FOREIGN OBJECTS

Here's a little article I wrote on FutureLearn about Théophile Gautier's Roman de la momie:

Sandra Elena Dermark Bufi

16 MAR

For me, close reading and contextualisation allow for the best dialogue when put together, especially when it comes to spotting intertextual references. To put an example: Let us take two examples of the same story --a biblical episode and its French 19th-century retelling. 
...and the LORD brought an east wind upon the land all that day, and all that night; and when it was morning, the east wind brought the locusts. 
And the locusts went up over all the land of Egypt, and rested in all the coasts of Egypt: very grievous were they; before them there were no such locusts as they, neither after them shall be such. 
For they covered the face of the whole earth, so that the land was darkened; and they did eat every herb of the land, and all the fruit of the trees which the hail had left: and there remained not any green thing in the trees, or in the herbs of the field, through all the land of Egypt. 
Book of Exodus, King James Version

Now on to Théophile Gautier's version of the Eighth Plague:

 [···] elles se succédaient par tourbillons, comme la paille que disperse l’orage ; l’air en était obscurci, épaissi ; elles comblaient les fossés, les ravines, les cours d’eau, éteignaient sous leurs masses les feux allumés pour les détruire ; elles se heurtaient aux obstacles et s’y amoncelaient, puis les débordaient. Ouvrait-on la bouche, on en respirait une; elles se logeaient dans les plis des vêtements, dans les cheveux, dans les narines; leurs épaisses colonnes faisaient rebrousser les chars, renversaient le passant isolé et le recouvraient bientôt...

They followed each other in swarms like the straw blown about by the storm; the air was darkened; they filled up the ditches, the ravines, the streams; they put out by their mere mass the fires lighted to destroy them; they struck against obstacles and then heaped up and overcame them. If a man opened his mouth, he breathed one in; they found their way into the folds of the clothing, into the hair, into the nostrils; their dense columns made chariots turn back; they overthrew the solitary passer-by and soon covered him.

The second version, in which Gautier elaborates upon the biblical context, is even more vivid... Ouvrait-on la bouche, on en respirait une/If a man opened his mouth, he breathed one in... that is not in Exodus, that simply details that there was not a single plant --neither blade of grass nor fruit in treetop-- left after the plague. "Ouvrait-on la bouche, on en respirait une/If a man opened his mouth, he breathed one in" is truly nightmare fuel, with locusts getting inside mouths and nostrils--- the trope of orifice invasion at its finest, brought to make the description more vivid and explain how the plague would affect the animal kingdom in general and its sapiens province in particular. The sole thought of letting foreign things, especially bugs, inside our system --whether guts, lungs, or hearts-- has always induced an intensely horrifying feeling...!

THE EIGHTH PLAGUE: TH. GAUTIER

This weekend, I came by chance upon Théophile Gautier's Roman de la momie.
I was hooked indeed, but what struck me the most was (as in other Exodus retellings) the Eighth Plague. Never had I read of a more sinister and graphic description of this locust invasion until I came across this novel...
The way this nineteenth-century Frenchman describes it is so sinister that I regard it as pure hardcore nightmare fuel. It's just like that Hitchcock film, but retitled The Locusts (dear sensitive readers, you have been warned):

[···] elles se succédaient par tourbillons, comme la paille que disperse l’orage ; l’air en était obscurci, épaissi ; elles comblaient les fossés, les ravines, les cours d’eau, éteignaient sous leurs masses les feux allumés pour les détruire ; elles se heurtaient aux obstacles et s’y amoncelaient, puis les débordaient. Ouvrait-on la bouche, on en respirait une ; elles se logeaient dans les plis des vêtements, dans les cheveux, dans les narines ; leurs épaisses colonnes faisaient rebrousser les chars, renversaient le passant isolé et le recouvraient bientôt...

