Modern Library Revue
November 23, 2010
D. H. Lawrence’s books are not, on the surface, about anything, and they are full of poetic flights, everyone alternately feeling a deadness inside and flinging himself down to rub his parts on the grass.
October 22, 2010
I confess: all I know about Alexander the Great I learned from Mary Renault (and how).
September 17, 2010
While Dante urged me to strive up, up, up toward heaven’s crooning saints and brightly-lit pinwheels, Malcolm Lowry lit my cigarette and told me it’s always nighttime inside the bar. It was a confusing period in my life.
August 13, 2010
Were Ellen Olenska on Jersey Shore, she would be the pasty, sober blonde in a ruffled one-piece.
May 26, 2010
Seven hundred pages is, at best, a dear friend and at worst, a co-worker, the kind who sends you political forwards.
May 19, 2010
I want not to resort to the repellent vernacular of the internet meme, but my reaction to the book is difficult to express otherwise, so, Wow. Just….wow.
March 31, 2010
“White man oppresses black man, is oppressed in turn by jungle mysteries.”
March 5, 2010
Evelyn Waugh is your bi-curious hipster boyfriend.
January 20, 2010
I don’t tend to condemn books solely because the writer was some variety of wretch. But I have done so if I think it will create a smoke-screen for the fact that I did not understand the book.
December 21, 2009
Carson McCullers attains a level of virtuosity on many fronts, but I was most taken with her depiction of relationships, many of which balance on a knife edge of propriety, wavering back and forth between the lovely and the weird and the outright perverse.