Showing posts with label Death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Death. Show all posts

Monday, November 2, 2009

Shaw, Icarus and Keith Richards

I am reminded by today's Writer's Almanac that George Bernard Shaw died on this day in 1950. He was 94, too old to be climbing trees, but that's what he was doing. Not whimsically or playfully. He died of injuries after falling out of the tree he was pruning.

Which makes me think of Keith Richards who fell out of a palm tree while vacationing in Fiji in 2006. Richards survived, and he continues to defy the actuaries' predictions about his lifespan. Based upon his smoking and drinking and carrying on they had arrived at a life expectancy of 52. He is now pushing 66. I doubt he will rival George Bernard Shaw, though, who was a teetotaler, vegetarian and a bit obsessive about physical fitness. I am sure pruning a tree seemed a sensible thing to do at the time. Mr. Richards and Mr. Shaw appear several times each in A Book of Ages.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Bergmanesque

On July 14, 2004, director Ingmar Bergman celebrated his 86th birthday by announcing his retirement from the stage. His last production was Henrik Ibsen’s Ghosts. He was far better known as a film director. The namesake of the mournful/intellectual quality known as "Bergmanesque", three time Oscar winner, nominated nine times, Bergman appears five times in A Book of Ages.

Bergman's most memorable image, from the 1957 film The Seventh Seal, is of a man on a beach playing chess with Death, which is something you see once in a while but only in Sweden. Woody Allen satirized this scene in his 1975 film Love & Death, except he had Death playing tennis, which I find more plausible.