On one of the older articles (John Carter, the Flop that Wasn’t a Turkey), a wonderful comment appeared today and I just want to share it. This is a guy I’d like to have a beer or three with:
My father read ERB’s books as a kid. I took over at 9. Still read Priincess of Mars at 81. Especially like that scene where Carter fights to the death with that Thark and later tells Sola to run with Dejah as the Warhoons come down on them. She says, “Fly Sola, Dejah Thoris stays to die with the man she loves.” It’s got it, Man. Spent my life searching for Dejah Thoris. That John Carter was a lucky guy. Saw the movie twice and watch it every time it’s on Cable. Taped it so I can watch it when it’s not on Cable. Only bad thing is I was almost killed a few times trying to be him. Only other hero is Gen George Armstrong Custer. Course, I’m a dreamer. Waited 60 years for that movie to show. You have to have dreams in this world to appreciate it. THOMAS MCGURK.
Thomas, you rock — and sound like a kindred spirit. I too spent my life looking for Dejah Thoris and my blessing is that I found her. And I also get into a few scrapes that almost had dire results — and although at the time I didn’t think of it as trying to “be John Carter”, I have, as the years have passed, come to realize just how much ERB affected my world view and choices I made.
I wonder how many of us there are with similar stories . . .