Primer: Winner of the Sundance Grand Jury Prize and the Alfred P. Sloan Prize. The film was made for $7,000, doesn't appear to have a distribution deal yet, but somehow manages to involve time travel and ethics in its plot. The intricate story has also caused a lot of people to scratch their heads, which has resulted in several unclaimed ski caps left at theatres.
As if the Whitbread isn't enough, Mark Haddon has walked away with another award -- this time, from the South Bank Show. The British literary community is up in arms about this, trying to convince committees that "enough is enough." An anonymous Important Literary Person has made calls, noting that, while The Curious Dog is a great book, Haddon has simply won too much praise and that there won't be enough praise for the rest of the books.
Alexandra Ripley, author of Scarlett, has died. Several publishers, upon hearing the news, have been trying to determine which great Ripley book they can pilfer a sequel out of. Unfortunately, Ripley was no Margaret Mitchell. And no publisher wants to be reminded of how much they backed Ripley's attempt to cash in, let alone the other stuff she wrote.
Prima facie that the New Yorker is overinfluenced by vapid McSweeney's-like pop cultural riffs: "Boswell's Life of Jackson". (And Menudo is referenced in the first sentence. Oh no.)
James Fallows annotates the State of the Union address.
The Boston Globe interviews Tibor Fischer and Fischer comes across, no surprise, as a smug son of a bitch. Not only does he compare himself to Shakespeare, but he lauds cheapshots: "I'm with Amis, and so although in 'Voyage' I do have laughs at the expense of foreigners -- so did Shakespeare -- I also allow characters for whom English is not their first language to express dismay when someone British doesn't know an arcane piece of English vocabulary: 'It's your language,' they say."
And to hell with the Golden Globes. How about a real award? Best Lead In A Rising Up and Rising Down Review: "For the past decade, it seemed Sacramento-based novelist William T. Vollmann was neck and neck in a war of prolificacy with Richard Powers, David Foster Wallace, and anyone else who would take him on. With 'Rising Up and Rising Down,' he has put the issue to rest." And I truly feel sorry for John Freeman, who, like all reviewers, read all 3,500 pages from a CD-ROM.
Lizzie Grubman (not to be confused with this Lizzie) is returning to the social scene. This may be the first time in New York history that first-hand accounts of road rage are discussed over caviar.
At long last, a New York Times I want to see. (via Old Hag, courtesy of Pullquote)
Pynchon's voice on The Simpsons. He sounds like an angrier Harvey Pekar. (via Chica)
Francis Ford Coppola quotes Wodehouse! (via At Large)
Posted by DrMabuse at January 26, 2004 06:03 AM