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The Brazen Cheek: TT12, Week One

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Small room. Walls not quite perpendicular; large pile of unpacked cases. A plate of grapes rests on a coffee table, affecting something of a decadent, late-Roman air, but with the debilitating shortfall of their original packaging . A bust of Seneca on the mantelpiece. Mud everywhere. Two overdressed English students slouch.

Curtain. A flourish of horns. A flurry of tusks. A lone violinist stands in the corner. He’s forgotten his violin.

JAMES: …and that, Josh, was the most dismal, abject, (building up to a primal cry of ennui; spittle begins to fly), repugnant excuse for a nativity play I have ever had the utter misery of witnessing.

JOSH: Quite, quite. (Wants him to shut up). It’s that time of the week again.

JAMES: Oh. (unbuckling gingerly) If we must.

JOSH: No, James, it’s a Friday. We’ve got to write our column. Any ideas?

JAMES: (rebuckling) Oh well, it’s the first week of Trinity. We can fob them off with something loosely summer-related. Garden plays, punting, Pimms. Pretending to be in Brideshead. That sort of thing.

JOSH: No, no. Can’t do a half-arsed job; not in first week. Leave that for fourth or fifth at least. What’s happened? There’s student drama, the Shakespeare festival, Matilda’s cleaned up at the Oliviers.

JAMES: I hear the play did rather well, too. (Audience laughs)

JOSH: Aah, this is no good. What can we do? That Michael Ball chap’s been in Sweeney Todd, being serious for a change. Which is nice for him.

JAMES: (sneering) A musical? How droll.

JOSH: You write this bloody thing then. I’ve got a collection tomorrow.

Ginterval.©

Curtain. A flourish of horns. The violinist has found his violin. It wasn’t hidden well enough.

JOSH: Shut up! (throws the book at violinist. He leaves, sobbing. JOSH retrieves the book.) Now then…

JAMES drums fingers against chair.

JOSH: Ah! What about a hard-hitting piece of social commentary, explicating the woeful lives of the working poor in our society?

JAMES: I can see the fan mail coming in by the bucket load.

JOSH: (hurt) No need to get sarky.

JAMES: That’s all I’m here for. You write the stuff, and I make it readable.

JOSH: If you say so.

JAMES: I say so.

JOSH: Say you so. So say you. So ray me fah…

JAMES: (sharply) Yes, all right.

JOSH: Fine, fine. What’s happening? Dangerous Liaisons. That’s a novel, isn’t it? What about something on adaptations? We should probably just do that.

JAMES: This is stupid. Where’s the flair gone? This was the dream. This was our opportunity to demonstrate our erudition, our wit, our … our …

JOSH: Ability to spin out five hundred words on demand?

JAMES: And that.

JOSH: What are the new editors going to think?

JAMES: New editors? That’s it! I’ve found the golden ticket! The proverbial bathwater has o’erbrimmd its clammy cells. I’m Archimedes!

JOSH: Running naked through the streets of Syracuse?

JAMES: No! We just send them this! In the form of a play script! It’ll be a bloody nightmare to format and chances are they’ll have to give us more than a narrow strip of column to fit it all in! I hope you’ve been writing this down.

Stenographer waves from the corner. Curtain.

Manuscripts of Desire

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Inside the display space provided in the Bodleian’s exhibition room, Nicholas Perkins, guest curator and medievalist at St Hugh’s, has packed together the narrative gems of the medieval period: manuscript, book, and artefact. Second year English undergrads who spent Hilary term devouring the vivid poem Sir Gawain and the Green Knight can finally confront the poem as relic in the only surviving copy, British Library Cotton Nero A.x, which is as large as a Book of Common Prayer, and whose clumsy illustrations feature a polka-dotted seductress.

But it isn’t all vellum and illumination. Perkins’ vision was to pay tribute not only to the range of material from medieval romance, but to the enduring legacy of romance which extends to Tolkien and Harry Potter. Romance has survived, Perkins believes, because ‘It unlocks the power of storytelling…It’s about desire – whether that’s for money or wealth or women – and it relies on apparently very simple story patterns.’

