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tugs of war
To recoil from the tired shape. Form and anti-form collide, tugging from opposite sides at the drama of naturalistic illusion. The urge to engage in the shattering of shape. And never shall the twain be twined again. Excuse us for … Continue reading
updike: small appliances of civilization
…”They were just people, members of the race of white anmals…Highly neural, brachycephalic, unquely able to oppose their thumbs to the four other digits, they bred with elegant settlements, and both burned and interred their dead.” They were the people … Continue reading
poor “cohort”
“Cohort” means a body of soldiers: a battalion or a regiment, something like that. A pure Latin word, it has been in English for hundreds of years. In Milton’s Paradise Lost God sends the archangel Michael down to expel Adam … Continue reading
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Tagged Byron poetry, Byron The Destruction of Sennacherib, J.D. Salinger, J.D. Salinger The Glass Family, Legs Diamond, Madame Pickwick, madame pickwick art blog, Milton Paradise Lost, Peter Paul Rubens, Reubens paintings, Salinger Raise High The Roof Beam Carpenters
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struggles on the edge of sanity
American literary criticism, to use Adorno’s term is a great machine, a cultural industry constantly in need of raw material. It is, in fact many machines; press the right button and off the assembly line rolls social consciousness, protest, dissent, … Continue reading
tradition of the quest
The atmosphere conjured up by J.D. Salinger inevitably recalls the era of nineteenth-century romanticism; then, too, the promise of utopia disappeared in blood, leaving the younger generation disillusioned and ready to escape into the personal search for truth and beauty. … Continue reading
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Tagged Alfred Kazin, Arthur Heiserman, Byron romantic poet, Ernest Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Ihab Hassan, J.D. Salinger, Jack Skow, James ameron, James Fenimore Cooper, Janet Malcolm, John Lennon murder, Kenneth Slawenski, Lord Byron greece, Mel Gibson, Naomi Klein, Paul Levine, Slavoj Zizek, Stephen J. Whitfield, Taxi Driver movie, William Weigand
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“we don’t talk we hold forth”
They evoke a memory here, a recognition there, of the kind of overarticulate, overemotional young people who excitedly theorize about the universe and themselves, who forever question what they are saying and then question the question itself, who sound as … Continue reading
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Tagged Alfred Kazin, David Leitch, Don Quixote, Harold Bloom, Henry Grunwald, J.D. Salinger, James Frazer, james frazer the golden bough, Kenneth Slawenski, Mary McCarthy, Maxwell Geismer, Oswald Achenbach, seymour krim, Warren French, William Weigand
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a seymour misunderstood: hints of envy and terror
The ambiguity was strongest about Seymour, who is regarded by the surviving Glasses as something of a Holy Man. But there are hints in Franny and Zooey that coexistence with a saint, living or dead, can have its drawbacks and … Continue reading
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Tagged Alfred Kazin, Calvancati Dead of Night, Franz Kafka, Henry Grunwald, Ihab Hassan, J.D. Salinger, J.D. Salinger Franny and Zooey, J.D. Salinger Seymour: An Introduction, Jack Skow, Janet Malcolm, John Updike, Kenneth Slawenski, Mary McCarthy, Maxwell Geismar, michael redgrave, Paul Levine, Seymour Glass J.D. Salinger, William Weigand
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the Fat lady
Finding behind the laughter all kinds of hate, cruelty and perverted fantasies. In a way, the Glasses are an intimate club, as David Leitch once said, a peculiarly intimate club in which Salinger’s readers were overtly invited to associate themselves … Continue reading
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Tagged Alfred Kazin, C.S. Lewis, Carles Dickens, Charles Dickens, David Leitch, George Steiner, Henry Grunwald, J.D. Salinger, Jack Skow, Madame Pickwick, madame pickwick art blog, Paul Levine, seymour krim, William Weigand
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