Axolotl: Floating Phantom

Conquistadors noted that the Aztec capital – with these verdant gardens rolling into the royal city of pyramids and palaces – was more breathtaking than any in Europe. Then they leveled most of the pyramids and filled in most of the canals.

Cheers to The Downwardly Mobile

The snobby, elite, too-smart-for-her-own-good it girl is as old as time. Or at least as old as color TV.

I Knew You Were Trouble

At this point, the only way Paglia could shock her audience would be for her to not be offensive.

The Lathe of Heaven

The Lathe of Heaven the only film or TV adaptation of her work with which Ursula Le Guin herself has ever been pleased. And I can see why.

Can We Please Call a Ceasefire on 20-something Trend Pieces?

Yet another tired page in a growing collection of articles that are inexplicably obsessed with the apparent demise of middle-class, heterosexual romance and the endless perils of being a millennial twenty-something.

Living Line to Line

Hoffman’s biographical passages, expert arrangement of Joseph Roth’s correspondence, and crisp footnotes yield a full arc of synchronised decay — the social fabric of Europe, Roth’s career, and his worldview — all in unison.

(Self-)Portrait of the Artist as a Young Woman

O’Connor mentioned this self-portrait in letters to friends, enclosed copies of it to pen pals she had never met, and begged publishers to include it on book jackets. According to O’Connor’s wry reports, it was not well-received, so what could explain her fixation on the painting?

SWANS CROSSING and the Makings of a Forgotten Teen Melodrama

In a world where most cultural biproducts from the nineties are revered for being so bad they’re good, I’m shocked at Swans’ relatively absent cult following. Where are the VHS trading posts? Where is the fan fiction? Why aren’t more people reminiscing the crap out of this awful show?

Off the Road

ON THE ROAD no longer holds the allure it once did.

Reading Under The Influence

As Charles de Saint Evremond writes in his Miscellaneous Essays (1692), “When a Man, intoxicated with reading, makes his first step in the World, ’tis usually a false one.”