Off topic — and I would have missed it altogether had it not been an "Editors' Pick" (along with Russell Brand and Tennessee Whiskey) — from today's NY Times Style section. (And to regain our high literary ground, notice Vivek Tywary's graphic novel which we might read next year if we're not all graphiced out after Queer Graphic History.)
Tuesday, October 17, 2017
Sunday, October 15, 2017
WARHOLCAPOTE
I went to see WARHOLCAPOTE at the American Repertory Theater in Cambridge,
Mass. It was good...not great. I completely disagree with Ben Bradley's NYT
review. He says one would get lost if not an insider. The audience loved it
and gave roaring laughter at some of Capote's lines. I find them funny but I've
heard them all before, some many many times (I was not roaring with laughter).
So, it seemed to me that "not being an insider" made the play much more
enjoyable. Bradley liked Dan Butler and didn't like Stephen Spinella. Dan
Butler started out very good but lost something as the play went on. I'm not a
fan of Stephen Spinella but thought he was much better (as Warhol) than some of
the things I've seen him in in New York (granted Andy Warhol was never a very
illuminated personality in real life as opposed to Capote). I kept thinking,
"This will never work in New York." But then I thought real quick, "Yes it
will. The audiences in New York are as bad as they've ever been."
"Call Me by Your Name"
Some of you will recall that we discussed this novel by Andre Aciman in September 2008. Our friend Ken Jost reports that a decade after its publication, the story is coming to the big screen, amid controversy that the male leads are both straight actors.
Sunday, October 1, 2017
What Eagle Scouts Know
This Tuesday (October 3rd) Armistead Maupin's memoir
Logical Family will be published.
Followers of this blog, however, can read an
extract
covering the first days of "Tales of the City" right now!
Thursday, September 21, 2017
Books We'll Be Reading Next Year
FICTION
Black Deutschland by Darryl Pinckney
A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara
Mundo Cruel by Luis Negron
NON-FICTION
Queer: A Graphic History by Meg-John Barker and Julia Scheele
Hold Tight Gently… by Martin Duberman
A Little Gay History… by R. Parkinson
BIOGRAPHY
The Tastemaker: Carl van Vechten… by Edward White
MEMOIR
Let’s Shut Out the World by Kevin Bentley
DRAMA
The Laramie Project and … Ten Years Later by Moisés Kaufman
My Night with Reg by Kevin Elyot
POETRY
Hard Evidence by Timothy Liu
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror by John Ashbery
In Search of Duende by Federico Garcia Lorca
ANTHOLOGIES
From Macho to Mariposa… by Rice-Gonzalez and Vasquez (ed)
Black Deutschland by Darryl Pinckney
A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara
Mundo Cruel by Luis Negron
NON-FICTION
Queer: A Graphic History by Meg-John Barker and Julia Scheele
Hold Tight Gently… by Martin Duberman
A Little Gay History… by R. Parkinson
BIOGRAPHY
The Tastemaker: Carl van Vechten… by Edward White
MEMOIR
Let’s Shut Out the World by Kevin Bentley
DRAMA
The Laramie Project and … Ten Years Later by Moisés Kaufman
My Night with Reg by Kevin Elyot
POETRY
Hard Evidence by Timothy Liu
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror by John Ashbery
In Search of Duende by Federico Garcia Lorca
ANTHOLOGIES
From Macho to Mariposa… by Rice-Gonzalez and Vasquez (ed)
Monday, September 4, 2017
Garth and Darryl
Garth Greenwell, whose novel What Belongs to You we discussed last February, explains in an
interview
in The New Yorker that while he was writing his novel several short stories sharing the novel's locale and some of its characters pressed themselves on him to be written. One of them,
"An Evening Out," was published in the August 21 issue of the magazine. (Readers with lazy eyes can
listen to the author read it. And even once you've read it you might enjoy listening to Greenwell, who reads very well.)
Readers may also be interested in James Wood's double review of Garth's book and Darryl Pinckney's Black Deutschland (I'm just catching up with all this). Pinckney's novel is sure to end up on our forthcoming voting list and quite possibly on our reading list as well.
Readers may also be interested in James Wood's double review of Garth's book and Darryl Pinckney's Black Deutschland (I'm just catching up with all this). Pinckney's novel is sure to end up on our forthcoming voting list and quite possibly on our reading list as well.
Sunday, September 3, 2017
R.I.P., John Ashbery
The Associated Press has just
reported
that the distinguished poet, translator and critic John Ashbery—who won a trifecta of honors (the Pulitzer Prize, the National Book Award and the National Book Critics Circle prize) for his 1975 poetry collection, Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror—died on Sept. 3 at his home in Hudson, N.Y. He is survived by his husband, David Kermani.
Other obituaries appear in the
New York Times and The Guardian.
In his obituary, AP reporter Hillel Italie notes that Ashbery's style "ranged from ranging couplets to haiku to blank verse, and his interests were as vast as his gifts for expressing them. He wrote of love, music, movies, the seasons, the city and the country, and he was surely the greatest poet ever to compose a hymn to President Warren Harding."
One of Ashbery's most famous poems, "How to Continue," is an elegy for the sexual revolution among gays in the 1960s and '70s, a party turned tragic by the deadly arrival of AIDS. "In a Wonderful Place," a poem from Ashbery's final collection, offers an artfully ambiguous summing up of the poet's long, distinguished career:
In his obituary, AP reporter Hillel Italie notes that Ashbery's style "ranged from ranging couplets to haiku to blank verse, and his interests were as vast as his gifts for expressing them. He wrote of love, music, movies, the seasons, the city and the country, and he was surely the greatest poet ever to compose a hymn to President Warren Harding."
One of Ashbery's most famous poems, "How to Continue," is an elegy for the sexual revolution among gays in the 1960s and '70s, a party turned tragic by the deadly arrival of AIDS. "In a Wonderful Place," a poem from Ashbery's final collection, offers an artfully ambiguous summing up of the poet's long, distinguished career:
I spent years exhausting my good works
on the public, all for seconds
Time to shut down colored alphabets
flutter in the fresh breeze of autumn. It
draws like a rout. Or a treat.
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