Focusing on the Dr wanting to "do something" about Williams & Kling. When K doesn't respond to repeated efforts to get him to talk I saw the nurse & Dr bending over the man on what sounds like a table & inserting an icepick. K finally blurts out something in his native tongue. Dr just turns away - it's not interesting any more so K is discarded. This is a horror story.
Fabulous Tony, thank you. I really like Anna Kavan, I discovered her when facilitating reading groups and was always looking for new short story writers. I found this story really moving (she gets a lot of injections into her tales!) I didn’t get the feeling that Cling had been a traitor - though possibly he’d been tricked in some way. The way the stone in his breast grew could have been a metaphor for increasing realisation about it. Equally it could have been growing loneliness and dehumanisation. I was so pleased the nurse and vile doctor couldn’t understand what he said - it would have been used to belittle and punish him without a doubt. The doctor was a ghastly man with a really cruel attitude to his patients. I wonder how many of them ended up worse rather than better because of him. Beautifully read as always - I really love these Classic Tales you’re doing - I love all your channels but I think this may be becoming my favourite.
Another great choice!! Imagine how surprised and happy I was to see you posted a Kavan story. I read it previously in a collection called Machines in the Head. I recommend it, along with Ice, an amusement park ride of a novel! My love of Kavan rivals my love for Ballard and Philip K. Dick. Can you do a Ballard story?
Thank you Tony, As excellent and expanding a production as ever. I will refrain from making any comment on the story as it seems that some listeners read the comments first and don't wish to know what others exciteldly or passionately think about it. Hey ho... But will say that I really appteciate your educated and first hand thoughts on the mental health industry and the people whom seek its help or are forced into it. It needs discussion. I think that there must be a better way. A kinder way, but the complex enormity of it is keeping progress confused and slow. Thanks Tony, you're a good'n.
I truly appreciate your kind words and your understanding of the topic. It's crucial to keep the conversation going, and I'm grateful to have viewers like you who engage so thoughtfully.
I thought the title, Face of my People, was more to do with him being broken and weighed down by the hard heavy stone feeling in his heart i.e. his true face had been disfigured and concealed by the pain of fighting someone else’s war.
Loved this. Retired mental health social worker. Read a few of her books years ago. Soul wrenching
They make you think (and feel)
Disturbing. Gripping story. Thank you, Tony, for defending those unable to defend themselvs.
Beautiful narration
Glad you think so! Very nice of you.
I could never get tired of your narration.
Well you might. But let's hope not for a while yet.
_happy dance_ !! Thank you most kindly, Mr. Walker 🖤🎃🖤
Same to you!
Focusing on the Dr wanting to "do something" about Williams & Kling. When K doesn't respond to repeated efforts to get him to talk I saw the nurse & Dr bending over the man on what sounds like a table & inserting an icepick. K finally blurts out something in his native tongue. Dr just turns away - it's not interesting any more so K is discarded. This is a horror story.
Fabulous Tony, thank you. I really like Anna Kavan, I discovered her when facilitating reading groups and was always looking for new short story writers. I found this story really moving (she gets a lot of injections into her tales!) I didn’t get the feeling that Cling had been a traitor - though possibly he’d been tricked in some way. The way the stone in his breast grew could have been a metaphor for increasing realisation about it. Equally it could have been growing loneliness and dehumanisation.
I was so pleased the nurse and vile doctor couldn’t understand what he said - it would have been used to belittle and punish him without a doubt. The doctor was a ghastly man with a really cruel attitude to his patients. I wonder how many of them ended up worse rather than better because of him.
Beautifully read as always - I really love these Classic Tales you’re doing - I love all your channels but I think this may be becoming my favourite.
Love your eclectic mix and sending us off to ferret out these gems but your little quips and asides are priceless.
Great story! I hadn’t heard of this author but will be looking for more from her. Loved the dialogue after. Thank you!
Glad you enjoyed it!
Thanks, Tony. I've been a little "down" lately. Maybe this will help...
I hope so!
If it helps, someone you know nothing about would like to send you flowers to cheer you up.
🌻🌼🌷🌸💐🏵🌹🌺🌻🌼💐
I love the intro music and thumbnail.
Ty ty
Another great choice!!
Imagine how surprised and happy I was to see you posted a Kavan story. I read it previously in a collection called Machines in the Head.
I recommend it, along with Ice, an amusement park ride of a novel! My love of Kavan rivals my love for Ballard and Philip K. Dick.
Can you do a Ballard story?
Thank you Tony,
As excellent and expanding a production as ever.
I will refrain from making any comment on the story as it seems that some listeners read the comments first and don't wish to know what others exciteldly or passionately think about it. Hey ho...
But will say that I really appteciate your educated and first hand thoughts on the mental health industry and the people whom seek its help or are forced into it. It needs discussion. I think that there must be a better way. A kinder way, but the complex enormity of it is keeping progress confused and slow.
Thanks Tony, you're a good'n.
I truly appreciate your kind words and your understanding of the topic. It's crucial to keep the conversation going, and I'm grateful to have viewers like you who engage so thoughtfully.
@@classic-literaturesstories thank you for your kind words Tony. Give the pups an extra pat from me. 😊
Another grab bag, Tony. Thanks. I enjoyed it.
Yes, it's a lucky bag. I loved those. I might do something cosy next week.
I thought the title, Face of my People, was more to do with him being broken and weighed down by the hard heavy stone feeling in his heart i.e. his true face had been disfigured and concealed by the pain of fighting someone else’s war.
What will these fiction writers come up with next?
Some crackers stuff, you can bet.