These manuscripts are survivors of a past age where books were reserved for the few, and, as such, their owners wanted to leave their mark of authorship. Collectors that acquired medieval manuscripts often had them rebound in their own coat of arms or style.

One of Perkins’ favourite items is MS Bodl. 264, an ornate and gold-leaf-illustrated cycle of Alexander the Great, one of the Bodleian’s most treasured manuscripts. There are ‘fantastic illustrations not only in the pages but all around the outside as well: monstrous animals, games – quite risqué things that are going on in the margins’, says Perkins. ‘It’s full of life and energy.’,
Though students can’t expect to be able to access items like Ms Bodl. 264 without the assistance of their tutors, Perkins praises the accessibility of digital archives, ‘Ironically, the [manuscripts] that are least accessible in person are often really accessible online.’

The exhibit, he suggests, emphasizes the point pioneering book historian Don McKenzie made: ‘Form effects meaning’. Perkins suggests we should always acknowledge a book’s materiality. ‘It should remind us that when we’re reading, say, Dickens, it’s still important that the Penguin Classics text doesn’t really look like the one Dickens published in the 19th century.’

The book and its value is not something strictly bound up with manuscript culture. Books have always been – and remain – items of value; they are beautiful, physical, interactive, and malleable. Surviving manuscripts are ‘a sign of what’s lost,’ says Perkins. The digital age presents new benefits and challenges to literary culture. It is technology which opens up the past and enables newcomers and the uninitiated to interact with valuable works of literature in an unprecedented way. However, we do not know what we will lose in the process.

Oxford graduate under scrutiny

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Bo Guagua, a student at Balliol between 2006 and 2010, has been under intense international media scrutiny since his mother, the wife of a Chinese Communist party chief, was named as “highly suspected” in an investigation into the murder of a British businessman.

Bo Guagua, who is now studying at Harvard, is now reported to be seeking asylum in the USA, after he left his Boston home with a police escort where Chinese men were seen watching his flat.

His father Bo Xilai has been removed from his prominent position as party chief of the Chongqing branch of the Communist Party, following allegations from the Chinese media that his wife was involved with the death of Neil Heywood.

In an article on Monday the Press Association suggested that Heywood, who worked as a consultant in China, and was closely associated with Bo Xilai, died from cyanide poisoning. State media also reported that “Bogu Kailai, wife of Comrade Bo Xilai, and their son were in good terms with Heywood. However, they had conflict over economic interests which had been intensified.”

An orderly at Bo’s home, Zhang Xiaojun, and his wife have apparently “been transferred to judicial authorities on suspected crime of intentional homicide”.

Police chief Wang Lijun, who later turned whistleblower and fled to a US consulate seeking asylum, allegedly told his officers to record Mr Heywood’s death as a heart attacked under Mr Bo’s orders.

During Bo Guagua’s time in Oxford, he was rusticated, and moved into the Randolph Hotel. Despite his depiction by British and Chinese national media as a playboy and socialite, he eventually graduated with a 2:1 in PPE.

However, Balliol refused to give a reference to Harvard’s Kennedy School of Government, where Bo Gua gua is now studying for a masters in public policy.

One student told Cherwell that while Bo Guagua was “not especially under-prepared” academically, he “spent more time on out of college stuff, like the Union and the PPE Society” than his degree.

One anonymous student told the Telegraph, “He never held back on spending. He was always buying people drinks”. Another recalled his failed attempt to rise to prominence in the Union: “A whole bunch of Chinese students came to vote for Guagua. They couldn’t as they had only joined the day before. Guagua tried to argue about it but there was nothing he could do.”

In 2007, three Chinese diplomats visited Balliol to request the university were more lenient on Bo Xilai’s son, as they claimed his rustication would reflect badly on the politician in a country where education is so highly valued. One source commented, “His tutors replied if that was the case they should get him to work harder.”

