Marseille. Au Musée d'Histoire, il y a une très belle expo "Marseille vue par les Detaille", avec les clichés du grand-père Fernand (collègue de Nadar lorsque ce dernier est venu s'installer à Marseille), le père Albert et le fils, Gérard.
Fernand Detaille - "Le Vieux-Port" - v.1900
Fernand Detaille - "Bassin de radoub" (coque inspectée par scaphandrier en cale sèche) - 1905
Fernand Detaille - "Vendeuse de fleurs sur les Allées de Meilhan" - 1910
Fernand Detaille - "Embarquement de wagons pour l'Algérie sur le "Sainte-Hélène", port de la Joliette" - v.1906
Fernand Detaille - "Bouquetières sur le Cours Saint-Louis" - v.1938
Fernand Detaille - "le deux-mâts "Emilio Bargiacchi", amarré Quai de Rive-Neuve" - v.1903
Club NinetyThree, Part 1 Book 1, Chapter 1, (1.1.1) The Wood of La Sandraie
GOOD MORNING EVERYONE! It's the first day of the readalong for Victor Hugo's Ninety-Three! Anyone who's joining us, please tag your posts with ClubNinetyThree; and/or, if you'd like, join the discussion on the day's thread at Dreamwidth!
It's still kind of inevitable that I'm going to compare this to Les MIs, though. I compare EVERYTHING to Les Mis these days. So I'm wondering if we'll get another slow burn opening like the Bishop or
--of the first regiment of Paris, which had numbered six hundred volunteers, there remained twenty-seven men; of the second, thirty-three; and of the third, fifty-seven.
WELL GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO HUGO, I GUESS THAT'S A NO ON THE SLOW BURN THING.
At the end of May, of the twelve thousand who left Paris eight thousand were dead.
SWEET FLAPPING WAFFLE HALOS it's like we're starting right in the middle of Waterloo
The forest of La Sandrie was tragic.
...It's EXACTLY like we're starting in the middle of Waterloo. Wow, 2 pages in and already this is a Very Hugo Novel.
In former times La Sandrie was a favorite place for the hunting of birds by night; now they hunted men there.
EVERYTHING IS BIRD. A Very Victor Hugo Novel indeed.
Really though, the birds are part of the scene here, and wow, Hugo is on the BALL with his Interactive Scenery, as always; I don't know from France, but I an imagine exactly the setting here, and the quiet of the forest, and the way the inderbrush makes it hard to move and how it would be a perfectly lovely place for anyone not WORRIED ABOUT GETTING SHOT BY AMBUSH and all and hggg apparently I'm gonna have nightmares about more Hugo Scenery and this time it's going to be about a lovely little forest scene with birds singing all around and blood on the leaves and did I mention I live in the country and it's spring and there are birds singing all around WHILE I TYPE THIS and yeah,I'm kind of feelin' the scene here, GOOD MORNING INDEED.
But aside from the bloody shadow nightmare that constitutes a Hugo Woodlandscape, I really love this chapter? Or maybe because of the bloody Woodlandscape? Because, okay, this is some kinderundhausmarchen stuff, serious fairy tale time, and I fully realize that Grimm's collection wasn't put out until 1812 but the whole POINT of those stories is that they're around all OVER the place from way way back, and here's one of them: the mother and children fleeing the brutality of civilization, being taken in by the wild/dangerous denizens of the forest. And of COURSE it's another woman from outside the pale of the 'civilized' -- a Witch, basically, as these things go. who's comfortable in the wild places-- who reaches out to the mother first, and explains the rules of this new liminal place (because the Wild ALWAYS has rules) and yeah, I don't know how intentional any of this resonance is but I DID grow up on such fairy tales and I can't help feeling it. I MEAN. The children are ADOPTED BY THE REGIMENT, the wolves take in the twins, the fairies take in the lost princess, the children who've had their civil home taken are given one back by the wild.
Except that the Wild here IS the civil; the war IS what their society is doing right now. What the vivandiére knows and is teaching the mother is how to survive society, as it is. The war going on is a continuation of the violence that's left this mother family-less; she talks about the abuse and murder of the men in her life by their lords, and that's not the same as the war that killed her husband-- a bullet by some side, who knows which-- but it IS the same, too. The forest is an accidental retreat into the heart of the fighting that's been part of her whole life and agh, I don't know what I'm doing with all this, but this is just mashing my Fairy Tale time buttons WAY too hard to NOT talk about.
ANYWAY back in the actual plotlines! I know needsmoreresearch has eye-rolled a little over the Feminine Bonding, but darn it, I LIKE it, because yes, absolutely-- the two women in a group of men have some enormous commonalities that the men DON'T, in terms of social background and understanding, and that's being handled in a way that feels very natural. The vivandiére is more adept with the kids, but she's not the only one TRYING to connect, from the start the sergeant is trying to engage, too, but he doesn't know the same approaches as the vivandiére, and that's totally reasonable! I like the mother too. I'm sure she'd get flack if this were adapted for being too passive or seeming too ignorant or whatever, but she's been on the run for who knows how long, she's STARVING, she's terrified, she's in shock on a lot of levels-- she's responding just the way someone in her position WOULD, slowly and with prompting and not making any leaps of logic or social intent. Good job, there (less good job that I'm having to call them The Mother and The Vivandiére, when I've READ THE CHAPTER, and the BABY has a name, and the sergeant, but still. They're characters! Real characters! Even if they aren't named!).
.. Basically I'm wanting the whole story to be about this battalion and the vivandiére and the mom being super best friends and all of them raising their three kids together and going on adventures and there's a zeppelin, can there be a zeppelin? And hijinks?!? And I'm guessing I WILL GET NONE OF THIS but I'm 24 pages in and already I'm about to cry over everyone we've met. Hugo is a MENACE.
Cimourdain turned towards Radoub,—
"Do you vote that the accused be absolved?"
"I vote," said Radoub, "to have him made generaL"
"I ask if you vote to have him acquitted."
"I vote to have him made the first in the Republic."
"Sergeant Radoub, do you vote to have the Commandant Gauvain acquitted,—yes or no?"
"I vote to have my head cut off instead of his."
"Acquittal," said Cimourdain. "Write, clerk."
The clerk wrote, "Sergeant Radoub: acquittal."
