Review
An unreliable narrator is a tough row to hoe for a fiction writer, but a narrator who doesn’t quite know what to think — that’s even harder ground to plow.
Two documentaries grapple with the ’60s, a decade of chaos, craziness, and the potential for doom or salvation.
I immediately heard how adept these players were — and how brilliantly they played together.
I wonder why this fine session was withheld for 49 years. It might be the bitter-sounding texts, or the very fact of vocals in a jazz session.
Asteroid City is hard to pin down, largely because it holds its ideas about nostalgia and grief at arm’s length.
Sloane: A Jazz Singer is very sweet film that never cloys because of the singer’s naturalness, honesty, occasional self-deprecation, and sense of humor.
Both of these documentaries offer gratifying viewing for any curious roots music fan.
This offbeat bio of Turtles vocalist, songwriter, and clown prince Mark Volman has been assembled from amusing, insightful, horrifying, honest, and candidly told stories from friends, family, and even some foes.
This incisive drama set during the height of Thatcherism doesn’t need to amplify its relevance.
In this novel Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah creates a terrifying future world. I’m glad that he chose to anchor that creation so powerfully in the shameful present.
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