I am indebted to Languagehat for drawing my attention to the fact that, selon HarperCollins, Miguel de Cervantes himself was supposed to be promoting his newly retranslated chef d'œuvre at a venue very near me at 6:00 p.m. last Wednesday. I promised the Hat that I would go and see what, precisely, was up, and report back accordingly.
To the best of my knowledge, Cervantes has been dead continuously since 1616, so I was not particularly inclined to think that HarperCollins was telling the truth. The interesting question was, who was going to be there in his place? Smart money was on the translator, Edith Grossman, although I confess that I was half hoping to find Hal Holbrook in a ruffed collar. (The real long shot, as a friend pointed out, was Pierre Menard.)
So I got to the Munk Centre promptly at six, and discovered that this was not a simple book signing but a whole mini-conference, called "Celebrating 400 Years of Tilting at Windmills! A Discussion of Translation, Art, and Theatre in Cervantes' Don Quixote." Here is the program:
It looked very interesting, but unfortunately it was going to start at 6:30 (after half an hour of milling about) and continue to 9:00 or so, and I didn't have time to stay. So all I can report on is the program, and the fact that Cervantes does not seem to have been scheduled to put in an appearance in anything other than spirit. However, I expect that Norma Lundberg at 400 Windmills may have more to say about the conference, so I hereby refer the Hat and anyone else who may be interested to that site, which is a group blog "dedicated to a reading and discussion of Cervante's masterpiece, The Ingenious Gentleman Don Quixote of La Mancha."
A Roguish Chrestomathy - Four hundred years of tilting at windmills
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15 Maj 2005 @ 19:49
Four hundred years of tilting at windmills
Nuværende humør: quixotic