Narcocorridos: Ed Vulliamy's "Amexica"
"Few ever stop to ask how many lives just went up a supermodel's nose." Or got smoked in a bowl. Or rolled in a joint.
"Few ever stop to ask how many lives just went up a supermodel's nose." Or got smoked in a bowl. Or rolled in a joint.
Ah, Middle Age. Ye despised state.
The number is highly debatable, but it turns out that, Facebook aside, the average person has about 150 friends.
Since Wyoming is now popularly associated with Dick Cheney and Matthew Shepard's murderers, it’s good to see a more complex portrait of the territory.
It’s a moral dilemma described in devastating images of both his mother’s failures and the author’s own bottomless faults.
The idea that Orwell rather than Huxley was the one to turn to if one wanted a fictional lens through which to see China went virtually unchallenged..
This was the canonical American art for which the claim "you had to be there" seemed strongest ...
The Potter voice: that mock-pedantic tone of winning modesty and warm condescension.
A "ghostly reanimation" of the poet's textual presence; translation gives way to transposition, to citational graft and recycling.
Word and line can marry enticingly in the art of tattoo.
Read in tandem, Starr’s and Braudy’s books offer a concise but compelling reflection on California history.
Beauty linked to life and death.
It is almost entirely abstract.
King's technical expertise as a writer is almost impossible to ignore, regardless of how one feels about stories involving man-eating oil slicks.
Is contemporary fiction really so mediocre?
Despite how much she has been dissected, analyzed, and worshipped, something about Marilyn Monroe remains forever elusive.