Yes, I mentioned this. More specifically, it is the high point or climax of a book or movie. Here is a dictionary def. The outcome of a complex sequence of events.The final resolution of the main complication of a literary or dramatic work. Something big is on it's way, either with Lemony's story or the Baudelaires.
Maybe psychotic monkeys will come and kill them all! Haha, just joking... But what if he ended it with something screwed up like that? I would be very disappointed... And, what about book the 13th??? If 12 is the climax... 13 is the resolution? Also, in TBB RE (The Bad Beggining Rare Edition) LS says: "...if there is any truth to the rumor that Violet Baudelaire came into contact with them on her way to Briny Beach for the third time. Interested parties might turn to Book the Thirteenth, assuming I live to write such a book..."
So, Violet definatly does not die in the 12th.. But why did not Klaus and Sunny go with her to Briny Beach?
Hmm... Denouement is when things are wrapped up after the climax (at least that's how I learned it). So, it's possible they won't get to the hotel until book 12 or 13, when things will be wrapped up. That's what I think, anyways. Either that or they'll get there in book 11 and return there later when things actually do wrap up. Or, maybe the hotel will be burned down (it was being planned), and it will be symbolic of the way Snicket will leave us hanging at the end, with no resolution/denoument (I hope it doesn't end like that, I'd be mad).
My theory is that they won't reach Hotel Denouement until Book the 13th, due to sundry events keeping them from getting there. I think that will be the final meeting place, where everyone we've met so far, and perhaps a few characters that haven't come into play (perhaps Lemony & the Baud. parents- who have been talked about in the books, but never were living characters) and that is the place where everything wraps up.
And perhaps somehow, the SSMH with Hector, Duncan, and Isadora will land (i'm crossing my fingers) and they will rendevouz as well. Although that certainly would create a bit of a problem with the whole Violet love triangle thing.
Post by SnicketFires on Oct 23, 2003 18:21:29 GMT -5
i know. but if they get to the hotel and they meet up with someone (i.e. a parent, triplets, lemony, beatrice etc,) won't it be happy? isn't that what lemony is tying to avoid? well not really, but the books aren't too happy, so i don't really expect the outcome of the 13th book to be filled with joy...
Post by SnicketFires on Oct 23, 2003 18:26:50 GMT -5
oh, btw, after DAYS of reasearch... i finally came up with english translation of the La Beatrice poem by Charles baudelaire. I just got the rare edition yesterday, so when i read it, i immeadiatley ran to Les Fleurs du Mal (which i had gotten form the library the day b4) and after frantic flipping I FOUND IT! it is a real poem, but longer than handler put in. i coulnt find it on the internet, so i tried to translate it to english via a french english dictionary, which gave me a strange version, so i looked harder and found it. here it is in full length.
On ash-covered ground, calcined, without greenery, As I complained to nature one day, And then to my thought, I would start, Slowly sharpening the dagger over my heart: I live in midday sun with a cloud over my head As large as a storm, dismal, descended, Carrying vicious demons in droves, Like cruel and curious dwarves. They coldly considered me as in a mirror, And, like passers by about a madman they admire, I heard between themselves many a laugh and whisper, And saw many a sign and wink of the eyes shared:***
—"Let us contemplate at our leisure this caricature, This shade of Hamlet imitating his posture, The indecisive eyes and the wind-blown hair. Is it not a great pity to see this actor, This beggar, this bon vivant, comedian of the heart, Because he can so skillfully play his part, Try to interest in the song of his sorrows The eagles and crickets, the rivers and flowers, And even to us, the authors of these old charades, Rehearsing in howls his public tirades?" I could have (my pride as high as the mountains Ruling the cloud and the cry of the demons) Simply turned my sovereign head away, Had I not seen among their obscene array, Crimes that should have made the sun itself reel! The queen of my heart with a look unequaled, Who laughed with them at my dark distress And sometimes poured on them a dirty caress