So I read most of To Kill a Mockingbird and the first two Acts of Othello in preparation for Monday’s English sub job. I hadn’t read an assigned text since grad school so this was interesting and somewhat daunting task.
Required reading. Ugh. I wonder how many books I would have actually enjoyed reading had we not HAD to read them. The only book I ever read again after high school and college was Catcher in the Rye.
I enjoyed TKAM but Othello? Not so much. I loved reading Shakespeare in junior high and high school but Othello was difficult for me to read. I don’t know if I am just out of practice reading in iambic pentameter or if I really did not like Othello.
Never have I felt so much contempt for the youth than watching Odyssey. Well, maybe not so much contempt but jealousy. I grew up in the 70s and 80s where claymation among other outdated methods were used as special effects. I still watch the Star Wars trilogy with the same amazement and wonder as I did when I was younger. Don’t even mention the “PREQUELS”; I do not acknowledge they even exist.
You never see the entire sea serpent in the Odyssey, only clips of various human body parts being eaten. Dark lighting, jarring cinamatography, and images superimposed on another image pale in comparison to the special effects today.
How will the youth today appreciate the new effects if they have never seen the old?