The eyes, the voice, the face, the silver hair, the easy way he moved his body, old ways, disturbing ways, ways that draw you in. Ways that whisper to you in the final moment before sleep comes, when the barriers have fallen.
The Eyes, the Voice, the Face, the Silver Hair
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I hated the book. It felt insulting to farmers (I grew up on a farm in SD) as well as cliched and completely unrealistic. If a mysterious guy had his pickup parked at the farm for several days while the wife was there alone, the whole neighborhood would have known about it and half of them would have stopped by to find out more.
I like R. J. Waller’s essays better than _Bridges of Madison County_. Although the real bridges in central Iowa are very attractive and fun to visit.
Unlike usaf, I felt exploited by the Bridges.
Yes, it touched some stuff that an old man with a beat up pickup truck in Bellingham might hold dear, but it played those feelings, and it also played something a mid-west farm wife might hold close to her heart.
In the end, it was, for me, playing, not feeling, and after I thought about it, I felt exploited, not what I seek in reading.
Obviously, your mileage may differ.
Darryl. You might not like the book.But you might. Youre right. Its a ‘modern’ update of an old old theme: melancholy talented aging man is wandering about trying to find meaning[ in his photography art. ]He comes across an isolated middleaged farmwife. Life comes to flame as they find in each other so much that is dear to each. She has to make a choice for she is married.
It is hard for both of them as they give their purest unbound hearts to one another even though both are all scarred up from life
I read the small book on an airflight and admit I shed a tear. The writing is not shakespeare, but many of us have a cherished lost love whom we left behind long ago…
I suggest the movie with clint eastwood and meryl streep as the consummate actors at center.
It sounds like a remarkable book, though I have not read it as it does not seem to me that it is the type of book I would enjoy. To me many of these quotes, whilst seeming quite profound, sound trite and make me even less likely to read the book.
Anyone else feel the same? Or am I denying myself something really special?