From: Jasper
Date: 10/5/01
Time: 12:58:48 AM
Miss Marple,
You must have been looking at Chapter 8: "Twenty Two." How did you get there? And where on earth did you learn about this dream doll? Any doll would have made a strong connection to Liz Powell's visions of coming events. But a Peruvian dream doll? That's pretty esoteric, wouldn't you say? Or maybe I just missed the movie.
I have to tell you that the photo in Fuhrman's book where we are clearly meant to see the doll and read the poem creeps me out more than any photo I've seen in the case. It always has. It's the big baby again. Even though you can see only a knee you know who the knee belongs to or who we are suppose to think it belongs to.
In that picture, Fuhrman is figuratively waving around his two young kids, showing off his artistic talents, his writing versatility, his studied compassion (the poem, flowers and doll), his practiced modesty (the unidentified knee) and his prize-winning penmanship in print and cursive. All of this looks to me like just another way of jumping up and down and shouting, "Look at me! Look at me!" when everything about the situation he's in shouts back, "What the hell are you doing in this picture?" --Jasper