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Book Report: The Secret of Secrets

I am a Dan Brown novel nerd.  I collect the illustrated copies of his novels and have them on display on a table in my living room.  Not all of his books have gotten the illustrated treatment (and I have read them all), but I have no doubt that The Secret of Secrets will eventually get it due to Brown’s dedication to placing his protagonist, Robert Langdon, in the Czech Republic (is that what they call Czechoslovakia these days?).  And that is a new location for him to be.  All of the places described in the story are real locations.

I’ve never been to Prague so the visuals in that future illustrated incarnation of the novel will be a welcome addition.

I borrowed my copy from the public library – and allow me to give a shout out of gratitude to the East Syracuse Free Library for having a “large print” copy of said text.  Easy peasy, that, to read in daylight, lamp light and near Christmas tree lights.  It took me a week to read the almost nine hundred page thing but only because I read in short bursts due to juggling a bunch of other activities in my life, including road trips and immersing myself in a six dozen strong new series of encaustic paintings.

The entire story of The Secret of Secrets by Dan Brown takes place in the course of a day, mainly, with a bit of exposition regarding the night before and a relatively quick two-day wrap up.

I think I was reading it like an editor.  There were some things that bugged me, like early on when Katherine makes a joke about George Clooney, who was already married two years before Brown started writing the story.  Another thing – the pacing:  later, a lot of dialogue takes place before a catastrophic event that is supposed to happen within fifteen minutes and it took me more than fifteen to read what they are saying to each other, that sort of thing.  Do I not read fast enough or did time slow down?  In that particular case, the guy holding the gun is giving information to people he plans to kill – such a James Bond/Dr. Who/villainesque diatribe.  And of course, the worst offense, the bit where Robert Langdon is in love with a woman he doesn’t know well.  They call each other Robert and Katherine – not Rob or Bobby, not Kathy or Katie?  They are actually having their first hotel tryst and there is no sex.  No sexy either – no romantic banter that would be considered private joke shorthand, you know?  I’m guessing that Dan Brown’s fans are mostly a geriatric crowd but we are all still vibrant, attractive people who fuck.

Additionally, these two people don’t think alike.  She believes in consciousness as it moves around the universe like energy and connects us to one another, with the additional fiction that it can be monitored and accessed  into a conventional science.  He – not so much, but he admires her ideas.  Oh, and then there are a couple jabs that she is an older woman (by four years) after she teases his fitness level, and later, his fashion choices.  She also teases his history lesson offerings.  I don’t know – it is…awkward.

Lastly, and this is the biggest, the whole thing is about the greatest secret to being successful in life, and that is to be fearless about death – spoilers – that what happens after death is the big secret.  And yet, there is no mention of emotion guiding one’s gut.  No stay positive message, which to me is always the correct path and takeaway.  Unfortunately, provoking fears is the whole secret to writing a good thriller.

So those were my criticisms.

I do applaud Brown for taking his beloved character, aging him (Langdon is in his fifties now), and creating another adventure that is different than the plots of the other books.  Yes, there is a creepy shadowy character like there was in The DaVinci Code, but there is an unexpected climax to that.  A lot of the story is told in exposition via several different perspectives and we get only enough to move the story forward.

Now, if these voices told us everything at once, meaning, like, if we were privy to everything in their mind during their tenure as point of view character, there would have been no story.   Why didn’t you just tell me that when you had the chance? – sort of thing.

The book would have still worked if Robert and Katherine had spent the day sightseeing instead of becoming embroiled in a quest for information, IMO.  That would have been a great twist to Brown’s writing.

Overall, I enjoyed the read.  There is a thrill at the end when you put a giant book down akin to having successfully climbed a mountain.  And there is also a satisfaction in coming away from an immersion in another, shall I say alternate universe?  In Brown’s novel, it is referred to as non-local consciousness and being able to harness it into a virtual reality in some way.  Perhaps one could lose oneself so unwittingly, that one becomes someone else by changing one’s neural plasticity.  I think I’m saying that right.  And by one I mean me.

Every piece of The Secret of Secrets’ puzzle left me wanting to get to the conclusion – I’ll give Brown that.  He’s good at that.

