I started listening The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway, as a book on tape, partly because earlier I read a book about Hemingway’s editor, Maxwell Perkins, and I found him interesting and partly because William Hurt was the reader. I loved William Hurt. Every film I ever saw him in. Especially I Love You To Death where he plays a drugged out hippie hired to murder philandering Kevin Cline, accompanied by Keanu Reeves and River Phoenix, gold. Tracy Ullman and Joan Plowright too. Further proof, critics at the time panned it. I like the way the Hemingway novel starts and it doesn’t feel dated insofar as his language and structure, even though it takes place about a hundred years ago. In chapter four, the main character and some others decide at night to go dancing and when they arrive at the dance place, it’s late and empty but seeing as there are new customers, the owner gets on his accordion to accommodate them. One if left thinking about such places operating like that, better than reading a history text.