I can tell you the exact number of books I read in 2013, since I participated in Aubrey Hansen‘s fun reading challenge on Goodreads, with a special shelf to keep track of entries. The number was 106. However, that does cover everything that Goodreads regards as a “book”—individual short stories, novellas, plays, etc. The comparative largeness of the number makes me feel a little embarrassed; I don’t know exactly why. (I can just hear Miss Pole saying, “Really, its proportions are quite vulgar!”) It must look like I do nothing but read, or that I read nothing but fluff. But honestly, it’s neither. I’ve always been a fast reader, and the way my life has arranged itself, I have a fair amount of time to spend on reading, if I choose to spend it that way (and I usually do). If you’re interested in seeing the full year’s list, the shelf is here. Meanwhile, here are some of the highlights, with links to my reviews:
I made a resolution to read more classics this year than I did last, and I think I did pretty well on that. My first big classic novel of the year was Dickens’ Little Dorrit, and I eventually added The Scarlet Pimpernel, The Great Gatsby and The Red Badge of Courage. The latter two I knew of as books that frequently appear on school reading lists, and after reading them I found that circumstance a little puzzling—they seemed much less accessible or appealing than many other classics; while I found things to enjoy in them, I can’t see them as books that would readily spark a love of literature in a new student. I also meant to read more poetry, hence I worked my way through Shakespeare’s complete Sonnets, dividing my time between highlighting gems of phrases or ideas and wandering through murky tangles of involved wording! I also read Byron’s Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage, over a rather long space of time.
I worked my way through some interesting short story collections over the course of the year: Kipling’s Plain Tales From the Hills, Mary Wilkins Freeman’s A Humble Romance and Other Stories, Damon Runyon’s Guys and Dolls, and a couple by Stephen Crane, including his Civil War collection The Little Regiment and Other Stories. Turning my attention to the stage, I began reading some Gilbert and Sullivan—they’re a hoot! The Pirates of Penzance is my favorite so far.
In theology, the standouts were Martyn Lloyd-Jones’ Studies in the Sermon on the Mount (a carry-over from 2012) and J.C. Ryle’s Practical Religion, both hefty volumes thoroughly well worth reading. And Lloyd-Jones’ A Nation Under Wrath, which was, briefly, stunning. My other nonfiction reading, as usual, was largely history: The Longest Day by Cornelius Ryan, A Time to Stand by Walter Lord, A Secret Gift: How One Man’s Kindness and a Trove of Letters Revealed the Hidden History of the Great Depression by Ted Gup, Home Front Girl: A Diary of Love, Literature and Growing Up in Wartime America by Joan Wehlen Morrison (goodness, those nonfiction subtitles!). Also a couple more good Western memoirs: No Time on My Hands by Grace Snyder and A Tenderfoot Bride by Clarice E. Richards. And I finally read The Elements of Style, which was every bit as good as it’s cracked up to be.
2013 will go down in my reading history as The Year I Discovered Mary Stewart. Besides Nine Coaches Waiting, which of course appeared on my top-ten list for the year, I read The Moonspinners, The Gabriel Hounds and Airs Above the Ground, and I am quite glad there are about half a dozen more books of hers that I can spin out and make last as long as possible.
In the Western genre, my most significant reading was at last discovering Dorothy M. Johnson and Eugene Manlove Rhodes; I read multiple books by both. I also read the Complete Western Short Stories of Elmore Leonard, an impressive volume I mean to try and seriously review one of these days; and then tried one of his novels, The Law at Randado, which unfortunately didn’t strike me as well. I enjoyed Louis L’Amour’s High Lonesome, and a couple more books by B.M. Bower—my dear parents surprised me at Christmas with a vintage copy of The Swallowfork Bulls, which I’d long been wanting to read!
I didn’t read too many new mysteries, either; most of my time in that genre was taken up by my Agatha Christie re-reading project. The Man In Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart was great fun; The Governess by Evelyn Hervey looked promisingly charming but turned out to be just okay; Was It Murder? (a.k.a. Murder at School) by James Hilton—his sole mystery, I believe, published under a pseudonym—was quite entertaining, even if I did guess the solution! I also read the first in the Flavia de Luce series, The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, which was quirky but interesting. I may venture further into the series this year.
Speaking of James Hilton, his Goodbye, Mr. Chips and Random Harvest were among the other novels of various genres that I greatly enjoyed. Some more: All This, and Heaven Too by Rachel Field, Mrs. Mike by Benedict and Nancy Freeman, Kate Fennigate by Booth Tarkington, Fraulein Schmidt and Mr. Anstruther by Elizabeth von Arnim, The Magic City by Edith Nesbit.
(If you missed my top-ten list, you can find it here.)
Top Ten Tuesday: Top Ten Books Read in 2013
Top Ten Tuesday, a weekly event hosted by The Broke and the Bookish, winds up the year with the highly fitting theme of Top Ten Books Read in 2013. I read a lot of great books this year; it was hard picking just which ones to squeeze into the nine and ten spots! But here they are. They appear in the order I read them, not the order of favorites:
I love a good solid piece of historical nonfiction, and WWII is one of the areas I’m interested in. I’d been curious to read more details about Pearl Harbor after seeing the movie Tora! Tora! Tora! (1970), and I really enjoy Walter Lord’s readable and information-packed style. I actually checked this one out of the library again and re-read it early this December.
