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Thursday, February 19, 2009

BIBLIO-PHILIA!

Nominated for Five Academy Awards
including Best Picture...
THE READER
Now playing at Niantic Cinemas
For more info, call: (860)739-6929
Starring Kate Winslet
as a former nazi concentration camp guard
and
Ralph Fienness
as her young lover
1 Corinthians 13
1 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels,
and have not Love,
I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
2 And though I have the gift of Prophecy
and undertand all mysteries, and all knowledge;
and though I have all faith,
so that I could remove mountains,
and have not Love,
I am nothing.
4 Love suffereth long, and is kind;
Love envieth not;
Love vaunteth not itself,
Is not puffed up.
5 Doth not behave itself unseemly,
Seeketh not her own,
Is not easily provoked,
Thinketh no evil;
6 Rejoiceth not in iniquity,
But rejoiceth in the truth;
7 Beareth all things,
believeth all things,
hopeth all things,
endureth all things.
8 Love never faileth:
but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail;
Whether there be tongues, they shall cease;
Whether there be knowledge,
it shall vanish away.
9 When I was a child,
I spake as a child,
I understood as a child,
I thought as a child:
but when I became a man,
I put away childish things.
13 And now abideth faith, hope, Love; these three;
but the greatest of these is
Love
Jaded, fading beauty, aging....
Why would a charming honest young schoolboy choose to wile away his afternoons with Hannah?
Granting her wishes to always read books to her before making love?
Easy! Because he loved her.
Once upon a time, after the affair began, Michael saw Hannah during her workday, taking tickets as a conductor on a trolley, Europe. He sat in the second car, thinking she did not want to see him.
When next he paid her a visit at her home, she spurned him, angry and hurt that he avoided her in public.
Once upon a time, he suggested a cycling trip through the beautiful countryside.
"Why must you plan everything?" she asked languidly.
Over lunch at an outdoor cafe, the waitress mentioned "your mother." In reply, Michael kissed Hannah on the lips before they cycled off into the sunset.
Suffice it to say that Love is Love! It knows no boundaries. Love transcends age, beauty, race, social class, and even, gender.
Strangely, Hannah was made a scapegoat in the end, for just doing her job. Sentenced to prison for life, she found jail to be more freeing and forgiving than the real world.
In the end, she donates what money she has left to someone she feels she wronged as a former Nazi concentration camp guard. Together, Michael and the Jewish woman living in the United States as a successful lawyer both agree to use the funds to promote --
LITERACY!!
Building a Jewish LIBRARY in order to right the wrongs, the sins of the fathers visited upon the children.
More on literacy and libraries in the month of March! (Beware the ides of March!)
Sincerely,
Denise Readsmore Books

"I'm Charmed!"

On: Charmed
the final season
"engaged and confused"
(original airdate: feb. 26, 2006 on WB)
alyssa milano as Phoebe
and victor webster as Coup
"Well, it took you long enough."
TWIST! PUNCH! (Crash!)
"Well, love is...never having to say you're sorry."
"Ha!"
(Freeze! ) "That's nice. Very nice." (admiring her sandal) "You lie awake at night...afraid that you may never find love again. The best years of your life lost, battling for the Greater Good... but at the cost of starting your own family. Yeah. That oughta do it." (Unfreeze! Knock on a**!)
"No need to fight me, Phoebe! I'm on your side."
"Like hell you are!"
"Just sit down, OK? Listen. Now you were just thinking how you lay awake at night, right? How you're afraid that you may never find love again. Ah, not fair, really. I already know I'm right."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Cupid. I'm one of them, anyway. You can call me Coup."
"That's just great, COUP. But, you know what? I don't have the time for this because I need to go find my sisters --"
"You always say that and that is exactly why I'm here. You always think that you never have time for love. You know, that's why the Elders sent me. They feel guilty, you know, about how everything got all messed up after they enlisted you. So they sent ME down to help you get things back on track."
"Oh, OK, you know what? I don't need help finding true love."
(Smile) "Well, apparently, you do."
"Excuse me?"
"You didn't even notice me at the cafe."
"Oh. Well, y'know what? I didn't notice you at the cafe because you're -- you are just not cute."
(Chuckle) "No. I'm cute. You're resistant."
* * *
"That still possible?"
"Not only is it possible, it's destined. We are going to have to hurry."
"But my star charts..."
"All wonky. Sorry, your math stinks. Anyway, I'll show you about that later. First, we're going to heal your heart."
"No. First, I need to go kill some Demons, because if I don't -- none of this is going to matter.
OK?"
"Ha, ha. You're resistant."
"You know what? You can take your bow and arrow and shove it up your....and don't even try to freeze me....because I will vanquish you."
"Phew! This is going to be tougher than I thought."

