A Film in Which I Play Everyone: Poems by Mary Jo Bang

A Film in Which I Play Everyone: Poems Reviews

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  Ken

  One of those "didn't move me one way or another" poetry collections. Or "liked some poems, disliked others" collections. Or "impossible to review so why not just offer a representative poem" collections.
  
  I do know this. The poet has an awesome name. I mean: Mary Jo Bang? Super memorable, which is nice when people wander into a bookstore. That is, if her book is on the shelf in the first place. That is, if your bookstore even HAS a poetry section.
  
  
  HERE WE ALL ARE WITH DAPHNE
  
  Here we all are at the waterfall, aligned and fixed
  like the stars overhead: that limited canopy
  under which the laughter of a cosmic joke
  
  echoes out into space. I'm one of the many
  waiting for the billow to be
  like it is on the sea -- full-bodied, beautiful,
  
  a more than adequate distraction
  from the war that gets fought inside.
  We are all dying but some more than most,
  
  so says my interiority. It talks to me
  as green fills the screen. It takes my arm
  and walks alongside me. I never ask
  
  where I'm going. I know I'm not meant to arrive.
  Me in my nice clothes -- cutwork dress,
  blindfold of bark from the moment
  
  a man turned me into a tree. "See," he said,
  "isn't this all for the better? You with no mouth
  to speak of?" By you he meant me.
  
  
  I liked this allusion to mythical Daphne, its playfulness, the way it ties into the book's title (which is taken from a David Bowie quote, thank you). Nice use of rhyme and other sound devices. Finishes with a Bang, too.
  
  (Sorry, but the name I so like inspires in sometimes regrettable ways.)
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  Alarie

  The title of this collection deserves a 5-star rating. Unfortunately, taste is subjective, and I was not as excited as I expected to be by the poems within. However, poets are badly treated in the poetry world. While many novelists get tens of thousands of ratings and can afford a few slams without needing damage control, poets can be knocked low by just one or two unfavorable reviews. I know that Mary Jo Bang is a reward winning poet, so I’ll leave it to her fans to rate this book.
  
  
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  Frank Atlas

  Thank you to NetGalley and Graywolf Press for sending me an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
  
  
  A Film in Which I Play Everyone by Mary Jo Bang is a wonderful collection of poems. This collection really fits the name as there is such a cinematic element to each of these poems, touching on many different themes, and the utilization of imagery is so captivating. The title being taken from a quote by David Bowie feels comfortable, as each poem has a sense of magical uniqueness that can very much feel connected to a person like David Bowie. Diving into this book provides such a similar experience as to going to the movies, connecting with each story in one way or another, but also allowing us to enter into new and unknown spaces we may not have traversed before.
  
  Expected publishing date is September 5th, 2023 by Graywolf Press
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  Sandra Del Rio

  I felt it in every fiber of my being. I was shaken
  by what it implied: A stronger god than I is about to take control.
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  Liz Mc2

  Don’t “they” say that everyone in your dreams is you? I kept thinking of that as I read, because these poems are often strange and dreamlike, diving deep into the mind, memories, fears. How do you make sense of the senselessness of life? “I could have been better / if I hadn’t been me but I was stuck, / with my head tracking my thoughts, / my self tracing each second back / to a biblical beginning . . . .” Somehow this captures exactly how I feel about my work in therapy, trying to undo my depression.
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  Madye Stromboli

  ugghgghgghhghh a big no from me but here's some quotes I liked
  
  "The lion has a thought, I might be able to live like this but a battered animal is only certain of the air entering and exiting its lungs and its face looking down at the nothing that's left where something once was."
  
  "The question is not whether we have free will, but what choices history offers us. The strongest force is conformity, not passion, not even greed for possessions because who would ever want a diamond unless they were told to. Here, someone must have said, you want this."
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  Blair Hill

  The poet's use of language was lovely; rhythm and pacing were particular standouts.
  
  However, I never found anything to ground myself in. It was all dizzying and relied too heavily on displacement for me. I can appreciate being spun in circles if I'm eventually given something to look at, but it felt like depth and meaning were always kept just out of my sightline.
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  Jeff

  It's hard, at least for me, to rate and review poetry. Maybe I'm not smart enough to get all poetry, or maybe it's not meant to be "gotten," sometimes. One thing that struck me while reading this particular volume was that poetry, when done well, is quite intimate. I believe that it allows the poet to express themself in ways that a typical novel doesn't allow. Poetry can be autobiographical without overtly seeming so.
  
  The title of this volume was taken from a quote by David Bowie, and that is described by the poet in the notes section at the end of the book. In right at one hundred pages, we get probably 75 or so poems, most less than a single page, a handful bleeding over into a second page. The imagery contributes to the intimate nature of poetry. I enjoyed this book, and maybe even got what the poet was trying to say a few times.
  
  For example, "A Set Sketched by Light and Sound" seems to be about women being mistreated and always being told what to do, how to be. A sense of rebelling against what is the "norm" in a society run by men. In "I Am Already This Far," I got a sense of the poet writing about experimenting with who one is. We all do this at some point, right?
  
