The Lost
Daughter by Maggie Gyllenhaal, based on the novel with the same name by Elena
Ferrante, author of My Brilliant Friend http://realini.blogspot.com/2015/09/my-brilliant-friend-by-elena-ferrante.html and a few other big hits
9 out of 10
This note
is about the film based on the novel of an author that has caused a sensation,
I have read about her (or maybe his, or their) astounding rise to popular and
critical acclaim in The Economist, where some time later after the initial
article, there was another look at the mystery behind this writer, thousands, maybe
hundreds of thousands of readers and experts wondering who this Elena Ferrante
is, for this was the pen name (still is, presumably) and there had been
speculation over what well known literati, luminary could be using tis
pseudonym and I think at some stage the secret was uncovered.
However,
long before it became public knowledge I had lost interest in the matter, given
that the next opus by the same under cover creator would prove a disappointment
– they may still search for some details regarding the veracity of the ‘real
Elena Ferrante’, contesting the facts, the identity anyhow, there would be
conspiracy theories springing, even after someone had come out, there would be battalions
disputing, claiming they know it is really Lady Gaga, Trump, Messi or somebody
else, doing this on the side, with the help of aliens, the CIA, FBI and other
Western malevolent forces, let me not forget Bill Gates and Soros
You may not
be assaulted by this vile, bilious propaganda, but I find it obnoxious and
sometimes (like now) I am tempted to look on the pandemic years and the
associated lockdown with nostalgia - no, I do not actually, but I think I am
trying to make a joke, or else, more plausibly, I am starting to suffer from
one (or more) of those diseases where you talk (or write) to yourself and then
feel that you are now one person, and then the opposite – and say it is often
good not to meet humans, none of those with mad notions anyway…
Some years
back, I used to spend about five hours every day at the Downtown Club – part of
a World class chain, I think I am going to use this name quite a few times
here, I mean in following notes, not this one, though who knows, the way it
looks, anything is possible, because of the mirth of putting down such a
preposterous claim, world class service it would imply, when in fact they have
turned somehow against clients, admittedly, there are many customers that are
more than a bore, outright offensive, rude, a number of criminal types -there
was this goodfella http://realini.blogspot.com/2019/06/goodfellas-based-on-book-by-nicholas.html that had the number one key [ a
sign of meagre progress, they have cards now) and you could not have this at
the locker room, even when the small Trump was away on business, since he took
it with him, and his status of a gang leader would not allow for such a claim,
and at one point, they would send a contingent of policemen to take him into
custody from the club, they were worried that if they just have a couple of
them, he could knock them down, as he had done with a massive badass from the
force
However,
plenty of conspiracy theories…once, I was sitting in the sauna with one other
client, when we came to talk about the Twin towers and 9/11, and he tried to explain
to dumb me that it was the Americans themselves that took them down, so that
they could justify the war they wanted, and when another eejit came into the
hot place, I said to myself, good, there would be someone with some sense, and
maybe we could silent this loonie, only it turned out that there were two now,
with the same conviction, and then more, as others walked into the frame,
finally it was just inglorious me standing for my firm conviction, while this squadron
and others met along the years showed contempt for Americans (justified if we
talk Trump and the sect) and despised me for my god damn lack of sense
About a
couple of months ago, I returned to the place, after the hiatus provoked by the
pandemic, only the place had been closed for just some months, and when it
reopened, I felt among other things (a worry that the business could collapse,
and then what about money for food and anything, never mind luxuries like
saunas, which anyhow, worked with stops and scandalous outings) a reluctance to
return to the same, old crowd of fools and lunatics (there were two ardent
supporters, one, who has changed his mind in the meantime, had worked as a bell
boy maybe at the hotel and felt that he owes the Confidence Man his vote and
devotion, no matter how irrepressible, loathsome the Orange Clown could be, the
other, a young man of apparent good sense, had in fact some deep, troublesome
issues, embracing such a fraud as that) and have them pollute me again with
their grievances and schemes.
As it
happens, maybe five weeks ago, we have a conversation that hits on Ukraine and
the war, and this revolting mother fucker who is a doctor and hence has no
justification as one with little or no education, with somewhat justified
incomprehension of events, unable to distinguish between propaganda and truth,
spits out ‘Zelensky and Putin are two idiots’ and when I tried to retort, startled
at such a monstrosity, he went about the Americans and the Cuban missile
crisis, and this was just a point against his madness I tried to state, for the
Americans had not invaded Cuba, which what his patrons, the awful Putin and his
cohorts have just done years ago in Crimea, and now they try to swallow the
whole of a country that had done nothing to unleash the Wrath of the Small Guy
in the Kremlin (small in character, never mind that he has the Napoleon
complex, trying to over compensate for height, or shortness)
I had to walk
out of the sauna, saying that this is not a debate worth having, and I know
from the other, 9/11 deniers that no matter how much you try to explain that
this is more than absurd and preposterous, it does not work, and furthermore,
they try to explain every terrorist attack, on a priest in some small church in
France, those who run with trucks and cars into huge crowds, use machetes to
decapitate, machine guns in concert halls in Paris, they have the same theory
that these were sent by Americans, secret agencies and what have you…now about
The Lost Daughter – yes, the film works, but in my humble view , not because of
Elena Ferrante, which I managed to somehow cherish on the first read and then
reject http://realini.blogspot.com/2016/02/the-story-of-new-name-nicenot-thrilling.html but in spite of the original work, due to the
magical skills of Maggie Gyllenhaal, and Olivia Coleman, the latter wonderful
in the role of the divorced, troubled, mother that is vacationing near a family
with serious problems of their own…you my wonder if I have written this
gibberish in this position http://realini.blogspot.com/2022/02/unique-in-world.html?q=unique+in+the+world
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