Books
John Patrick Higgins is a deft writer whose prose often displays a spare lyricism.
David Greenberg has brought to life not only one unusual man but also the tumultuous racial history of our country in the second half of the 20th century and into the early years of the 21st century.
The book continually underlines the important cultural role little magazines played, and how women were central to their existence as founders, editors, contributors, critics, and patrons.
This extraordinary cultural figure has yet to receive the biography she deserves.
At some point during the writing of the book, Ken Turan must have realized, sadly, that the Mayer/Thalberg/MGM story has been done to death. All he could do was what he did: tell well what had been told well before.
Three stories highlight the special benefits of friendship — between the old and young, and among children of different backgrounds.
“Darkenbloom” is a hefty novel, in which a blood-stained, depraved swath of history is laid bare by in-depth examination of a narrow geographical sample (think “One Hundred Years of Solitude”, or, for that matter, “Gone With the Wind”).
“Plastic” would have been much more effective if it had taken the form of an anime or a cartoon.
The healing powers of poetry is a sieve through which Ange Mlinko pours bitterness and disunity, cosmic and personal.
With 12 studio albums and myriad EPs to his band’s credit, Stuart Murdoch can now boast, not that he’s the type to do so, of being a published novelist.
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