Ernest Hemingway‘s drinkable feast: Most tributes to Hemingway cite his vastly influential writing, but his globe-trotting adventurousness also made him a trailblazer when it came to cocktails. * Inglourious Basterds: World War II according to Tarantino (see also, the 10 most historically inaccurate movies) * Rashomon the movie, diagrammed in an attempt to figure it all out (via London Review Blog) * The Collagist * Huxley vs. Orwell (via @kenbaumann) * Mick Sacks in conversation with Dan Clowes: “I’ve been called everything from a “graphic novelist” to a “comic-strip novelist” to just a “cartoonist.” I’ve always preferred “cartoonist,” because that seems the least obnoxious. I used to tell people I was a “comic-book artist,” but they’d look at me as if I’d just stepped in dog shit and walked across their Oriental rug. I never knew what to call myself, but I was always opposed to the whole “graphic novelist” label. To me, it just seemed like a scam. I always felt that people would say, “Wait a minute! This is just a comic book!” But now, I’ve given up.” * Pádraig Ó Méalóid asks 16 comics professionals (including Neil Gaiman, Bryan Talbot, Dave McKean) the question, “What’s your opinion of the term ‘Graphic Novel’?” * “Is it time to burn this book?” Slate on Ray Bradbury‘s Fahrenheit 451, the comic * The trailer for Astro Boy * Two takes on Nelson Algren‘s Entrapment & Other Writings (see also, An American Nightmare: The US versus Nelson Algren by 3:AM‘s Darran Anderson) * Steve Almond‘s Bad Poetry Corner, a wonderfully bad poem written by Almond, his younger self or another bad poet * Beat poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti‘s mini-renaissance: “Allen Ginsberg gave me an early version to read, it was a manuscript that was more or less gathered up from under the bed and the pages shuffled together, and that was considered a great breakthrough as a literary technique. The junkie mentality was a death consciousness, a consciousness totally ridden with death and evil and I just didn’t see any reason to disseminate that consciousness. So we didn’t publish Naked Lunch and thereby didn’t become millionaires. I didn’t have the benefit of knowing that [William] Burroughs would develop into a great writer.” (via @ohellwithemma) * Jay Farrar & Ben Gibbard talk about their Jack Kerouac project * Kenneth Cox, founding member of Leeds Surrealist Group, on Ghérasim Luca‘s The Passive Vampire * Martin Amis, the “the oldest enfant terrible in town”? * George Walden on David Peace: “Like so much of our officially proclaimed Renaissance, Peace’s originality is embarrassingly passé. Capital letters screaming at you? Where do you start? Wyndham Lewis in Blast and Hubert Selby Jr in Last Exit to Brooklyn come to mind at random. Textual fooling around, in oCcULT mode? Well, Apollinaire wrote in circles a century ago, when it was innovative, then there was Raymond Queneau. Lines crossed out? Done two centuries ago, in Tristram Shandy. Reading Peace can be dispiritingly like watching a naughty YBA lady putting fried eggs on her tits in the belief that it puts her up there with Tristan Tzara. Sad really, all the more because when Peace is not playing at being quirky and original, his work can be much more interesting than that of the YBAs. (via @StuartEvers) * Follow 3:AM on Twitter for more links.