Sunday, 29 December 2013

For my unborn child - a list

1 - Woody Allen, the introduction to Manhattan in particular. Your Dad has always felt connected to this neurotic...Mummy is slowly coming round...
2 - Following that, Gershwyn generally, Rhapsody in Blue in particular. See above.
3 - The novels of Aldous Huxley generally, Point Counter Point in particular. Your Dad has a pretentious literary streak.
4 - The Three Colours trilogy of movies, Blue, then White then Red, watching Red several times over a three year period. If running short on time, skip White. Your Dad has a pretentious filmic streak.
5 -  The drunk scene from Dumbo. Your Dad likes beer and elephants, preferably in that order.
6 - Whithnail and I. See above, sans elephants.
7 - Holst generally, Mars in particular. Your Dad has a militaristic streak? Not really, see points 3 and 4 applied to music.
8 - The Manifold Series by Steven Baxter. Your Dad understands if you don't enjoy hard SF. Not many people do.  Including Mummy...though I reckon I can bring her around...
9 - Beethoven's Seventh. See point 7.
10 - The usual: Catcher in the Rye, Catch 22, One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest, For Whom the Bell Tolls, 1984. Steven King. Jane Austen. John Irving. John Updike. Lessons in these.
11 -  The final scene of Animal Farm. Your Dad dislikes pigs.
12 - Atlas Shrugged, skipping the interminably boring bit when John Galt extols the virtues of "Objectivism". Your Dad is fascinated, repulsed and confused by Ayn Rand. As are many others. Don't worry if you feel the same.
13 - Plato generally, Socrates Apology and Phaedo in particular. Lessons on how to live and how to die.
14 - Pointilism generally, Seurat's Un dimanche après-midi à l'Île de la Grande Jatte in particular. See point....you get it. Read his bio.
15 - Renoir, particularly toward the end of his life. See above.
16 - Not bothering with Steven Hawking's Brief History of Time. Seriously. No one gets it, so don't worry when you don't either. Or maybe you will. Little genius...


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