I was held hostage reading about an exhausting twelve hour rollercoaster ride of dangerous maneuvers where characters didn’t have time to go to the bathroom or change their wet shoes.  I kept thinking, Langdon is supposed to be a rational thinker who stumbles into New Age ideologies.  Instead, he adopts irrationally provoked decisions, which almost get him killed.

None of that seems fun in real life.  I thought he and Katherine were finally going to have sex but then he falls asleep.  Then, a couple hours later he is awakened by a phone call – there is more to the story that needs to be wrapped up and the couple must reenter the drama – no quickies, no kissing, nothing.

Brown does a good job sticking to his outline in order to drive the book to a tidy conclusion.  None of these characters are good vs. evil, and there are a lot of characters, all just people doing their jobs or rather, making loose cannon decisions masked as duties.

Robert Langdon is the only fish out of water here.  He’s only there to be Katherine Solomon’s sexless plus one, lol, and he ends up using his symbolic expertise and historical factoids to save the day.  What a nerd.

 

Book Report: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes

A rainy day is the perfect time to finish a novel then investigate the movie by the same name. The movie was adapted from the Broadway musical screenplay that Anita Loos co-authored. It was released in 1953 starring Jane Russell and Marilyn Monroe.

The book was published in 1925.

That’s almost one hundred years ago! The characters are similar. I mean their names are the same – Lorelei and Dorothy. One is a blonde and the other a brunette. The title of the novel is actually Gentlemen Prefer Blondes and But Gentlemen Marry Brunettes: two stories. One is told in diary form as Lorelei navigates her journey to marriage and the other is mostly exposition, as Lorelei recounts the actions taken by Dorothy, including her back story of hardship, on her path to marrying her wealthy guy.

Yes – that marriage plot point is the same. The whole thing started when Anita Loos, already a successful screenwriter for Hollywood silent films and a member of the Round table gang (literary types who gathered to exchange witticisms – most people my age and older know this reference), noticed that young starlets were accepting casting couch invites even back then.

I think she was amused by their behavior and maybe didn’t think highly of them. She began penning this story to indulge that amusement while on a train from New York to California or the reverse.

The story had been released as a serial, each chapter in the monthly Harper’s Bazaar magazine and women loved it. It was considered really risque to show bold unmarried women as sexual beings, getting what they wanted – wealth, diamonds, etc. from wealthy men just because they were beautiful.

Specifically Lorelei. She is clearly a kept woman and even though it isn’t mentioned, she is most definitely having sex with Eisman and other men. And she is a teenager.

Yes, they called them flappers back then. Young and single women who wanted to have fun. They partied all night long with all sorts of men – meaning married and single. Mostly wealthy men who traveled to New York City on business trips.

Lorelei states that she had been an actress but the very married Mr. Eisman who wants to “educate her”, who pays for her trip to Paris, as well as her many shopping trips, her apartment in Manhattan and a maid, does not want her working. She says he thinks she aught to write her thoughts down because she is so smart – and this we as readers think is laugh-out-loud funny because the author deliberately misspells words and we think that the stereotypical (dumb) blonde has arrived.

But we are in for a surprise because what Lorelei lacks in book smarts, she makes up for in manipulative-sexy shrew smarts.

I think in 1925, women readers secretly wished they could be Lorelei more than mocking her foolish antics. There’s this one bit when she is in France and she comments that it is nice to have platonic friendships with men – this innocuous comment slides in the deeper meaning – that she is sleeping with all the rest of them – in a way that seems more provocative than I expected for a one-hundred-year-old novel.

How great would it be to have been a party girl in the 1920s with men clammoring to buy you dinner and showing their affection via diamonds and pearls and tiaras and whatnot?

I would love to see a film made about this book that is more accurate to its correct time period. not as a musical, not with twenty-year-old women who look thirty-five, IDK. When I imagined the characters as I was reading, I did not see Monroe. In fact, her characterization of Lorelei was a bit overacted. Jane Russell’s Dorothy was much better. When Dorothy gets wet in the movie (oh, btw, that scene with the men in swimwear is AMAZING), she looks like a modern girl. She’s so pretty without all the technicolor make-up and 1950s hairdo.

The book and the movie are really two different incarnations of the machinations of Anita Loos’ wry wit, style and overall talent for creating such memorable characters.

Read the book then let me know what you think. It’s so FUN!