A University spokesperson said, “All Oxford students are treated the same. Admission is based solely on academic merit, and there are absolutely no exceptions to that policy.”

Bo Xilai, who was a popular contender for party leadership, is currently under investigation by central party officials for “serious disciplinary violations”.

Bo Guagua, who is now studying at Harvard, is now reported to be seeking asylum in the USA, after he left his Boston home with a police escort where Chinese men were seen watching his flat.
His father Bo Xilai has been removed from his prominent position as party chief of the Chongqing branch of the Communist Party, following allegations from the Chinese media that his wife was involved with the death of Neil Heywood.
In an article on Monday the Press Association suggested that Heywood, who worked as a consultant in China, and was closely associated with Bo Xilai, died from cyanide poisoning. State media also reported that  “Bogu Kailai, wife of Comrade Bo Xilai, and their son were in good terms with Heywood. However, they had conflict over economic interests which had been intensified.”
An orderly at Bo’s home, Zhang Xiaojun, and his wife have apparently “been transferred to judicial authorities on suspected crime of intentional homicide”.
Police chief Wang Lijun, who later turned whistleblower and fled to a US consulate seeking asylum, allegedly told his officers to record Mr Heywood’s death as a heart attacked under Mr Bo’s orders.
During Bo Guagua’s time in Oxford, he was rusticated, and moved into the Randolph Hotel. Despite his depiction by British and Chinese national media as a playboy and socialite, he eventually graduated with a 2:1 in PPE.
However, Balliol refused to give a reference to Harvard’s Kennedy School of Government, where Bo  Gua gua is now studying for a masters in public policy.
One student told Cherwell that while Bo Guagua was “not especially under-prepared” academically, he “spent more time on out of college stuff, like the Union and the PPE Society” than his degree.
One anonymous student told the Telegraph, “He never held back on spending. He was always buying people drinks”. Another recalled his failed attempt to rise to prominence in the Union: “A whole bunch of Chinese students came to vote for Guagua. They couldn’t as they had only joined the day before. Guagua tried to argue about it but there was nothing he could do.”
In 2007, three Chinese diplomats visited Balliol to request the university were more lenient on Bo Xilai’s son, as they claimed his rustication would reflect badly on the politician in a country where education is so highly valued. One source commented, “His tutors replied if that was the case they should get him to work harder.”
A University spokesperson said, “All Oxford students are treated the same. Admission is based solely on academic merit, and there are absolutely no exceptions to that policy.”
Bo Xilai, who was a popular contender for party leadership, is currently under investigation by central party officials for “serious disciplinary violations”

Oxford Oddities #1 – Oriel

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Today the quads of Oriel College are brimming with modern day dandies, oozing sophistication and extravagance. Little do they know that the original father of dandyism actually attended Oriel in 1793. George Bryan Brummell, or ‘Beau’, was at the forefront of Regency fashion and one of the most talked-about men in town. Dictator of taste and etiquette, Beau was an adamant socialite and dinner party wit. Despite lacking aristocratic blood, Beau climbed the social ladder with the aid of his flawless appearance and silver tongue. He helped to transform the way men dress today and initiated the British enthusiasm for tailoring.

Before Beau entered the scene, men would parade around in powdered wigs and buckle shoes. Today, these pompous peacocks doused with perfume, powder and paint are considered effeminate and eccentric. Beau was unusual in washing daily and his sombre, fitted attire set him apart from his contemporaries. In Brummell’s season bright colours and wigs were out whilst dark suits and cravats were in. Formal was the word of the moment. His belief was, ‘If people turn to look at you on the street, you are not well dressed.’

Yet his immaculate appearance was said to take five hours to perfect. His shoes were cleaned with champagne and three hairdressers attended his Roman coiffure. When asked how much it would cost to dress a man he supposedly said, ‘Why, with tolerable economy, I think it might be done with £800.’ The average craftsman received £1 per week.