"The Importance of Being Earnest"

"The Importance of Being Earnest"
a trivial comedy for serious people
by Oscar Wilde
Feb. 12, 13, 14, 15, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22 at 7 p.m.
Feb. 15 & 22 at 3 p.m.
at the Shaw Mansion Museum
11 Blinman Street, New London, CT
$20 ($15 students and seniors)
Presented by Flock Theater
(in association with the New London County Historical Society)
443-3119
Directed by Michael Langlois
Cast
Dan Dykes
Ted Kowalcyzk
Christie Williams
Thomas C. Kelly
Sharon Challenger
Julie Rattey
Gita Hassin
Suzanne McCormack
Vince Dull
"A Wilde Time," this erstwhile play is called by The Day.
Staged in the small parlor of the Shaw-Perkins Mansion, the 18th century scene is befitting the occasion, as well as the dark, stormy night outside. RSVP strongly suggested, as there are only about 18 seats, the most.
Snow to sleet to rain was predicted by the reliable news station for Wednesday, the evening of February 18. "We're going!!" "If you want to do something, you'll do it!"
Words cannot express the hilarity, idioc --idiosyncracy, peculiarity, rarity of this earnest, erstwhile dramatic comedy of a dark, stormy night.
Witticism, verbal play-by-play is not my forte. Doubled over with laughter throughout, I have found new feelings for my residence. Feelings of forgiveness! Forgiveness for some of these people, the idle rich, who have nothing to do nor do they want to. For seeing someone with fresh air, an element of drama come into their dull lives...it makes "good conversation!" Why should I take that away from them?
I can't take back what I said, whether by spoken word, letter, or "successfully published." (period inside the quotes) But for those of you who obey "the letter of the law," please find my words a stern warning!
If I had more money, I would purchase said residents each a ticket to the most riotous, infamous, dramatic comedy I have ever had the opportunity to see. I'm afraid the humor may bypass some of them, though. A "cheap night out" is a cheap night out, however. (No offense to the fine performances of all and the period costume, as well, especially the elegant turquoise dress and divine hat of Miss Fairfax.)
Adjacent to the small parlor where the "drama" took place, the Shaw Mansion has a mall museum and gift shop. Veering towards the history of New London and the Revolutionary War -- I must take car. After all, my Blog is all about Love this month -- not War!!
However, "Paula" is strongly encouraging that I broaden my horizons. A history buff, a movie buff, a fashion buff, Paula had the education of a junior at Harvard which she attended while she lived in Boston for 18 years in the 1960s, 70s era. Her husband Tommy who she survived by eight years possessed genius IQ of 180, she said. Fond of our friendship, she enjoyed our conversations, as she felt she could only have such conversations with her beloved Tommy until she met me.
Getting to the point, as she would insist, Paula urged me to watch said play, "The Importance of Being Earnest" on the Turner Classic Movie channel, on the eve of an early September Friday evening. In despair of a work incident which took place earlier that day -- "but just let bygones be bygones" -- I called her crying that evening. She listened, she pulled -- and then suggested I watch this movie on TV. When she called me back two or three hours later that night, she said:
Did you watch "The Importance of Being Earnest?"
Sadly, I said no. I was still upset and crying over the episode which had taken place earlier that day -- from which, I may add, I have since healed.
I have to see this movie!! I have to see it; I have to see it. We're going, aren't we? If we don't go, I'm going to be mad!!"
P.S. For more information on guided tours of the Shaw Mansion and the "patriots" of New London, (also home of the New London Historical Society since 1907), call (860)443-1209 or go to:
Among the British booty captured by Shaw which I saw, from the profit of his "privateering days:"
the tooth of Colonel Ledyard and a piece of wood from his casket as well! (of Fort Griswold fame)...
the sword of Benedict Arnold, which he probably used during the "burning of New London," where he betrayed America and switched to the other side, now infamously known as "Traitor", and from Norwich, CT...
divers doctors tools used for surgery (glad I wasn't a patient back then!!) :) ...
...and a red, white and black uniform stood sentry.
(Inded, as I sat and watched the evening's entertainment, certain shadows did startle me, a small in stature, at once bright and dark image -- the black and red uniform -- the ghost of Benedict Arnold himself????