An extremely entertaining memoir of growing up on a New Mexico cattle ranch beginning in the 1880s. Agnes Morley and her younger siblings had enough colorful adventures to spark ideas for a dozen novels—and yet there’s a lot of interesting detail on the people, the work and domestic life of the Southwest too. A great read for any Western fan and/or history buff.
Easily my favorite read of the year. Gorgeous writing, a stunningly evoked setting, suspense and intrigue and romance…it doesn’t get much better than this. Read my review here.
Anybody might enjoy it, but writers especially are bound to get a kick out of this charming book, the tale of a mild-mannered English spinster who writes a novel based off the people in her little village, and turns said village upside-down! Read my review here.
Yes, this is probably the most unexpected entry on my list! I didn’t think I would ever read science fiction. But the delightful characters and twisting plot drew me in, and I couldn’t put it down. Read my review here.
I couldn’t put down this unique mystery from 1927. It’s told from the perspective of two young reporters, a girl and a man, covering a sensational murder trial—the whole book takes place in and around the courtroom, with all the evidence in the mystery presented via testimony and speeches. Mystery lovers won’t want to miss it.
Good historical journals and diaries are another one of my favorite types of books, and May Smith is one of the wittiest, most entertaining diarists I’ve ever read. Her diary gives a wonderful snapshot of life in a typical English town during WWII, and how ordinary life went on under extraordinary circumstances.
Tuesday’s Overlooked Movies: The Magnificent Ambersons (1942)
I went into the plot of the story more in my review of the novel, so I won’t go over it all again here. The thing that initially surprised me about the film was what it isn’t, in a literal sense. Eighty-eight minutes is pretty short even for a feature film. The result is about the same thing you usually get with a feature film adaptation of a thick classic novel: it moves pretty quickly through the story, just touching on the high points. A viewer seeing The Magnificent Ambersons film without having read the book wouldn’t be able to guess at the additional depths the novel contains, in spite of the film’s good qualities.
On the positive side, what there is of the film is very attractive—the filming is beautiful, the acting is fine, and the pivotal scenes from the novel that were chosen for portrayal on screen are often beautifully done: the ball, the sleigh ride, Eugene’s (Joseph Cotten) famous speech on the future that the automobile might bring. I appreciated the fact that a lot of the dialogue and narration comes straight out of the novel. The speech near the beginning by a neighbor woman predicting how and why Isabel (Dolores Costello) and Wilbur will have spoiled children is just perfect. (I did miss the “Riff-raff!” theme, though.) I found it interesting that Welles was attracted to that opening monologue on the fashions and customs of the time period that I found so delightful when I read the book. Usually this type of passage is the last thing that makes its way into a film adaptation. Perhaps Welles realized that the firm grounding in the historical period that it provided was vital to the whole story. It would have been even more effective, though, if he had been able to better portray the gradual industrialization of the Ambersons’ city that is a major theme of the novel. This is one of the film’s weaknesses, I think. We don’t actually get to see the changes—it’s represented mostly by a line of dialogue here and there about how much the town has changed, up until the montage of city streets and buildings near the end.
I think it also diminishes the effect of the ending that we don’t actually get to see George (Tim Holt) and Lucy (Anne Baxter) together and Eugene’s entrance, which forms the closing scene of the novel. Neither Welles’ original ending nor the released version followed the book in this way. I think I can see what Welles was going for here—he wanted to share what Eugene was thinking in this scene as well as what was said, so he adopted the expedient of having him relate it to Fanny (Agnes Moorehead). Personally, though, I wonder why he couldn’t have just said it to George during their conversation.
But you know, after seeing this film and reading a good deal about it, it’s my opinion that whatever weaknesses it has are not all owing to the infamous studio editing job. In my personal opinion, the two “porch scenes” removed by Welles himself would have strengthened it greatly, giving a better idea of the passage of time after Wilbur’s death, and especially making clearer the business of the headlight company, which kind of comes out of the blue later on. The vivid contrast between these two scenes in the novel is also a big part of the industrialization theme. There was also apparently a cut scene showing George’s fury when he discovers his grandfather has sold property near the Amberson Mansion for new buildings, which is also straight out of the novel and would have supported the theme even more.
In a purely visual sense, the movie is artistically beautiful, filmed with unusual camera angles and lighting and some striking use of silhouette shots. The scenes with George and Fanny on the enormous staircase of the Amberson Mansion are quite stunning, showing off an amazing set. Several scenes, I noticed, feature a number of characters all talking at once in a kind of organized chaos, so you take in bits of two or three different conversations simultaneously, something rather unusual for a movie of the time period. I also noticed that in the scene where George and Lucy argue during a carriage ride, the carriage is actually being drawn by a horse and filmed from the side, rather than filmed from a truck pulling a carriage, as you often see in movie behind-the-scenes shots! The costumes are also lovely and quite period-correct, which was also not always the case in older classic films.
In short, my advice to the viewer is the same I’d give for nearly every other film adapted from a classic novel: if you want the whole story, read the book, and then you’ll probably enjoy the movie.
If you’d like to read in detail about The Magnificent Ambersons’ long and chaotic journey to film, I recommend this six-part blog series at Jim Lane’s Cinedrome: Parts One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six (caveat: some profanity quoted in the sixth part). For my own article on “The Man Who Broke the Bank at Monte Carlo,” the popular song featured in both novel and film, go here to The Vintage Reader.
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