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Soup
There was only one thing to do after a friend described a recently deceased uncle, still sharp as a tack at 102, and never sick a day in his life prior to a brief final illness. Oh, and proud possessor of four girlfriends, with whom he consorted during his still active diplomatic travels.
Make up a story inspired by him.
SOUP is a ribald romp through the mind’s eye of Dudley Soup, a 102-year-old horndog with an eidetic “picture-perfect” memory, even to his birth and one and only feeding at his mother’s bosom. Her demise leaves him with a breast fetish, and a lifelong quest to recreate the essence of his mother’s milk in his soups, which become world famous.
Dudley is ostensibly living out his final days at a posh retirement community in the company of his four “girls.” Duds, as they call him, is a man of many interests, among them painting, cooking, philosophy, and riding his Trikke. He’s a particular follower of Ludwig Wittgenstein (“Luds”), whose slippery mind is a terrific match for his own odd one, as his interpretation of the great Austrian’s thinking continually shifts and therefore does not become simple repetitious memory.
His main squeeze, the irrepressible Shirley, is the clandestine co-author of the chronicle Dudley is penning with the aid of a small recorder. As he has no need to give his material a second glance, Dudley asks Shirl to simply look over his downloaded copy, and make small corrections.
But she has her own opinions and soon becomes as integral a character as Duds himself. And, since he seems slow to talk about the girls and their relationships, she decides to do so. Her interjections also sometimes follow—or intrude upon—Dudley’s philosophical ponderings, which although often comic, can weary her. His reminiscences and their small doings acquire epic proportions in this tale of love—and sex—among seniors who are quite young at heart.
Make up a story inspired by him.
SOUP is a ribald romp through the mind’s eye of Dudley Soup, a 102-year-old horndog with an eidetic “picture-perfect” memory, even to his birth and one and only feeding at his mother’s bosom. Her demise leaves him with a breast fetish, and a lifelong quest to recreate the essence of his mother’s milk in his soups, which become world famous.
Dudley is ostensibly living out his final days at a posh retirement community in the company of his four “girls.” Duds, as they call him, is a man of many interests, among them painting, cooking, philosophy, and riding his Trikke. He’s a particular follower of Ludwig Wittgenstein (“Luds”), whose slippery mind is a terrific match for his own odd one, as his interpretation of the great Austrian’s thinking continually shifts and therefore does not become simple repetitious memory.
His main squeeze, the irrepressible Shirley, is the clandestine co-author of the chronicle Dudley is penning with the aid of a small recorder. As he has no need to give his material a second glance, Dudley asks Shirl to simply look over his downloaded copy, and make small corrections.
But she has her own opinions and soon becomes as integral a character as Duds himself. And, since he seems slow to talk about the girls and their relationships, she decides to do so. Her interjections also sometimes follow—or intrude upon—Dudley’s philosophical ponderings, which although often comic, can weary her. His reminiscences and their small doings acquire epic proportions in this tale of love—and sex—among seniors who are quite young at heart.
425 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 25, 2014
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