Brummell’s famous white cravats were starched and worn so high up his neck that his nose pointed up in the air and he couldn’t turn his head. Attempting to follow suit, someone allegedly stiffened his cravat so hard that it cut his ear. Beau kept his starching a secret for some time, leaving society on tenterhooks as to his marvellous neck wear.

Whilst his dress was impeccable, his behaviour certainly wasn’t. Beau was notoriously badly behaved at Eton, and continued to be so at Oriel. His friendship with the Prince Regent ended abruptly at a ball. Upon entering, the Prince snubbed Brummell and, in a Sarkozy-Cameron moment, refused to shake his hand. Beau responded coyly with, ‘Alvanley, who’s your fat friend?’

Attempts were made to move beyond his profession as a full time fashionista when Beau entered for the Newdegate writing Prize. Unfortunately, due to his failure to win he quickly left Oriel and the literary world was never graced with his creations.

Beau was possibly the first ‘it-guy’ to walk the streets of London. A Regency Katie Price, this self-made dandy was more famous for being famous than anything else. Yet he made his way in aristocratic society without a title, little wealth, and no profession to speak of. He also achieved great fame and enduring influence over British fashion for centuries to come.

Preview: Dangerous Liaisons

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Christina Drollas, the director of Dangerous Liaisons, talks about the upcoming production which is being performed at the Oxford Playhouse from the 2nd to the 5th of May.

Charity tax plans cause anger in Oxford

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Oxford University may be set to lose millions of pounds if government plans for a cap on tax relief on charitable donations are realised. 

The Vice-Chancellor of the University, Andrew Hamilton, has written a letter to the Chancellor of the Exchequer, George Osbourne, expressing his concern at the proposals.

 The government plan to cap tax relief at 25 per cent of income or £50,000, whichever is higher. Higher tax rate payers can currently claim relief of more than half the tax they pay on income which is donated to charity.

However, they did appear to climb down in the face of opposition from charities, with Downing Street announcing that a “formal consultation” on the measures will take place in the next few weeks. The Treasury previously said that it would discuss the measures with charities.

Oxford and Cambridge accounted for more than 44.2% of new philanthropic funds given to universities in 2010-11, so are set to be particularly affected by any reduction in donations.

A spokesperson for the university commented, “We are certainly concerned about the potential impact in higher education, where the government’s own policy emphasises the role of private and philanthropic investment rather than the public purse. A step that penalizes the government’s own approach seems ill-considered.

“Oxford’s fundraising campaign recently passed its initial target of £1.25bn and we are continuing to seek support. The generosity of Oxford’s donors provides huge public benefit, contributing to teaching, research and student bursaries. We have done our best, along with other universities and charities, to foster a culture of giving in the UK, and this move risks undermining that culture.”

David Gauke, the Exchequer Secretary to the Treasury, stated on the BBC Radio 4 Today Programme that the change might raise between £50 million and £100 million for the Treasury. He also said that the government would work closely with charities to minimise negative impacts on philanthropic giving. 

Mr Gauke defended the measure, claiming “at the moment people are able to give to charities and indeed make use of other reliefs within the tax system that gets their rate down and the concern that we have [is that] we don’t think it is fair that people are able to get the rate down that low, even when the donations are to perfectly legitimate charities.”

In a bid to dampen criticism, the Treasury has released statistics showing the extent of tax avoidance in the UK, which show that almost 1,000 UK tax payers earning more than a million pounds a year pay less than 30 per cent tax on their income.

Oxford has received at least 11 donations of more than a million pounds in the past two years – five of these in 2009/10, and six in 2010/11. This does not include donations from those who wished to remain anonymous nor those from foundations, which a spokesperson for the university claimed would account for considerably more donations of above one million.

According to a Philanthropy UK report on charitable giving to universities, more than 3,500 donors gave gifts in excess of £25,000 to Oxford in 2010/11, with 500 of them donating above £250,000. James Martin has donated £95 million to the university since 2005, and Leonard Blavatnik donated £75 million in order to found the Blavatnik School of Government.

