Articles by Matt Seidel
March 17, 2017
Hume was sued after putting George Plimpton in a chokehold, convinced that one of the dilettante’s witticisms was cribbed from a Martial epigram. Hume wouldn’t release him until two Commentary editors and William Styron assured him that the bon mot was most definitely a Plimpton original.
March 13, 2017
If you should ever come across me on the path and see in my halting stride and grim-faced muttering a defeated man, know that the “viewless wings of Poesy” are transporting me and my aching feet to a better place.
February 27, 2017
I think that artificial intelligence, when it comes — and it will come, I believe — is going to displace huge numbers of workers. And that’s a crisis, but it’s also a crisis that’s inherent in the logic of capitalism.
February 8, 2017
After a nice long think in the grotto shower, I resolved, once back on dry land, to conduct a survey of recent, or recently reissued, novels that make their home, so to speak, in hotels.
December 3, 2016
In one section, a series of nude women bathe in green water, in blue water, in communal or private tubs, posed in foot baths or sticking their arms in an octopus-like contraption of pipes and funnels. What Whitmanian raptures, or hygienic tips, does the surrounding text reveal?
September 2, 2016
Each of these books is predominantly about appetite — for food, sex, fame, money, adventure — and its potential wasting effect on the human soul.
April 27, 2016
Florence King was at heart a Randian libertarian, seeing identity politics as antithetical to her sacred sense of individualism and thus worthy of scorn.
April 13, 2016
The primary pleasure in Making Monte Carlo comes from watching the various eccentrics, lowlifes, high-rollers, and famous artists — Edvard Munch, Karl Marx, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Coco Chanel — stroll in to take a seat at the table.
March 23, 2016
Bachelder’s portrait of middle-class, middle-aged males revolves around football. Full disclosure: In my version of hell, scowling football coaches pace up and down the River Styx, their steady barking of martial commands only interrupted to consult their laminated sheets on which every possible variation on the off-tackle running play is written.
March 16, 2016
Félix Nadar personifies photography as an avenging angel who, through the accursed image, makes her terrible will known.