Tag Archives: The Odyssey

Plundering Homer

Jean-Baptiste Mallet ( 1759 -1835), Homer reciting the Odyssey, oil on canvas, 25 cm x 32 cm. Aucitoned at Hôtel Drouot, Paris, April 4, 2021.

Our friend Dave Lull has forwarded me the link to the substack of a writer named Brian Heming, who has embarked on a project to re-cast the Odyssey as a Viking saga in Tolkien style.

I have no idea why anyone would want to do this. But here are the chapters.

I bear Mr. Heming no ill will. But I find I rather resent the whole idea.

It takes me back to the 2006 Robert Zemeckis film, Beowulf. I reviewed it on this blog (lost, I believe, in our migration) concluding that “I didn’t hate it.” I didn’t love it either, though. I thought the animation was weird. I thought Angelina Jolie was completely out of place (stiletto heels, seriously?). But my main objection was that the writer, Neil Gaiman, had taken a Germanic saga and turned it into a Greek tragedy. Saga heroes are taken down by fate, Greek heroes by their own fatal flaws.

My point, in case I’m being obscure, is that Greek legend and Germanic legend are different things. Neither is necessarily better than the other, but they are distinct pleasures, like wine and bread, not meant to be confused.

But you may not care about this. There’s no reason why you should. Read the Viking Odyssey, if you like, with my blessing.

Homer’s Odyssey: How Dumb Is the Crew?

Here’s my attempt at a video review of Homer’s Odyssey. I’d like to make a series of one-star reviews of classics. I may not be smart enough to pull it off. May not be dumb enough either. Let me know if you enjoy it and any other comments you wish to share.

Limericized Classics

Our friend Ori posted a graphic on Facebook, showing a series of limerick versions of classic poems — “The Raven,” “Stopping in the Woods on a Snowy Evening,” etc.

I couldn’t find the original source, so I don’t care to republish it here. But I will publish the one I came up with on the spot (well, after a few minutes’ thought). It requires a sloppy but common pronunciation of “Ulysses”:

“The Odyssey”

There once was a Greek named Ulysses,
Who angered a god with his disses.
He paid for his crime,
But got home in time
To wedding-unplan for his missus.

Ulysses Among the Dead

Since this is Bloomsday for some, let me direct your attention to an old post on Scott Huler’s book, No-Man’s Lands: One Man’s Odyssey Through The Odyssey. This is Huler’s memoir/travelogue on his adventure following the path of Odysseus in Homer’s epic. At one point, the hero reports, “I had no choice but to come down to Hades and consult the soul of Theban Teiresias.” Huler didn’t want to attempt a trip to the underworld, so he opted for the Capuchin cemetery within the Church of the Immaculate Conception (Chiesa di Santa Maria della Concezione). Read his description here.