Last term, the University received more than £26m from Ms Mica Ertegun, in what it described as “most generous gift for humanities students in the University’s 900-year history”.

Martha MacKenzie, the OUSU President, commented, “Philanthropic gifts are incredibly important to student support in Oxford. Donations are a vital source of income for undergraduate bursaries and one of the only sources available to help plug the gaping hole in graduate funding.”

She continued, “I believe it is right for Oxford to protest against these changes as they make it far less attractive to donate; the largest donors will give less to the University as it will now cost them more to do so.

“It is also slightly strange that the government would choose to equate charitable giving with tax evasion whilst simultaneously encouraging us all to donate more and become more involved with the third sector.”

Anthony Breach and Kevin Feeney, co-chairs of the Oxford University Labour Club, expressed similar concern against the plans, stating, “At a time when Government is slashing state funding to universities, OULC believes that choking off private funding to universities will undoubtedly harm both the student experience and the world-class academic performance of Oxford and other British universities. 

“Whilst the best American universities have developed extensive alumni and philanthropic networks in the absence of state funding, this move by the Government will cripple any such attempts by Oxford and its colleges to encourage donations.”

“We also do not believe that it will have any substantial effect on tax evasion, and that any comprehensive strategy to tackle tax evasion would need to include putting pressure upon tax havens to ensure that those revenues which belong to the British Government are appropriately collected.”

Interview: Helen Skelton

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Helen Skelton is a familiar face not solely from her full-time job as a Blue Peter presenter, but also from her incredible record-breaking role in the Sport Relief trek to the South Pole, a feat that was broadcast and watched by millions this Easter. On top of this acheivement, Helen holds another two world records for her kayaking trip down the Amazon, and is the only person ever to high-wire walk across Battersea Power Station – another feat completed for Sport Relief.

In addition, as part of a Blue Peter challenge, she became only the second woman ever to finish the Namibian 24h Ultra Marathon, a self-reliant race (participants have to carry their own supplies and kit) over 78 miles in temperatures that oscillate between below-freezing at night and over 40°C. Not to lay it on, but she’s also finished the famed Marathon des Sables, which takes place across the Sahara over 156 miles – a competition in which she succeeded where all her Blue Peter colleagues failed.

One would think that to complete these challenges you would need to be a fitness freak, so when asked about how much exercise Helen does ordinarily it was hardly surprising that she replied, ‘I have always been a gym bunny. My family are football fanatics so I have always been around sport but I have never really played anything competitively. I got involved through work, because once you’re in Blue Peter it’s daft not to make the most of the situation and once you see what Sport Relief are doing it’s hard to say no.’

But the expediitions aren’t just what gets seen on screen. When asked what she found the most difficult about her undertakings, she replied, ‘The hardest thing is the training as it is a commitment and your family have to be understanding. You end up avoiding them because you are always in the gym!’

Her South American expedition consisted of kayaking the entire length of the Amazon River (3,230km) on a solo journey in January 2010, an awe-inspiring feat which won Helen two world records: the longest solo journey by kayak and the longest distance in a kayak in 24 hours by a woman. When I asked Helen if she would do it again she replied, ‘South America was amazing. I would go there again. I enjoyed the Amazon as I had great friends there and we were all in it together. None of us had done anything like that and none of us knew what to expect so it really was an adventure.’

Of the 150m tightrope walk between the two chimneys at Battersea Power Station, on 28th February 2011, Helen modestly claimed, ‘I would like to try it again to check that it was not just a fluke!’

Most lately she jetted off to Antarctica to attempt to reach the South Pole using three different modes of transport: bikes for 103 miles, kite skis for 329 miles and skis for 68 miles, all whilst pulling 82kg of supplies. Unsurprisingly, the training for the trip, which she completed this January, was diverse and intense.

Despite this, Helen continued to look on the bright side of the 24-hour daylight experience, commenting, ‘training for Antarctica was the most fun as it was varied – I cycled, ran, swam and dragged tyres. I never got bored as I could always find something random to do. As long as I was active I knew it was helping.’

