Upright Beasts – Lincoln Michel
Michel displays a Barthelmeian penchant for the absurd and a wicked dry sense of humor.
Where is the glamor of the female masculine in the culture of the young? And why is Eileen Myles the only living female writer with macho swagger successful enough for straight people know about?
Mass murder is as pure Americana as hamburgers, chicken salad sandwiches, and apple pie.
What happens if you’re not religious, but religion’s still the lens through which you see the world?
When you zoom in, any seemingly homogenous surface, even Facebook, can become a terrain of complexity: a landscape.
City on Fire – Garth Risk Hallberg
Hallberg has at least attempted the Great New York Novel, but Hallberg has placed too much trust in the throw-weight of his subject and his pages, so the “great” is less qualitative than quantitative.
The Sleep of the Righteous – Wolfgang Hilbig
It is a real gift to English language readers that finally, albeit posthumously, we have the opportunity to discover and admire a portion of this wonderful writer’s oeuvre.
This needs more subjectivity and observation. Tell me more about being nervous.
Despite what you’ve heard, Google’s Deep Dream is not an artificial intelligence – it’s just an interesting image filter. What does this misrepresentation tell us about the state of online tech journalism?
Can I language something that is inherently beyond language? Can I actually render a moment or emotion? Can I create something as beautiful as a Tarkovsky film or as provocative and strange as a Pina Bausch choreography?