For his production of this Mozart opera, Kentridge makes bold and imaginative use of animated film and projection, lending visual stimulation without distracting from the music. The visual display ranges from collaged newspaper pages and floating words to abstract shapes and images that recall the apartheid regime of South Africa.
Actually, it wasn't the poems themselves—terse messages like: I want to write and write and write. In the book's forward, Keith Abbott the same Abbott of the California magazine article relates that after a girlfriend dissed young Brautigan's poetry, he was so distressed to think that he had failed as a poet that he went to a police station and demanded to be arrested.
That act earned him a short stay in the bughouse. It's no surprise that a kid so emotionally volatile would end up killing himself before he reached Dashiell Hammett killed himself with the time-honored method of too much drink and cigarettes, but then Hammett was a generation older than Brautigan.
The only other biographical similarity between the two is that they both lived in San Francisco, albeit during different decades. Hammett also lived in New York—the burg I moved to myself in the late s. New York has always been a hard-edged town. In the late s, it was also a punk rock town. But instead of embracing the nihilistic frenzy of the club culture at CBGB's, I chose to devour Hammett's tough-guy prose.
It was the writerly equivalent of punk rock—nihilism cracking into art. Hammett could describe a gunsel getting gutshot with the spare grace of a haiku. There are several tasty, violent set pieces in the new collection of his stories, "Nightmare Town.
One of the girl's hands came up to grasp the wheel, holding the car straight along a street she could not see.
A man fell on her. Steve pulled him off—tore pieces from him—tore hair and flesh.
The car swerved, scraped a building; scraped one side clear of men. The hands that held Steve fell away from him, taking most of his clothing with them. He picked a man off the back of the seat, and pushed him down into the street that was flowing past them Pistols exploded behind them.
From a house a little ahead a bitter-voiced rifle emptied itself at them, sieving a mudguard.
Then the desert—white and smooth as a gigantic hospital bed—was around them. Whatever pursuit there had been was left far behind. But a closer look reveals the literary touches. The rifle that fires with a bitter voice. The desert as a "gigantic hospital bed.
As for Hammett's psyche, in his own way he was as wounded as Brautigan. Hammett only wrote from tothen abandoned publication to wrestle with the downside of fame, booze, Lillian Hellman and the anti-Communist witch hunts of the early s.
When the man died inall his novels "The Maltese Falcon" and "The Thin Man" among others were in print, but his great pulp shoot'em-up short stories, first published in Black Mark magazine, had been out of print for years. It wasn't untilfive years after his death, that the first hardcover collection of short fiction, "The Big Knockover," was published, followed in by the splendid if not quite top-notch stories collected in "The Continental Op.
When I first read "Woman in the Dark," the prose seemed fresh. Now, several years later, I have to admit that the work is really second-tier Hammett. Now we have "Nightmare Town. But "comprehensive" of what? It really is bargain-basement Hammett. Despite flashes of brilliant writing, almost every story is mired by corny detective-fiction conventions.
She saw nobody, no cars, until she rounded the corner. Gilmore, walking north on Jones, was about the same distance away when [Mrs. Gilmore] heard the shot, and saw nobody until she reached Pine Street. If Kelly had been telling the truth, she would have seen him on Jones Street.
He said he didn't turn the corner until after the shot was fired. I know there are still more uncollected Hammett stories, but I think this volume is it for me.Over at Books & Culture, I take a bird's eye look at the work of Franz Wright:I first came across Franz Wright's work in graduate school.
It was in Nick Halpern's class on contemporary poetry, a. However, in and amongst the angst and loneliness which is so prominent in Kafka’s work, there are moments of piercing beauty, clarity and wisdom.
All artists know that one needs to plumb the depths of your emotional world to gain a new perspective. Get this from a library! Franz Kafka's loneliness. [Marthe Robert]. Franz Kafka’s literary acclaim would largely come after his death from tuberculosis in Cited as one of the most important authors of the 20th century his works feature the recurrent themes of alienation, anxiety, and guilt.
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