  I believe my favorite poem of all was "No Questions," in which the poet writes, "because you are a woman and this is what you were taught women do." More along the lines of "A Set . . ."
  
  In some ways, this collection of poetry could be depressing, but at the same time, they offer hope that, perhaps, things might change.
  
  I would recommend this collection for anyone interested in contemporary poetry that pushes against societal boundaries. Or maybe I don't really know what I'm talking about.
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  Michaela Tom

  "We are all dying but some more than most..."
  
  "...you're underwater in a river of kindness that loves only you."
  
  "There should be no anxiety in knowing the world will die when we die. This is how it is with us..."
  
  "...the real is wherever we are. The days refuse to stay put. Speaking is a way of living with the ruin we were given."
  
  "What you really want is to be a camera, documenting the height you're about to fall from."
  
  "Who listens to anyone anymore?"
  
  "When the book closes , we open it again just to see ourselves in the margin."
  
  "...silence is a sleeve, I'm an arm in it."
  
  "I'm making sense all the time of all the senseless endings. A day is as long as the time it takes for the mind to consider life and death countless times."
  
  "But not everything is possible. You are only the heroine in your own story."
  
  "There at the edge of the water - Venus was where I'd last left her, standing on a half shell, staring hard at reeds bending in the wind. She & I both wanted to see something change."
  
  Such a marvelous and stunning collection of poetry. I loved Mary Jo Bang's work, and her poems truly spoke to my soul. Some unique and artistic words with a play on David Bowie. She thinks deeply like I do, so I felt a relation to her.
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  some mushroom dude

  bro i just
  
  
  
  some of my favorite poetry by her; maybe most cohesively my favorite volume. each poem a short film, tightly structured & sharply observed; it's uncanny how cinematic most of them turn even as they recount incredibly concealed or otherwise inward processes, as if it were possible to watch the synaptic illumination within a person's own becoming. a film that traces the receding of a person as they fail to "play" themselves.
  
  everything has already made you, you. you can watch it. you will not survive this.
  
  "the water / would sometimes send light at an angle / that would briefly illuminate my lightless mind."
  
  "I fold myself away. No mirage // of sirens hammering the glass front / of the hospital down the block. / Stars guide the eye across the sky. / It will be like that. Again and again."
  
  
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  Patricia Murphy

  Day 26 of #TheSealeyChallenge 2023. A Film in Which I Play Everyone by Mary Jo Bang published by Graywolf Press.
  
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  Man I love the moments of interiority.
  
  Some of my favorite moments:
  
  A hand (not mine) covers my mouth. Nature is never fair.
  
  Stop me, the mouth says to the mind.
  
  The only thing that broke the silence was a sound that can’t be made audible outside the brain.
  
  I could tell, time was a migraine heading straight for my right eye.
  
  I have only ever wanted the red sky to turn blue.
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  eris

  adored the use of voices and perspectives in this collection. bang tries on different selves in different poems, from side character to observer to lead, each embodied with empathy. the collection also does a brilliant job exploring power in relationships and turning inwards, and its references are seamlessly interwoven with bang's own poetic voice.
  that said, several poems, particularly in the collection's 4th section, lost me. I kept hesitating in my reading, kept getting distracted when I should've been pulled in, partially because of my own situation, but partially because I felt the poems were losing focus as well.
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  katherine

  This collection grew on me so much as I read it. Every poem layers on top of the last like a croissant - delicious and half (most) of the goodness comes from the layers. I doubt I would enjoy just one poem as much I did them altogether. I feel like this book came at the right time for me since so many things Mary Jo Bang references are things I've recently been reading/thinking about. The Dante quote from a book I'm actively reading oooooh it makes it so scrumptious.
  
  Also highly recommend following up with The Egg by Andy Weir like I did.
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  Scott Wilson

  Love every line of this book. “This is what you are, the self says to the self" might be my favorite; it begins:
  —a spectrum, an immeasurable gradient, during and after which
  the places where you were can be tracked over a sprawling landscape
  
  but to what end? It’s always a vast sea of ketamine green,
  lace at the top of the breakers. Sediment sinking in. Sleep, eat,
  sleep, Sunday touching.
  
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  Aether

  V interesting! I thought itd be more narrative and in a way it was but it was also very metaphorical. Which sounds like every poetry book ever but it was like I couldnt fully immerse myself in the story of the poems because there were lines of metaphor or interjected images/phrases that seemed spaced apart from the narrative- like it was stretching to connect the narrative to something else and I couldnt see what that was. Very well written tho!
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  Libraryassistant

  I give her an A+ for titles, the book and many of the poems. I am less sure how to review it overall. I imagine people who relate to the experiences she speaks from will feel it deeply, but I found it to be some really well wrought phrases that I can’t quite grasp where most of it is going.
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  Megan Pinto

  Absolutely gorgeous. I couldn’t put it down. And now having finished it, I can’t wait to return & spend more time with the poems.
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  Caitlin Buxbaum

  Some amazing poems in this collection, but also a lot of head scratchers; definitely requires a re-read.
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  Ashley Bostrom

  Favorite poems:
  
  -What I’m Covering Over
  -Far From Here