:: Buzzwords Archive: December 2010. Click here for the latest posts.
Your Author Needs You (published 30/12/2010)
The Missing Links (published 28/12/2010)
Steve Finbow discusses Shuichi Yoshida‘s Villain & Japanese crime fiction on BBC World Service’s The Strand. * New literary gang around town, includes Ned Beauman & Evie Wyld. * Popular culture goes back to the Thirties. * Dancing on Hot Bricks, Virginia Woolf in 1941 [PDF] * Thomas Bernhard, the alienator. * “To read Bernhard is to be trapped in a corner of a Viennese cafe with a splenetic central European intellectual who won’t shut up and won’t move on. He’s funny, but funny-scary. And ultimately boring.” * Why Edward Hopper puzzles. * Five must-read small press titles from 2010. * “The Coen brothers make two kinds of movies: ones that obsess over the existence of evil and ones that muse on it, accept it merrily, and plow on.” * Georges Bataille on French television, 1958. * In case you missed it, The Believer runs the INS‘ Declaration on the Notion of “The Future”. * Terry Gilliam‘s steampunk puppet movie1884. * RiP: A Remix Manifesto, an important (free) documentary about intellectual property & remix culture. * From a beat cafe in San Francisco to Robert Louis Stevenson‘s burial ground, the Guardian readers’ tips to literary locations. * A Roxy Music documentary presented by Jarvis Cocker (via) * Amanda Palmer & Neil Gaiman remake a scene from Labyrinth. * “I fear the result would be unacceptable in Ireland.” Why Samuel Beckett declined to write for RTE (via) * “Hazlitt was smashing the boundaries between styles of writing and species of prose, of ‘high’ and ‘low’ culture a century and a half before the Modern Review got in on the game.” In praise of the neglected William Hazlitt, “progenitor of much of what is read today.” * Demolition of the Paris Metro, photo-essay on the forgotten stations of Paris (via) * An addition to Hair of the Dog, Through a Glass Darkly, Malcolm Lowry, booze, literature & writing.
Hair of the dog (published )
“[Jim] Dixon was alive again. Consciousness was upon him before he could get out of the way… He lay sprawled, too wicked to move, spewed up like a broken spider-crab on the tarry shingle of the morning… His mouth had been used as a latrine by some small creature of the night, and then as its mausoleum. During the night, too, he’d somehow been on a cross-country run and then been expertly beaten up by secret police. He felt bad.”
The best hangover scene ever written? Kingsley Amis’ Lucky Jim and other fictional hangovers, in print, film and song.