Date: March 6th, 2015
Whisky: Aberlour a’bunadh (Batch 49), Glenfarclas 1993 (WP Exclusive), Glen Garioch 1999 (WP Exclusive), Compass Box Oak Cross
Vikings and bottles and knives, oh my! (Don’t ask)
Steinbeck. Finally. You had to know this was coming. It was only a matter of when. I’ve said before, I’m blown away it took us years to reach this touchstone of modern lit. Not only Steinbeck, but this particular tale. I debated it a few times as my own selection, but kept assuming someone else would eventually do it. More than six years on someone finally did.
Not much you can say about a book like this. Its timeless morality play is simply heartwrenching, even for those who already know the outcome of the tale. It’s one of the few novels that can still bring me to the edge of tears (ok…maybe just over the edge). The characters are just downhome, relatable types even if our shared life experiences don’t necessarily give us much of a common ground with these nomadic bindlestiffs. Steinbeck’s rather sparse approach to writing is somehow still unbelievably evocative. He paints a scene with delicious richness and immediacy. The simple fact of the matter is that everyone in the club (and a couple extras in attendance for this meet) found this to be almost beyond criticism, much like the way we butted up against the cold beauty of Dickens’ ‘A Christmas Carol’. Well picked, Chris.
Some discussion came back ’round to the Gary Sinise cinematic interpretation as well. One of the all time great book to film adaptations I’ve ever seen, and certainly the best casting I could possibly imagine. If you’ve not seen this one, do so. Malkovitch will give you shivers, Siemaszko will make you wish it was you that put him down for the count and Sinise will show you how a real actor can walk in with understated adeptness and simply ‘become’ that character. Amazing. The guys were blown away by a couple scenes we checked out in brief.
This gathering turned out to be an unforgettable occasion, and one of the best club nights in recent memory. One for the ages and sure to go down in Liquorature lore. A couple of guests sat in that brought new angles to the discussion and many a laugh. Chris’s kid brother, Jesse – now a full fledged member – is a student of the literary arts (literally), so has a great grasp of the analytical side in approaching books. Danny – a mate of many of us – brought laughs by the score (and just a bit of naughtiness to boot). Didn’t hurt matters that our kind and generous host poured out three big and bold cask strength monsters as well as a solid 46%er. Sobriety was in short supply by the end of the whole affair.
The end ended in a rather…ummmm…dubious manner, but that is for the ins to know and the outs to speculate over. Sorry. What happens in book club…well…
Randoms: Danny and Jesse sitting in … “what kind of ranch is this” … “I already know the back of your neck ain’t ticklish” … “everybody in the barn would be up for a little necrophilia” … “the purple heart” …things going waaaaay off the rails