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

"Love's Enchantment: Yes, Ma'am!"

Love's Enchantment: Yes, Ma'am! The United Coast Guard Band presents "LOVE" In Concert On Sunday, February 15 at 2 p.m. Leamy Hall Auditorium New London, CT Admission is always FREE No ticket ever required For more info, call (860)701-6826 or go to: http://www.uscg.mil/band Oh, and make sure you have your driver's license handy!! LOVE'S ENCHANTMENT "Semper Paratus," the official military march song of the U.S. Coast Guard began the post Valentine's Day matinee concert. To which sudden tears did well up in my eyes, once again. (Remembering Paula!) CW03 Richard E. Wyman announced, "Cupid rules the day!" Been at it eleven years, I overheard him say, he hopes for ten more. Here's hoping! Although I am a big fan of the U.S. Coast Guard Band concerts, and I appreciate the fact that J. Philip Sousa has "oft overlooked romantic works," I feel he gets too much air time! (Come on, you guys! Just giving you something to work toward in the future.) I feel that all of his works sound exactly the same. Now, the public may or may not share my tastes, as I tend to "go against the grain," and find myself "forced to fly under the radar," so to speak. In lieu of "John-boy," I would like to hear the military medley of marching songs where the band plays homage to members of the armed forces in the audience, allowing "our heroes" to stand in tribute. I always enjoy clapping along to these songs and I feel they should be played at every concert. "And that's all I have to say about that." Next, I enjoyed the Suite from the ballet, Romeo & Juliet, especially the first movement and the sixth movement, The Montagues and Capulets (the two warring families of the star crossed lovers in this ancient tragedy). Not to dwell on the "sordid" facts of my existence, but these two movements brought to mind my residence, a microcosm of The Neighborhood. Unearthly, the strains felt -- Forbidden! Foreboding! Judgement! Haunted! Unforgiving! Indeed, on two consecutive days, these were the vibes I felt as I walked The Neighborhood, on a late Friday afternoon and early on a Saturday morning. Bold, knarly trees scratched the sky. Black tinted windows of the homes suggested a funereal feel. No birds sang. No faces smiled at open windows of The Neighborhood. No signs of life exist where Spring has not come. Don't stare too long! Do you want some of those old seafaring ghosts to follow you home?? P.S. Guess they never got The Memo! Next, ooh, la-la! Wish I could be That Girl. (Whoops, I am dating my age!) MU1 Lisa Williamson, Soprano, appeared ever sparkling in a fitted red satin jacket over a "little black dress," complete with black lace overlay bodice and A-line silouette. Her clever hair cut was at once a page-boy and a bob. Of which the Fashion Police should find her beauty very "arresting!" MU1 Williamson hold a Bachelor of Music in voice performance from the Peabody Conservatory of Music. From a blood line of military members, she hails from Alexandria, Virginia. She sang: "My Funny Valentine" by Richard Rogers and Lorenz Hart Arranged by Genius MUC Ian Frenkel of Moscow, Russia.
MY FUNNY VALENTINE
You're my funny valentine
Sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart.
Your looks are laughable, un-photographable
Yet, you're my favorite work of art.
Is your figure less than Greek?
Is your mouth a little weak?
When you open it to speak, are you smart?
But don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay, little valentine, stay!
Each day is Valentine's Day.
I believe the following selection was "said" to be on the charts for 38 weeks in 1938, the year of the hurricane, and my parents' and my best friend's birth.
"I stand corrected!" (dancingdenise529@live.com)
"Blue Tango" by Leroy Anderson, I found to have rather mischievous undertones, especially for a tango!
Next, I found Symphony No. 2, Romantic, Third Movement from 1930 and directed by CW03 Richard Wyman -- to be young, bright and promising! A rising star! With dramatic undercurrents and wide sweeping scope -- it suggested a Voyage on the Horizon! Rebirth! On the brink. Of a new adventure!
To which I gave a standing ovation, the only one in the audience, just before Intermission. I admit to being lavish with praise, well-deserved, that is.
Outside in the bright sun, I took a brisk walk. As I returned, I hurriedly walked alongside the sun.
I'm taking you with me, Paula! I'll have 'em licked! I'll pull through this! And when it's over -- I'll never go hungry again! No, nor any of my folk. As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again!
I strode past the artistic, erstwhile sculpture of "the bear there"of whom Paula was fond.
Indeed, I felt her earthy presence heah today.
The final piece featured "My Fair Lady" Symphonic Picture, a mixed medley of tunes I did not recognize from the 1955 blockbuster Broadway musical, save for "I Could Have Danced All Night," which kept finding its way back into the threads of the reverie. A recurring "appearance." No doubt!
I could have danced all night.....I could have danced all night.....I could have danced all night.....I COULD HAVE DANCED ALL NIGHT!!****&(:)***!
And dramatically directed by the ever conscientious and handsome hand of
CDR Kenneth W. Megan.
"Yeah, Paula! I get the picture. Guess there IS more to the Other Side than clouds!!" :)
Happy Valentine's Day to You All!
I love you!
Denise

