Published: Oct 14, 2016
THE AMAZON LINK: There are now two ways to get to Amazon and support this site. Old: Click on the “Buy it from Amazon” link on any review and go anywhere on Amazon to shop. New: CLICK HERE. You don’t need to limit your shopping to stuff featured here or in the archives. Everything you buy on Amazon after you click from Head Butler generates a commission. And thanks.
LEONARD COHEN: David Remnick, editor of the New Yorker, has written a terrific profile of Cohen, including an extensive interview with Cohen and a rare, pre-Nobel interview with Bob Dylan. It’s long, but worth it. Click here to read it. To hear “You Want It Darker,” from Cohen’s new CD, click here. To buy the CD or MP3 from Amazon, click here.
Erotic. Original. Disturbing. And suddenly relevant, although this short (180 page) novel about a politician’s affair with his son’s girlfriend was published 25 years ago.
If you remember it, that’s not just because you have a good memory. This surprise bestseller — 11 weeks on The New York Times list in hardcover, another 7 in paperback, widely translated — briefly defined “European” fiction. [To buy the paperback from Amazon, click here. For the Kindle edition, click here.]
Then I saw the Louis Malle film, starting Jeremy Irons and Juliette Binoche. For more than a moment, it defined “European” film. Though made in English, you half expected subtitles.
To hear Jeremy Irons deliver the lines of the narrator and Juliette Binoche speak Anna’s remarkable pronouncements…..spooky.
“Damage,” has my favorite kind of plot: simple and straightforward. The narrator — we never learn his name — is an English doctor who has morphed into a highly successful politician. He has a creamy wife, an attractive daughter and successful son. His only problem is that he believes in nothing very strongly and isn’t really alive. Not that he knows any of that.
Then he meets Anna, the first girlfriend his son has brought home who isn’t disposable. In an instant, he is obsessed. And so is she. The shedding of clothes follows. And dialogue like this:
Anna, after sex: "I am what you desire."
Anna, telling him what he’s in for: "I have been damaged. Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive."
And the narrator, describing their sexual thrall: “I used the silken belt, and the black loose silk underneath, in a tableau of deliberate movements and restrictions, that at various times deprived my slave of vision and of speech. Unseen, I could worship her.”
If you have never experienced sexual madness, “Damage” may seem ludicrous. Depraved. Brutal. That’s almost inevitable. To outsiders, sexual madness generally looks like… madness. But to the narrator, after all that happens, much of it horrifying, “this is a love story.”
As only Jeremy Irons could say it.