Tuesday, April 19, 2011

My thougths on The Moonlight Sonata of Beethoven Blatz

When Obrum Kehler, a Mennonite farmer, gets poison ivy between his legs, rather than take a day-off from working the field, he wears one of his wife’s skirts.  When the wool skirt is too rough on his sensitive bits he ends up wearing her wedding underskirt too.  As he first puts it on he wonders aloud: “How come only women can wear such smooth things?”

This early scene in Armin Wiebe’s play, The Moonlight Sonata of Beethoven Blatz, sets the stage (pardon the pun) for the rest of the story in two important ways.  First we are introduced to the comedic tone of the play.  And secondly we learn a lot about Obrum’s character. Namely that he will go to any length to fulfill his manly duties.

The basic plot of the play is that Obrum and Susch Kehler are a Mennonite couple living just outside a small town in rural Manitoba.  They have been married for two years but are still without  a child.  Obrum fears that a case of the mumps in his past has made him infertile and Susch is beginning to wonder the same thing.

When Obrum brings an old broken piano into the house, he asks Beethoven Blatz, an eccentric Russian immigrant and gifted musician, to fix the piano and teach Susch to play.  Blatz ends up working on the piano day and night and even lives in their small farm house.  But he spends more time composing his own music than teaching Susch. 

Inspired by Blatz’s imaginings that Susch is his dead Russian lover, Obrum develops a plan.  He wants Blatz to tune more than his piano.  He asks him to impregnate his wife.  However, he does not tell his wife of his plan and there in lies the comedy. 

Obrum gets a carpentry job in town to give Blatz and his wife more time to themselves.  Soon Susch figures out what her husband is up to.  And what is her response you ask?  Does she confront him about it? Does she tear a strip off him for offering her up to this gangly Russian musician?  No.  She has sex with the gangly Russian musician on the piano stool while her husband is away. 

A key part of the plot is uncertainty if the piano stool scene reaches it full climax (if you know what I mean).  Because, midway through Blatz is distracted by the music in his head and he must return to composing.  The next day Obrum returns and the couple make passionate love.  When Susch ends up becoming pregnant soon after it is uncertain who the father is.  After the show during a question and answer period Wiebe said that he particularly like that ambiguity of the story.

It’s a complicated, entertaining comedy that is filled with sexual innuendo and hilarious misunderstandings.  It was also educational for a person like me who knows little of Mennonite culture.  The story also delves deep into the lengths a couple will go to start a family.

The chemistry among the actors was strong and the accents and dialogue rang true.  Wiebe tends to pepper his writing with low-German terms common to early 20th century rural Manitoba Mennonites.  I have no experience with low-German, however I was able to follow along quite easily most of the time.  It was usually just one German word in a sentence and I could usually infer what was meant.   For example, in Besides God Made Poison Ivy, Wiebe’s original short story that inspired the play there are phrases like:

"it was so schendlich hot that night"

or

"But every few minutes the itch got so gruelich strong he
shrugged himself and schulpsed water all over the floor."

As you can see it does not take too much mental gymnastics to imagine what some of those words might mean.  However, in reading the short story it was easier to make sure that I was not misunderstanding anything because I could go back and review a sentence or two.   But in the play when words are flying by at the speed of speech and the odd German word is thrown in you can get a sense that you may have missed something.  Once or twice the entire crowd was laughing and I was left scratching my head wishing I had studied up on my low-German before the play.  But if I did miss something I just trusted that Wiebe was not going to put too many German words in, for fear of losing his audience.  

Wiebe, who was an instructor in the Creative Communications program, spoke about the play to current Red River College students last week. Wiebe said that he enjoyed the experience of writing, work-shopping, rewriting and rehearsing the play with the actors and director.  “I felt like my play was a trampoline and all these people were jumping on it to see if the springs would hold,” said Wiebe.

