“Project Hail Mary” is a terrible movie, but it reminds you how good country music sounds in space. (In this case Kris Kristofferson’s “Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down.”)
In the 1960s, a good first novel might receive 90 individual newspaper reviews in America and England, Reynolds Price wrote in his memoir “Ardent Spirits.”
By 2009, this year “Ardent Spirits” was issued, he reckoned the number had dropped to 20 at best.
What would it be now? Two? Three?
#ripwashpostbookworld
It seems like only yesterday that nearly every American newspaper, dozens and dozens of them, even in mid-size cities, ran book reviews by local critics.
The alt-weeklies (I wrote for many of them) were everywhere and had feisty and boisterous book sections.
Time, Newsweek and other weeklies had serious critics who mattered to the conversation.
All this is gone.
The stamping out of the Washington’s Post’s excellent book section - one of the last standing - ends an era. It’s a turning point in America's literature, which can’t thrive without serious and ardent criticism - aka public talk, back and forth, between competing voices, in something like real time.
The silence out there is good for no one. Gloom suddenly feels like eclipse.
Everyone has strong opinions about the best way to do the dishes, as Dwight Garner explores in this meditation on the mundane daily chore. https://t.co/MV5ZkJarVB
Sigrid Nunez considers the early days of lockdown in New York in her new novel, “The Vulnerables.” Our critic Dwight Garner takes a look. https://t.co/pEE8a9ZHvN
Friends, make yourself a martini, turn on your fireplace, and read @DwightGarner's old fashioned ode to the martini.
* Fireplace optional.
** Shaken or stirred, we don't discriminate.
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