They followed each other in swarms like the straw blown about by the storm; the air was darkened; they filled up the ditches, the ravines, the streams; they put out by their mere mass the fires lighted to destroy them; they struck against obstacles and then heaped up and overcame them. If a man opened his mouth, he breathed one in; they found their way into the folds of the clothing, into the hair, into the nostrils; their dense columns made chariots turn back; they overthrew the solitary passer-by and soon covered him.

they succeeded each other by whirlwinds like the straw which the storm disperses; the air was obscured, darkened by them; they filled the ditches, the ravines, the water-courses, extinguishing beneath their masses, the fires kindled to destroy them; they encountered obstacles and piled themselves up against them, then overflowed them. If one opened one's mouth, they entered it; they lodged themselves in the folds of garments, in the hair, in the nostrils; their dense columns obstructed the passage of chariots, overthrew the solitary passenger and quickly covered him;

la langosta venía en torbellinos, como la paja que la tormenta dispersa; la atmósfera se oscurecía, se espesaba y la langosta llenaba los fosos, los barrancos, los ríos, y apagaban con su masa los fuegos que se encendían para destruirla; cuando tropezaba en un obstáculo se amontonaba, y después desbordaba; si se abría la boca para respirar, una entraba; se metían entre los pliegues del vestido, entre el pelo, en las ventanas de las narices; sus espesas columnas hacían retroceder a los carros, tiraban a los caminantes aislados y pronto los cubrían;

EIGHTH PLAGUE ON SCREEN

I send the locusts on the wind such as the world has never seen...

...on every leaf, on every stalk, until there's nothing left of...

GREEN!

That suddenly landing mean green close-up of a locust scares most people who have seen the musical number for the first time in their lives...

RANDOM RECOLLECTIONS

Because sometimes a muse loss ensues, even for the most experienced writer...
So this post is going to be a collage of scraps and snippets, much like an oddly sewn quilt that looks more like a patchwork ghost costume or expressionist picture.

800 lb. grrrrilla (gorilla): is a person or organization (like Wallenstein, Napoleon, or C****s F***a) so powerful that one can put no objection to his/her/its requests, no matter the circumstances or repercussions.
The expression comes from a rather lame riddle joke:
Q: Where does an 800-pound "grrrrilla" sit?
A: Anywhere it wishes.

Because folks keep on being killed in action all the time in this blog: Here's a fragment from a Victorian Cinderella story (when the heroine's dad leaves her and this world, giving the stepfamily full powers) by Constance Cary. Just to show you.

A war breaking out, Count Constant made haste to draw his sword in his king's service. A great battle ensued, and one of the first to fall, while gallantly fighting, was Ethelinda's father. He murmured a blessing on his child, and saying he was glad to go, died upon the battlefield, in the arms of his attendant.

Folks keep on dying upon the battlefield in my blog. Just in the Ringstetten Saga, whenever "a great battle ensues" (Breitenfeld, Lützen, Nördllingen, Rocroi, Poltava), hundreds of warriors "die upon the battlefield". In my 30YW play: King Gustavus, Count Pappenheim, the heir of the Wallensteins, and all those unsung officers and privates "die upon the battlefield" of Lützen. Mourning ensues, international level.

Mourning Becomes Electra: a play that retells the Oresteia in the Southern US. I never knew of anything like that until last summer. Stunning, and a fantastic introduction to classic tragedy.

Frau Oster: I am due to encounter her this week or the next to see the corrections made on my play. Since I got an 8 in this term's evaluation, I am left to believe that the errors have been few.

The Eighth Plague, encore: Locusts. Clouds of them. Swooping above the rice fields and leaving them empty. The close-up of a green locust, as the word "green" is sung out LOUD by the chorus in the song, is really startling.

Planet of the Pigs: Animal Farm is just like Planet of the Apes: rebel animals drive humans out and establish their own society. Then, one species becomes the corrupt "ruling class"... I had never, until now, thought of that!

Staging my 30YW play? Frau Oster herself suggested a staging or at least an aloud reading. I would cast myself as Gustavus Adolphus. Frau Oster would be the narrator. Then, putting the dreamcast together, I would have it this way the best:

Ulrike Oster: Narrator, supporting roles (various)

Sandra Dermark (me): Gustavus Adolphus of Sweden

María Calzada: Mary Eleanor of Sweden

J.C. Ruiz: Jean 't Serclaës de Tilly

Kim Schulte: Albrecht von Wallenstein

Cristina García: supporting roles (various)

Kiss Me (by Sixpence None the Richer): The lyrics and melody of this song liven up my mood... I usually listen to it when I'm sad... and when I'm not so sad as well!

THE EIGHTH PLAGUE

I just can't take out these words from my head!!!!

"I send the locusts on the wind such as the world has never seen,

on every leaf, on every stalk, until there's nothing left of green!

I send my scourge! I send my sword!

Thus saith the LORD!"

(OK, "LORD" should be written in small caps, but I don't know how to type them!)