Some of the training involved pulling tyres along beaches and kite surfing, which took her from New Zealand to Cape Town to Los Angeles. The five months of training almost every day paid off as it resulted in her claiming yet another world record: kite skiing 100km in just seven hours twenty-eight minutes. Yet rather than dwell on her acheivements, Helen merely praised the location, telling me, ‘Antarctica is the most stunning place I have ever been. It’s a total privilege to get to go there. If you get the chance to go I recommend it.’

From our interview, it’s readily apparent that Helen Skelton is a woman with some incredible accomplishments under her belt and every intention of continuing to literally lead the way against the toughest challenges nature can throw at her.

Interview: Lemony Snicket

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A SOLO search for A Series of Unfortunate Events produces articles with names like ‘What, Then, Does Beatrice Mean?: Hermaphroditic Gender, Predatory Sexuality, and Promiscuous Allusion in Daniel Handler/Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events’. Snicket’s beloved Beatrice is mentioned by name almost solely in the books’ one-line dedications; this gives some idea of the amount of critical attention directed at the series.

A SOLO search for A Series of Unfortunate Events produces articles with names like ‘What, Then, Does Beatrice Mean?: Hermaphroditic Gender, Predatory Sexuality, and Promiscuous Allusion in Daniel Handler/Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events’. Snicket’s beloved Beatrice is mentioned by name almost solely in the books’ one-line dedications; this gives some idea of the amount of critical attention directed at the series.
These children’s books, and their author, do to some degree provoke the kind of earnest analysis which some science students roll their eyes at. The first sentence of The Bad Beginning tries to deter the reader – ‘If you are interested in stories with happy endings, you would be better off reading some other book’ – and so sets the tone for thirteen instalments of constant (and to some readers, annoying) self-referential and exaggeratedly reluctant narration. Along the way, the questions of three orphaned children chasing the secret organisation VFD are perpetually thwarted, and their ideas of truth and morality undermined. These are children’s books which allude to Dante, Shakespeare and The Cabinet of Doctor Caligari.  It is all very meta.
So what? Daniel Handler makes it clear that smug postmodern box-ticking means very little in terms of good writing, and makes a point of saying that the qualities I list above ‘can be found in our most ancient examples of literature – they are quite literally the oldest tricks in the book’. Postmodernism is ‘quite the wrong word’ for what he does. 
He bristles less at the accusation of having a ‘materialistic imagination’, which is how I tried to express his inclination towards catalogues of objects – in some Unfortunate Events novels these lists take up three pages at a time. The series ends on an island on which detritus from the previous books has washed up, and one of the Baudelaires’ long-running quests is to find and ensure the safety of a mysterious sugar bowl (the significance of which is never explained). Handler’s latest book Why We Broke Up is structured around a series of meaningful items in a shoe box which show the trajectory of the relationship between Min Green and Ed Slaterton. ‘I like a story, and every object has one, often invisible to most of us.  That’s intriguing to me.  In the case of the Baudelaires, they become interested in what happened before they were born, only to learn that they can never really learn such things.  In the case of Min Green, she’s constructing a narrative herself, made from objects she collected while the story was going on.  I suppose I like the unknowable-ness of things.’
On the surface, pedantic lists and slippery definitions don’t seem to have much to do with children’s literature, but Handler insists he ‘doesn’t write for specific audiences, really’, and, given his books’ popularity,  something in his formula must appeal to children and adults alike.  Possibly it indulges a universal urge, particularly pronounced in children, to collect, hoard and examine. 
That said, Handler’s tendency to collect bits of other texts seems destined to escape most of his young audience’s notice; for example, The End’s island society is gradually revealed to be a Robinson Crusoe, Moby Dick, Genesis 1-3 mash-up. Handler reflects, ‘I like conversation, and to me a book is always in conversation with others’. His ‘Why We Broke Up’ project is testament to that; visitors to the website are encouraged to record their own short break-up story, which range from quite moving explorations of loss to ‘her hair smelled’. Occasionally Handler will offer some words of consolation in response, like ‘I had to look up the term ‘pillock’, and learned it comes from the Scandinavian, meaning “penis.”  I offer this because it may be of interest.’
Some conversation is less appealing to Handler, such as that involved in the creative nightmare of working on a film. After writing two screenplays (Rick and Kill the Poor) and working on the film adaption of A Series of Unfortunate Events he remarks ‘the writing itself is easier, but then there are all these other people with whom one must argue.’ Developing Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events was particularly difficult. ‘The work on the film was so very long, with so much joy and heartbreak, that I remember only the process and not really the finished result.  I’m more interested in what other people think of it, if they do.’
The experience of everyday social trials is nonetheless a source of great humour to Handler, and it is the moments of mundanity and tiny detail in his work which work to create the comic scenes, particularly when set against the mock-gothic characterisations and escapades of Unfortunate Events. 
Handler is stubbornly humdrum when asked what his working process is like: ‘It’s like a man at a desk frowning over a legal pad, with a glass of water next to him, tapping unsharpened pencils in time to the music playing.’ Asked about the writer’s notepad he carries at all times, he comments only ‘not in the bath’. And when pressed over what’s he’s most excited about in terms of his various projects, past, present and future, he is resolutely concentrated on the present. ‘Whatever I’m working on at any given moment. After I write this sentence I will be looking at the final cover for the first volume in the new series, so I’m excited about that’. 
The new series in question is Lemony Snicket’s four-part prequel to A Series of Unfortunate Events, named All The Wrong Questions. The first volume, Who Could That Be at This Hour? is set for release on October 23rd, 2012. Described as a series for ‘older children’, it is sure to exceed that appeal, and SOLO will doubtless see a few more enthusiastic dissections of Snicket’s woeful tales. 

