Dr. Jenkins quietly disappeared and she didn’t officially
divorce him until many years later.) She quickly enrolled in a two year music
course at the Philadelphia Academy of Music and by 1890 started singing
publically at her parents’ home in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania.
After her father’s death in 1909, she moved onto
bigger venues by not only singing in New York City’s elite women’s social clubs
but also organizing many other musical events and performers herself over the
next 35 years.
Two pivotal events during this time period changed
Florence’s life forever. First, she met British stage actor St. Clair Bayfield
in 1909. Seven years her junior, Bayfield would become her devoted common-law
husband, escort and artistic director for 35 years until her death in
1944.Secondly, upon the urging and encouragement of her socialite friends, she
founded her own musical social society, the Verdi Club in November 1917.
Created during the height of New York society’s social season, the Verdi Club
not only featured prominent classical singers and musicians but would be the
perfect place for Florence to perform shielded from harsh criticism. As her
manager, Bayfield made sure New York arts critics were never invited and only a
limited supply of tickets became available to an increasingly curious public.
Proceeds from the Verdi Club concerts were always donated to the Red Cross.
Eventually through these concerts, Foster Jenkins
gained a cult following, Audiences marveled not only at her truly ghastly
singing but at the elaborate props and costumes Foster Jenkins used to enhance
her vocal performances. Sadly, when she reached her 60s and 70s, these
“enhancements” only created more hilarity and silliness for people attending
her performances in the 1930s and 1940s. Florence truly believed all the compliments
she received about her singing voice from club members and sympathetic
journalists who attended her concerts.
Unfortunately, Bayfield couldn’t dissuade her from performing
her final concert at Carnegie Hall on October 25, 1944, Over 3000 people
attended including such celebrities as Gypsy Rose Lee, Cole Porter, opera
singer Lily Pons and her husband popular radio orchestra conductor Andre
Kostelantez along with composer-librettist Carlo Menotti. Remarkably, it didn’t
seem to bother the 76 year old tone deaf Jenkins that the entire audience
convulsed with uproarious laughter, at times, bordering on mass hysteria,
during the concert. Eventually when Florence read the appalling reviews in the
newspapers, the truth completely crushed her spirit. She died on November 26,
1944 of heart failure never fully recovering from the traumatic Carnegie Hall
concert debacle.
After finishing Martin’s biography, I wanted to see
how accurately the film Florence Foster Jenkins depicted her
life and “singing” career. Directed by Stephen Frears and starring Meryl Streep
as Florence Foster Jenkins and Hugh Grant as St Clair Bayfield, Nicholas
Martin’s screenplay, loosely based on his biography, mainly focuses on
Florence’s preparation for her October 1944 concert at Carnegie Hall. Hugh
Grant’s understated performance as Jenkins’ supportive common law
husband/manager St Clair Bayfield contrasts nicely with Streep’s extremely outrageous
performance of the world’s most atrocious singer. Streep’s singing scenes are
so incredibly awful; they are sublime.
I’m glad I read the biography first because the
movie provides very little background about Foster Jenkins’ life. This makes
the film very confusing and disjointed at times. Despite these flaws, this
lightweight comical film is a luscious little cinematic treat that will
definitely lift spirits.
While eagerly awaiting the January 15th
premiere of Victoria on PBS, I suddenly realized that I still really missed
Downton
Abbey. To lessen my loneliness for the Crawley family, I wanted to find
a film or a novel that would help transport me to 19th century
England. Luckily I found both.
Soon after Christmas while browsing through my cable
channel guide, I watched the 2009 film The Young Victoria starring Emily
Blunt on Movieplex. Directed by Jean-Marc Vallee and written by Downton
Abbey’s Julian Fellowes this exceptional movie chronicles Victoria’s
life a few years before she becomes queen through the early years of her
marriage to Prince Albert. The film gives the viewer an in depth look at
Victoria’s restricted life at Kensington Palace under the watchful eye of her
mother the Duchess of Kent and her mother’s despicable friend Sir John Conroy
who hope to act as regents once she ascends to the throne. Emily Blunt’s
marvelous performance realistically depicts both Victoria’s feisty, headstrong
personality as well as her romantic vulnerabilities first with Prime Minister
Lord Melbourne played by Paul Bettany and later with Prince Albert portrayed by
Rupert Friend.
Viewing this compelling film several times before
the Victoria
series aired a few weeks later gave me a better understanding of 19th
century British politics and insight
into Queen Victoria’s struggles and triumphs as a young monarch. I highly
recommend it.
Then shortly after watching The Young Victoria, I
found a positive review in Entertainment Weekly about Daisy
Goodwin’s new novel Victoria. Since I had already read and reviewed her previous
book The
American Heiress for my blog in July 2013, I quickly
checked out a copy the day before the TV show’s Masterpiece debut.
Written simultaneously while Goodwin was creating
the television series starring Jenna Coleman in the title role, her novel Victoria
begins in 1835, two years before Victoria becomes queen succeeding her uncle
William IV. Even before she ascends to the throne at 18 on June 20, 1837,
Victoria must outwit not only her nefarious uncle the Duke of Cumberland but
also thwart the machinations of her mother, the Duchess of Kent and the
conniving Sir John Conroy who want to establish a regency to control her
decision making. Fortunately, Victoria is very independent minded and stubborn
young woman. Before she falls in love and marries Prince Albert, the only
people she trusts are her faithful childhood governess Baroness Lehzen and her
close friend and political advisor Whig Prime Minister Lord Melbourne.
The book concentrates more on Victoria’s emotional,
romantic and political struggles as a teenage queen while the television series
tends to be more melodramatic by including more intrigue amongst the palace’s
servants and royal household. Reading Goodwin’s bewitching novel while watching
the addictive Masterpiece series doubled my enjoyment of the program
since the book mirrored its cinematic counterpart exactly. It made it easy to
immerse myself in the Victorian era because I could visualize the characters
more clearly.
I thought the best chapters in the novel as well as
episodes in the screenplay revolved around Victoria and Albert’s intense
spiritual connection as their romance blossoms. Goodwin’s beguiling narrative
sensuously captures the strong sexual chemistry between them without being
overly explicit. Anyone who loves Downton Abbey will simply adore Victoria
in both book and television formats.
Daisy Goodwin’s Victoria fascinated me so much that
I wanted to delve deeper into Queen Victoria’s remarkably long reign and its
dramatic impact on 19th century politics and culture. So after
seeing Julia Baird’s new biography Victoria the Queen recommended on Entertainment
Weekly’s Must List, I couldn’t wait to read it.
Baird’s extensively researched biography chronicles
Queen Victoria’s 64 year reign by primarily focusing on the personal aspects of
her life. I especially enjoyed the first 300 pages of the book that centered on
her regimented childhood and adolescence at Kensington Palace, becoming queen
at 18 in 1837 and her 22 year marriage to Prince Albert. Along with important geopolitical maps and
family trees, Baird’s absorbing biography which sometimes reads more like a
novel contains a detailed annotated Cast of Characters section which includes
the following people that influenced her personal and political life:
Victoria’s Family, Husband and Children, Prime Ministers, Grandchildren,
Members of the Royal Household, Other Royals, Victoria’s Contemporaries and
Other Figures. Victoria the Queen is the
ideal nonfiction reference companion
to Daisy Goodwin’s novel and television series.
All the books and movies reviewed in this blog can
be found at most local public libraries. My readers in St Joseph County,
Indiana can visit the St Joseph County Public Library’s web site at libraryforlife.org
for additional information. Thanks for reading! See you all again next time.




