winsummm...
now about those movie stars all are perfect except tom cruise who doesn't look jewish enough, but you can never tell I guess. ethicc appeaances don't tell the story anymore although I thik a real boo boo was gregory peck in GENELEMANS AGREEMENT. a good italian actor like Robert de niro would do only he's too old now. senior moment but I'm trying for the guy in the rainman. . .he would do as I remember that Ely is slight and small? I wondered why our tall heroine found him romantic.
Oh winsummm...My favorite actor of all is Tom Cruise, he is full of mystery, romance and adventure. If he can pull of a German-Nazi in the Valykerie and the very mysterious dark character in Eyes Wide Shut, change into characters in Mission Impossible...he can pull off Ely. And he isn't very tall either.
If you are thinking Dustin Hoffman in Rainman, I think he is too old also. Seems our book of characters are ranging in the early 20's - possibly early 40's if we can go by the amount of schooling they have completed and their descriptions. I have to tell you, I had the wrong actor for Simon, I was thinking of the movie "The Talented Mr. Ripley" with Jude law and Matt Damon, who were gay, Leonardo did not play in that movie. My suspicions are Simon is a homosexual along, John Lyros and others. That's the reason for all the jealous looks....lolol
And now that I have opened that can of worms, or as Ginny would say, the Elephant in the room.....I have to share this research I found.
I went searching for anything on our dear Count Jacques d' Adelsward Fersen.
This site:
http://www.ipce.info/library_3/files/guide_pey.htm lead me to this article which we learn about Count Jacques ' Adelsward de Fersen being homsexual.
I must say when going on a search in that area, I advise some caution. lolol I will put in paragraphs from the article but not all of it since it is quite lengthy. Feel free to go read it in its entirety.
The Importance of Being Peyrefitte
By Roger Moody
The Guide (Boston, Massachusetts) May 2002
Now here's a coincidence - in November 2000, the 93-year-old Roger Peyrefitte died in France - a century to the very month that Oscar Wilde threw off his own mortal coils in that same country. Both were inveterate gossipers, raconteurs, and poseurs. Men of noted sartorial elegance, adherents of the good life, they strutted the streets and the salons of respectable society, firing fusillades of sometimes dubious taste and egotistical bon mots (Oscar declared nothing but his genius; Roger claimed he was one of only two true humanists left in France). They were both bisexuals who advocated passionate romantic relationships between older and younger males, while often pursuing their partners in the gutter - and getting caught.
But here the comparison fades. While Oscar claimed to have put his genius into his life, Roger spent 50 years painstakingly inscribing his into books. During Wilde's lifetime, the "love that dare not speak its name" was almost exactly that. In contrast Peyrefitte trumpeted it from the Parisian rooftops. From there, he swooped down Zeus-like on often-willing Ganymedes, gathering them from the hillsides of Greece, Taormina, and La Touraine, the dingy cinemas of Naples, Rome, and Paris, and the beaches and squares of colonized north Africa.
Surprisingly, Peyrefitte never ended up in court on either sex or libel charges, though he was several times arrested. On such occasions, he would shamelessly flash his credentials as an ex-diplomat, or drop evocative names (a distant cousin was the Gaullist minister of Education, Alain Peyrfitte). With the publication in 1944 of his first book Special Friendships, Peyrefitte at 37 became an overnight sensation, winning the prestigious Prix Theophraste-Renaudoux, and just missing the Prix Goncourt itself. This eloquent and gripping account of the passion between an older and younger schoolboy - violently thwarted by the creepy Father de Trennes, himself secretly in lust for the younger 13-year-old - has surely never been bettered, though scores have tried. Friendships was based on his Peyrefitte's own experiences at a Catholic college, and triangular, intergenerational emotional relationships were to become the template for some of his most affecting output.
From the early 1950s until the '70s, Roger mercilessly trounced or satirized, in turn, the old French royal family (The Prince's Person), lubricious, scheming Catholic clergy (The Keys of Saint Peter), the freemasons (Les fils de la lumiere) and the diplomatic corps (Les Ambassades and La Fin des Ambassades). Both anti-semitism and J. Paul Getty were targeted in The Jews, followed by the French nation as a whole (Des Francais) and then the USA (Ironically Les Americains was the only work for which he had to issue a public apology thanks to libel action by that formidable gay icon, Marlene Dietrich).
Meanwhile, Peyrefitte was also crafting slimmer, somewhat less tendentious, profiles of then little-known homosexual personages. He claimed - with some justification - to have rediscovered the erotic photography of Baron von Gloeden (Les Amours Singulieres published in 1949).
He also brought to wide public attention the escapades of another Mediterranean sexual refugee, Count Jacques Adelsward de Fersen, the "Exile of Capri." Before he turned 70, Peyrefitte had established himself as one of Europe's leading literary hitmen. In particular there seemed no limit to his gay "outings." These included a Vatican-load of popes and cardinals, the famous Club Mediteranee (who but Peyrefittee would dare reveal that this was originally a group of boy-loving "sex tourists"?) and numerous closeted contemporaries.
For more than 30 years, Roger turned his pen to recycling almost any "revelation." Some proved sound, but others were little more than "purple pap."
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Can you imagine if Phinea's trunk held scrolls outing famous royalty and clergy as far back as his ages? Whoa.... I can see why Maria is there with such disdain and interest. This plot thickens and has more twists and turns then I can keep up with. I am beginning to feel like Linda Blair in "The Excorsist."
And talk about "tarnishing one's belief in their religions" how about royalty, governments, etc. etc. I wonder it the Sibylline Books has any of this in them?
Ciao for now..........
