So has anyone read The Somnambulist ? It sounds interesting.
Seems like everyone's got a tale to tell.
Mal ,'Safe'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Polter-Cow - Mar 11, 2008 2:10:49 pm PDT #5194 of 28370
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
brenda m - Mar 11, 2008 3:06:57 pm PDT #5195 of 28370
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Ooh, that does sound interesting.
Hayden - Mar 12, 2008 8:08:05 am PDT #5196 of 28370
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
Rich old man decides he's not so liberal after all, blames NPR: [link]
JZ - Mar 12, 2008 9:23:14 am PDT #5197 of 28370
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Corwood, I read the first page... are the rest any better? I got to this:
Do I speak as a member of the "privileged class"? If you will—but classes in the United States are mobile, not static, which is the Marxist view. That is: Immigrants came and continue to come here penniless and can (and do) become rich; the nerd makes a trillion dollars; the single mother, penniless and ignorant of English, sends her two sons to college (my grandmother). On the other hand, the rich and the children of the rich can go belly-up; the hegemony of the railroads is appropriated by the airlines, that of the networks by the Internet; and the individual may and probably will change status more than once within his lifetime.
which irritated me beyond measure for probably twenty different reasons, and then the woman in the ad at the top of the page started warbling when I hadn't asked her to, and I came back here, inexpressibly irritated as you see me now. Should I soldier on?
Hayden - Mar 12, 2008 9:44:31 am PDT #5198 of 28370
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
Oh no. Once you have the gist, you have it. Too bad he doesn't opine as tersely as he writes.
Ginger - Mar 12, 2008 10:11:54 am PDT #5199 of 28370
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
It was pretty turgid and lacking in point. He should have used his usual language:
People suck. We are all seriously fucked up. Those fuckers who wrote the Constitution actually, can you believe it, really knew what the fuck they were doing. It's all turned out pretty fucking well. I think. What the fuck was I saying?
lisah - Mar 12, 2008 10:13:56 am PDT #5200 of 28370
Punishingly Intricate
I can't open the link but assume it's Mamet? I've thought he was a major ass since he visited a college class of mine and told us that film school was a waste of time. We were a class of film majors. Such a condescending assy asshole.
Laga - Mar 12, 2008 11:35:15 am PDT #5201 of 28370
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Ginger wins the summarizing Mamet contest!
Toddson - Mar 12, 2008 12:28:22 pm PDT #5202 of 28370
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
or, possibly, the Deadwood version.
megan walker - Mar 12, 2008 12:43:27 pm PDT #5203 of 28370
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
I started skimming halfway down the page, and then realized there were five pages! Where was Ginger when I needed her?!?
I can't open the link but assume it's Mamet? I've thought he was a major ass since he visited a college class of mine and told us that film school was a waste of time. We were a class of film majors. Such a condescending assy asshole.
This reminds me of an NYU class called "Cinema and Literature" that I took my first year of grad school. It was with nouveau roman guru Robbe-Grillet and he came in the first day and started reading the opening paragraph of Proust ("Longtemps je me suis couché de bonne heure..."), got to the end and declared (I'm translating and paraphrasing here) "How do you adapt that?!? You can't. I don't believe in the concept of "cinema and literature"! He then proceeded to teach one of the worst courses I've ever taken. And, in the end, the final paper was "Choose a scene from a novel and write how you would adapt it."