These children’s books, and their author, do to some degree provoke the kind of earnest analysis which some science students roll their eyes at. The first sentence of The Bad Beginning tries to deter the reader – ‘If you are interested in stories with happy endings, you would be better off reading some other book’ – and so sets the tone for thirteen instalments of constant (and to some readers, annoying) self-referential and exaggeratedly reluctant narration. Along the way, the questions of three orphaned children chasing the secret organisation VFD are perpetually thwarted, and their ideas of truth and morality undermined. These are children’s books which allude to Dante, Shakespeare and The Cabinet of Doctor Caligari.  It is all very meta.

So what? Daniel Handler makes it clear that smug postmodern box-ticking means very little in terms of good writing, and makes a point of saying that the qualities I list above ‘can be found in our most ancient examples of literature – they are quite literally the oldest tricks in the book’. Postmodernism is ‘quite the wrong word’ for what he does. 

He bristles less at the accusation of having a ‘materialistic imagination’, which is how I tried to express his inclination towards catalogues of objects – in some Unfortunate Events novels these lists take up three pages at a time. The series ends on an island on which detritus from the previous books has washed up, and one of the Baudelaires’ long-running quests is to find and ensure the safety of a mysterious sugar bowl (the significance of which is never explained). Handler’s latest book Why We Broke Up is structured around a series of meaningful items in a shoe box which show the trajectory of the relationship between Min Green and Ed Slaterton. ‘I like a story, and every object has one, often invisible to most of us.  That’s intriguing to me.  In the case of the Baudelaires, they become interested in what happened before they were born, only to learn that they can never really learn such things.  In the case of Min Green, she’s constructing a narrative herself, made from objects she collected while the story was going on.  I suppose I like the unknowable-ness of things.’

On the surface, pedantic lists and slippery definitions don’t seem to have much to do with children’s literature, but Handler insists he ‘doesn’t write for specific audiences, really’, and, given his books’ popularity,  something in his formula must appeal to children and adults alike. Possibly it indulges a universal urge, particularly pronounced in children, to collect, hoard and examine. 

