The people, producers and actors, who made this have my whole-hearted gratitude and admiration. The young (18 years old he was then, as I recall) Octavian is just spectacular, and very much as he must in fact have been--I love the way he pronounces "etiam" and "servus." In the comments I notice that this very plausible reconstruction of the phonetics of classical Latin hurts modern Italian ears (to whom, not unnaturally, it sounds "Germanic") and that others say it's Spanish-accented; even as, according to my my own best efforts at re-creating it, it probably sort-of was.
I burn hot. I tend to exhaust people in conversation, like Margaret Fuller did Carlyle. Which leaves me (but apparently not Margaret) always wishing I'd shut up sooner. I have quite a few friends and not many enemies, but I'm very proud of the few I do have. There is consensus among my friends about me, which is how I know to write about myself. What my enemies think of me I have no idea. That, of course, could be dangerous.
The list of interests and favorites is absurdly partial and half-assed, particularly as to music and books. It's the stupid format of the blog itself, as given, that, of course, I color outside the lines and burst the seams of.
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