The fact that The Moonlight Sonata of Beethoven Blatz began as the short story, written in 1996, grew into a novel and finally morphed into a play offers some real insight into the length and unexpected route of the creative process.  From a story about a man wearing a skirt while working in the field, to this complex, comedic love triangle. It just goes to show you that you never know where an idea may take you, and you should not be afraid to follow it. 

Soupy out.

Monday, April 18, 2011

My half marathon challenge

I am participating in the Winnipeg Police Service Half Marathon (WPS Half) in just under two weeks - on Sunday May 1.  The WPS Half raises money for the Manitoba Division of the Canadian Cancer Society.  I am hoping to raise $300 for this worthy cause. 

This is my second time running in this event, and to make things a little more interesting I am challenging myself to run the half in under 1:40.  To put it in context, I ran a Hypothermic Half Marathon in February in about 1:47 -read my blog about that race

You see, if I fundraise enough money the race organizers will refund my registration fee.  But I have decided that even if I reach my goal of $300, but don't run the 13.1 miles in under 1:40, I will donate that refunded registration fee as well.  Simple right.  Whether you are rooting for me or for the Canadian Cancer Society, everybody wins.

If you are interested in showing your support I will be glad to accept it.  No, I don't need you to run a couple of miles for me.  Nor do I need you to drive the car that will pick me up at an undisclosed location and drive me to the finish line (that is all taken care of).  But if you want to support me and donate to the Canadian Cancer Society just CLICK HERE.


I will update my race and fundraising results with a post-race blog.  Wish me luck.

Soupy out.

Friday, April 15, 2011

The End of a Delicious Love Affair

Well it's official, Tim Hortons and I are officially no longer speaking. Everything was going fine until Wednesday morning when my usually vibrant and lovely coffee looked more drab than usual and was quite stand-offish. Bitter even. I thought at first maybe she just needed some space. So I decided we should spend a little time apart. I spent all of Thursday without even a whiff of her sweet aroma and I purposely stayed away from the Red Rriver College cafeteria in case I somehow found myself standing in line at Tims waiting to see her. But I felt lost without my constant companion.  Without her warm touch on my lips.  Without the excitement I feel after spending just a few minutes with her. Thursday was a long day.

When Friday arrived I could stand it no longer and I tried to make up with her over lunch.   But she still gave me the same blank stare she had given me on Wednesday. I tried to get to the bottom of what was wrong, but nothing. She wouldn't say anything, not even a "sorry try again." I guess our all too short affair is over once again. Until next year my dear, when you will dress yourself in red and yellow, and when I tickle your rim, you will once more offer me promises of sweet fortune, or at least a wish of "better luck next time."  Not just utter silence and a cold, empty stare. 

I guess there is nothing left to say. Goodbye.



Soupy out.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Rick Mercer Trying to Improve Voter Turnout

The federal election is coming up and in jounalism class Crystal, Erica presented our research the lack of political engagement of young adults (18-24 years old) and some things that people like Ricker Mercer are doing to increase voter turnout. 


According to Statistics Canada, General Social Survey from 2008 young adults represent the lowest rate of voter turnout. In the 2008 federal election only 44% of voters aged 18 to 24 cast a ballot. Compared to 70% of voters aged 25 to 54, and 87% of voters over 55. Reasons why young adults are not as likely to go to the polls include lack of motivation, marginalization from mainstream politics and a lack of relevance.


In their 2011 report Youth Electoral Engagement in Canada, Elections Canada looks closely at various youth demographic goups and discusses the likelyhood of voting based on household income, marital status, level of education, religious beliefs and birth country.  For example, based on the results of the study, people aged 18-24 who live in a house that makes over $40,000 per year are 6% more likely to vote than people in a poorer household.  And if an 18-24 year old has some post secondary education they are 9% more likely to vote than someone without.  However, even with post secondary education the voter turnout is still abysmally low.


To improve student voter turnout Canadian Alliance of Student Associations partnered with Rick Mercer.   See his rant below.

Soupy out.