That said, Handler’s tendency to collect bits of other texts seems destined to escape most of his young audience’s notice; for example, The End’s island society is gradually revealed to be a Robinson Crusoe, Moby Dick, Genesis 1-3 mash-up. Handler reflects, ‘I like conversation, and to me a book is always in conversation with others’. His ‘Why We Broke Up’ project is testament to that; visitors to the website are encouraged to record their own short break-up story, which range from quite moving explorations of loss to ‘her hair smelled’. Occasionally Handler will offer some words of consolation in response, like ‘I had to look up the term ‘pillock’, and learned it comes from the Scandinavian, meaning “penis.”  I offer this because it may be of interest.’

Some conversation is less appealing to Handler, such as that involved in the creative nightmare of working on a film. After writing two screenplays (Rick and Kill the Poor) and working on the film adaption of A Series of Unfortunate Events he remarks ‘the writing itself is easier, but then there are all these other people with whom one must argue.’ Developing Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events was particularly difficult. ‘The work on the film was so very long, with so much joy and heartbreak, that I remember only the process and not really the finished result.  I’m more interested in what other people think of it, if they do.’

The experience of everyday social trials is nonetheless a source of great humour to Handler, and it is the moments of mundanity and tiny detail in his work which work to create the comic scenes, particularly when set against the mock-gothic characterisations and escapades of Unfortunate Events

Handler is stubbornly humdrum when asked what his working process is like: ‘It’s like a man at a desk frowning over a legal pad, with a glass of water next to him, tapping unsharpened pencils in time to the music playing.’ Asked about the writer’s notepad he carries at all times, he comments only ‘not in the bath’. And when pressed over what’s he’s most excited about in terms of his various projects, past, present and future, he is resolutely concentrated on the present. ‘Whatever I’m working on at any given moment. After I write this sentence I will be looking at the final cover for the first volume in the new series, so I’m excited about that’. 

The new series in question is Lemony Snicket’s four-part prequel to A Series of Unfortunate Events, named All The Wrong Questions. The first volume, Who Could That Be at This Hour? is set for release on October 23rd, 2012. Described as a series for ‘older children’, it is sure to exceed that appeal, and SOLO will doubtless see a few more enthusiastic dissections of Snicket’s woeful tales. 

World Alpaca Conference held at Keble

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Alpacas and their enthusiasts descended upon Keble College last week for the World Alpaca Conference.

Over 180 delegates from 18 different countries attended the conference which celebrates the versatility of the alpaca, an animal closely related to the llama, and the multiple uses of its famously soft fleece. It was the first time the event had ever been held in the UK.

Alpaca owners came in their herds to the conference, which included events such as talks on Alpaca health, fleece testing and workshops about breeding alpacas and processing their fleece.

The alpacas, meanwhile, grazed on the grass outside, much to the amusement of Keble’s students, who are prevented from walking on the lawns in Michaelmas and Hilary. Domestic Bursar, Janet Betts, conceded that “it would have been difficult to fine the animals anyway”.

Later, the delegates moved inside for a fashion show in which alpaca fleece garments, including ponchos, scarves and dresses were modelled. The fleeces of the alpacas brought to the conference were also judged. “Pinkney Angelica” was labelled the winner, having already secured first place for her “Champion Fleece” in last year’s Heart of England Fleece Show.

The conference, organised by the British Alpaca Society, aims to promote the use of alpaca fleece in Britain. All profits are set to go to Amanti, a charity for Peruvian children, which thanked the BAS “for their generous support”.

One delegate commented that she’d like alpaca “to become part of everyone’s vocabulary”. Another delegate, Chris Goffrey, said that the conference was really “a big deal” as it was bound to put “the UK alpaca community on the map.”

Kishan Koran, a first year PPEist, commented that there was “something beautiful and majestic about the idea of alpacas in Oxford”. However another student questioned whether “having an Alpaca conference in 2012 is a smart idea,” as it is a year widely regarded to be “the year of the Mayan Alpaca-lypse.”