Sunday, February 15, 2009

"Love Means Never Having to Say You're Sorry!"

"Love Means Never Having to Say You're Sorry" "You're under the mistaken impression that I wanted to make love to you." "Was I?" "But I'm not interested. Definitely! Not interested." "Good. At least, we've got one thing in common." "Look, Cavalleri, I know your game. And I'm tired of playing it. You are a supreme Radcliffe smart***, the Best. You put down anything in pants. But verbal volleyball is not my idea of a relationship. And if that's what you think it's all about, why don't you just go back to your music wonks and good luck!" "See, I think you're scared. You put up a big glass wall to keep from getting hurt. But it also keeps you from getting touched. It's a risk, isn't it, Jenny?" "At least, I have the guts to admit what I felt. Someday, you're going to have to come up with the courage to admit you care." "I care." MUSIC OVER...Kiss..... "You think your Priest would like this?" "I don't have One." "Aren't you a Good Catholic Girl?" "Well, I'm a girl...and I'm good, right?" "Mmmm..." "So that's two out of three." "Why do you wear it?" "It's my mother's." "Why'd you leave?" "What?" "Why'd you leave The Church?" "I dunno. I never really joined." "I mean, I never thought there was another world better than This One. I mean...what could be better than Mozart...or Bach....or you.." "Oliver." "What?" "I love you." "Next year...I have a scholarship in Paris." "Paris?" "Yeah. I've never been to Europe. I can hardly wait." "How long have you known about this?" "Come on, Oliver, don't be stupid. Would you, please? It's inevitable." "What is?" "That we're going to graduate and go our separate ways and that you're going to go on to law school." "What're you talking about?" "You're a Preppy Millionaire and I'm a Social Zero." "What does that have to do with going our separate ways? We're together now, aren't we?" (We're happy.) "Look, Harvard is like this big Santa Claus bag full of all kinds of crazy toys, but when the holiday is over,--" "This has been a little bit more than a holiday, Jenny!" "They come home, shake you out and you go back to where you belong." "You're going back to Cranston, Rhode Island and bake cookies?" "Pastries, and don't make fun of my father!!" "Can we get a cup of hot chocolate?" (Said outside Wolman Rink in Central Park, New York City) "Sure! I'll even pay." "Very gracious of you." "I told you, I liked it best when I supported you." (In the Cafe): "You always supported me. After all, what's money?" "I don't know." "Hey, could we afford a taxi?" "Where do you want to go?" "The hospital." "How is she?" She wants the troops to be home for Christmas. "Always running the show." She may succeed. "It doesn't hurt, Ollie, it really doesn't. It's like falling off a cliff in slow motion, you know...." "Yeah..." B***S***! You never fell off a cliff in your whole life." "Yes, I did. When I met you." "Yeah. What a falling off was there. Who said that?" "I don't know; Shakespeare." "Yeah, but who? I mean, what play? I went to Radcliffe; I'm supposed to remember those things." "You want to talk music?" "Whatta you want to talk, funerals?" "Now, you've got to stop being sick; that guilty look on your face; it's sick. Would you stop blaming yourself, you stupid g**d*** preppie! It's nobody's fault. It's not your fault." "Screw Paris!" "What?" "Screw Paris and music and all that stuff you thought you stole from me! I don't care; do you believe that?" "I believe it. I really do." "Would you please do something for me? Would you please hold me?" Oliver, why didn't you tell me? As soon as I found out, I jumped in the car. "Jenny is dead." I'm sorry. "Love means never having to say you're sorry."
LOVE STORY
Paramount Pictures
(1970)
Starring Ali McGraw
as Jenny
and
Ryan O'Neal
as Oliver
Directed by Arthur Miller
Written by Erich Segal
Music
Franis Lai
Available at Your Local Library