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A very short review of the premiere of HBO’s “Chernobyl” (2019)

I’m arriving at the opinion that Jared Harris is one of the finest actors working today.  His performance in last year’s “The Terror” was nothing short of beautiful.  So I tuned in the other night to the first episode of HBO’s “Chernobyl” miniseries, in which he is the protagonist.

I wasn’t disappointed.  “Chernobyl” is gripping.  I’m no expert about the 1986 nuclear disaster in the Soviet Union, but this certainly comes across like a meticulous historical adaptation.  But what’s surprising is how its smart, relatively spare script moves so quickly and so adeptly incorporates the human horror of the event.  (After a brief prologue with Harris’ voiceover, the story begins almost immediately with the accident occurring.)  The plot points that follow are by necessity mostly technical.  But the pitch-perfect writing here makes the story quite easy to follow.

It’s gut-wrenching stuff — made even more frightening by the Soviet administrators who cared little about whether the power plant’s workers died an agonizing death.  It’s the kind of story that would be frightening even if it were pure fiction.  But the program’s authenticity and attention to detail are constantly present to remind you that it is not.

There’s some impressive camera work, too — especially the final shot, which will feel like a punch in the stomach.

I’d rate this a 9 out of 10, and I highly recommend it.

 

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“Gray Tree,” Piet Mondrian, 1911

Oil on canvas.

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Turns out Robert Frost wrote a poem just for us “Game of Thrones” fans.

“Fire and Ice,” by Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

 

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“Cornflowers in a Glass Vase,” Alfred Rouby

Oil on canvas.

 

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“You know there are no secrets in America.”

“You know there are no secrets in America. It’s quite different in England, where people think of a secret as a shared relation between two people.”

— W. H. Auden

 

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“Devotion,” Piet Mondrian, 1908

Oil on canvas.

Devotion, by Piet Mondriaan

“That was the choice of Achilles, and it is mine, too.”

Suppose that we are wise enough to learn and know—and yet not wise enough to control our learning and knowledge, so that we use it to destroy ourselves? Even if that is so, knowledge remains better than ignorance.

It is better to know—even if the knowledge endures only for the moment that comes before destruction—than to gain eternal life at the price of a dull and swinish lack of comprehension of a universe that swirls unseen before us in all its wonder. That was the choice of Achilles, and it is mine, too.

— Isaac Asimov

 

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Cover to “Entertainment Weekly,” March 15, 2019

Variant (Arya).

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“One face cries nothing, Prospero …”

One face cries nothing, Prospero,

My conscience is my own;

          Pallid Sebastian does not know

          The dream in which Antonio

Fights the white bull alone.

— excerpt from W.H. Auden’s The Sea and the Mirror

 

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By Adam Marian Pete – Adam Marian Pete, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=38121754

Throwback Thursday: Olympic Prizes or Cash!

Here’s another ad that was a permanent fixture of comic books in the 1980’s.  I myself was never interested in joining the advertised “Olympic Sales Club;” nor did I want to “GO, GO, GO WITH CAPTAIN “O”!” [sic].

I found this ad pretty patronizing, with its generic champion hugging his demographically diverse charges in the upper left-hand corner.  What kind of superhero was “Captain O” supposed to be, anyway?  Was he the protector of the company?  The guardian of the kids who went door to door selling its wares? The hero of … salespeople generally?  To me, this was really just an example of adults pandering to kids as though they were idiots.

But ads like this fueled a lot of conversation among grade-school boys.  It really made it seem like you could earn some cool prizes for selling only a moderate amount of greeting cards or stationary.  (The radio-controlled cars and planes were what all the boys eyed most eagerly.)

And 80’s kids often prided ourselves on our sales skills.  Most of us had sold things door-to-door for school-related fundraisers — it was just a very common practice at the time, even if it seems needlessly dangerous to me as an adult.  When I was in second and third grade at Catholic school, we annually sold candy bars door-to-door.  If memory serves, we weren’t even required to do that for any particular fundraising purpose, like a school trip or a sports team.  I think it we were just turning a profit for the school, in addition to what our parents were paying them in tuition.

I also remember seeing ads in my older comics that recruited kids to sell “Grit,” which was some sort of periodical that was oddly billed as a “family newspaper.”  But I think that was primarily a 1970’s thing, and was just before my time.

 

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