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I’m going to ask for a show of hands and I solemnly swear not to share with the others, which of you answers affirmatively.
Who among you is at least a teeny bit excited to see Beowulf coming to the big screen?
Stop laughing. I’m not kidding. Seriously, STOP LAUGHING. Sheesh. I show you my nerdy panties and that’s the thanks I get?
Let me admit right off the bat that I am not well-read, and I’m not proud of it. CG1 and CG3 were English majors – they’re well read. Ask Comet Girl to tell you sometime about her epic (ar-ar) struggle with Milton.
Having said that, I think more people would be fans of literature in general, but especially of The Epic Poem, if as wee tots we were exposed to these mighty feats of linguistic engineering via…The Cartoon Network.
Instead of My Gym Partner’s a Monkey, we'd get The Aeneid! Instead of Out of Jimmy’s Head, The Canterbury Tales*. Instead of Scooby-Doo, Beowulf! And on Sundays? Dante and The Book of Job, natch.
Stop, STOP rolling your eyes, shaking your collective heads and thinking, “How base. How low-brow. How tragically postmodern and LAZY.” Because I know you’re doing it.
I’m going to ask for a show of hands and I solemnly swear not to share with the others, which of you answers affirmatively.Who among you is at least a teeny bit excited to see Beowulf coming to the big screen?
Stop laughing. I’m not kidding. Seriously, STOP LAUGHING. Sheesh. I show you my nerdy panties and that’s the thanks I get?
Let me admit right off the bat that I am not well-read, and I’m not proud of it. CG1 and CG3 were English majors – they’re well read. Ask Comet Girl to tell you sometime about her epic (ar-ar) struggle with Milton.
Having said that, I think more people would be fans of literature in general, but especially of The Epic Poem, if as wee tots we were exposed to these mighty feats of linguistic engineering via…The Cartoon Network.
Instead of My Gym Partner’s a Monkey, we'd get The Aeneid! Instead of Out of Jimmy’s Head, The Canterbury Tales*. Instead of Scooby-Doo, Beowulf! And on Sundays? Dante and The Book of Job, natch.
Stop, STOP rolling your eyes, shaking your collective heads and thinking, “How base. How low-brow. How tragically postmodern and LAZY.” Because I know you’re doing it.
But THINK about it. What if Disney, instead of cranking out a pink-and-poufy Princess movie every damn year, produced an annual animated epic? Imagine kids running around with THOSE action figures! Posters of Aeneas in McDonalds! Penelope costumes at Halloween!
In a single generation, in any socio-economic circumstance, you wouldn’t be surprised to overhear someone at a cookout whisper, “Which Tamil epic was written by a Buddhist again? I’m embarrassed that I can never remember.”
Truly a nerd’s dream-come-true!
*Not technically an epic, I know, but The Hubster calls me “Wife of Bath” so I had to throw it in there.
In a single generation, in any socio-economic circumstance, you wouldn’t be surprised to overhear someone at a cookout whisper, “Which Tamil epic was written by a Buddhist again? I’m embarrassed that I can never remember.”
Truly a nerd’s dream-come-true!
*Not technically an epic, I know, but The Hubster calls me “Wife of Bath” so I had to throw it in there.
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And on Beaujolais Nouveau Day - how appropriate. ;o)
But I have to admit to liking my Gym Partner's a Monkey. That and Camp Lazlo. Sorry...