“Only one woman author—not as famous as Capote—equaled the power of his 1947 photograph: Jane Bowles in Karl Bissinger‘s portrait, taken in 1946 to accompany a story of hers that appeared in Harper‘s Bazaar.” — Hilton Als, The Women, WHITE GIRLS (p109) *Loving this book.

Joyce logging back on to say

Album cover... vehicle... do it

An outstanding portrait: Alain Delon by Jean-Marie Périer, 1960s

"[A]t this stage in his career Thomas Pynchon’s reputation largely immunises him against critical assault. His greatness is taken universally, and monotonously, for granted." www.irishtimes.com/culture/book...

lol

1994 listen party in full effect

Listening to a history audio book in which the narrator refers to “the beer hall pooch”

We represent

"You gonna bark all day, little doggy? Or are you gonna bite?"

"Dictatorships encourage cruelty; more abominable is the fact that they encourage idiocy . . . To fight against these sad monoties is one of the writer's many duties." Jorge Luis Borges.

Remembering Bob Hoskins on his birthday 🎂 📷 Terry O'Neill, 1991 "In good films or bad, Hoskins was impossible to ignore; a foursquare dynamo who always made his presence felt." - Xan Brooks @xanbrooks.bsky.social

the deal i struck with burger king

Wheat intolerance

Walker: How bad does he want you, Chris? Chris: Oh, I don't know. Who knows? Walker: Yeah, you know. How bad? Chris: Pretty bad, I guess.

This is how you blurb

Morning.

"I hear they got a Nobel prize for that stuff as well."

First watch (in two sittings!): The Brutalist (dir. Brady Corbet, 2024). Adrien Brody stars as Hugarian-Jewish architect László Tóth, trying to rebuild his life in America after the concentration camps. Although it borrows from the biopic mode, it is entirely fictional. 1/4

'Grofield put a nickel in the slot machine, pulled the lever, and watched a lemon, a lemon, and a lemon come up. The machine coughed fourteen nickels into the chrome tray.'

YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS

Wait till my best friend, a traveller from an antique land, hears about this!

not now, kitten. daddy ate an egg that fell on the ground and a street-smart white blood cell and a by-the-book cold pill are currently fighting a virus voiced by laurence fishburne inside his body

- Finnegans Bake - The Bun Also Rises - What We Talk About When We Talk About Loaf

Damon Runyon being quoted in a polling analysis is my first and likely only highlight of the benighted #aras25 campaign.

Long live cinema!

Today is the 26th anniversary of The Straight Story and an ideal opportunity to watch this true little miracle of a film by the great David Lynch. ⬇️⬇️⬇️ cinephiliabeyond.org/straight-sto...

Audition Lost Highway Midsommar The Shining

'After years writing westerns, in 1972 Leonard read George V Higgins’s The Friends of Eddie Coyle – “I finished the book in one sitting and felt as if I’d been set free” – and everything changed.' www.irishtimes.com/culture/book...

Béla Tarr’s ‘One War, One Battle, One Conflict After Another’, anyone? (Quote from The Melancholy of Resistance by László Krasznahorkai- which, yes, has already been adapted as ‘Werckmeister Harmonies’)

"The husband is annoyed by these machinations, even when he ostensibly benefits from them ... Ultimately he would like the status of doors not to be an issue in their marriage, and this desire sometimes takes the form of a rigid code of conduct that directly contradicts his best interests."

Have been reading Hangover Square (finally). Such a fascinating novel. What really jumps out from a London story in 1938 is just how ubiquitous fascist sympathies are in the characters.

Happy Friday to you guys

CELEBRATING LK In this translation you will look in vain for a full-stop, Stops are there, but hard to find. Keep searching. Oh look, there is one! He must have taken breath. Time can stand still for the blink of a whale's eye. Then the whale goes down, spouting as it dives.

Around this time of year, brits will wear ‘poppies’ out of deep respect for the international heroin trade

as a teen i’d rush to the library & check out the books of the nobel laureate right after they were announced. you know, to beat the crowds

Sátántangó (Béla Tarr, 1994)

László Krasznahorkai

Shout out to the translators (from the man himself). www.theguardian.com/books/2015/m...

We too yearn for the heady days of the 1980s and 90s when decent, hardworking Portlanders could make their way in this town.

Are You There God? It's Me, Maigret.

Honestly, when the financial press starts printing diagrams like this, isn't it time for a regulator to step in?

This sounds plausible to me. But if it’s true, it means that the age of social media might be over soon, with only the old and wrinkled (like myself) spending any actual time there.

Granny: Well it's no harm, the guy had the personality of a dial tone Me: GRANNY