Mr. Salle gets no points for originality of insight...But “How to See” is lovely to read, mostly, because Mr. Salle can actually write.
Mr. Lawrence, a professor of cultural studies at the University of East London, provides a lot to chew on, sometimes too much. Occasionally his paragraphs are weighted down with alphabetical lists of, say, every notable band that played at a particular club in a given year — like a garnish that overwhelms the dish.
...his excellent new book...The release of Semley’s book this week will no doubt occasion another battery of celebratory odes to the Kids and their importance, their influence, their continued relevance to this day.
Springsteen is gentle with those who treated him poorly—and one imagines those “rah-rahs” of the Jersey Shore writhing in shame each day at the memory—but generous with love for friends and listeners alike. A superb memoir by any standard, but one of the best to have been written by a rock star.
This is a book of great compassion that traces the contours of a single remarkable life. But Bergner is also doing something more expansive, examining the long and tormented history of black involvement in an elite artistic tradition and in society at large.
For his part, Gordon, who certainly has tales to tell, comes off as a blowhard on one page and a meditative beachcomber on the next even as his indifferently written narrative careens between dressing rooms and green rooms, rockers and foodies. On the B-list, as showbiz memoirs go, but entertaining enough.
Ajayi is at her best when she delves into her personal experiences as a Nigerian immigrant in the U.S. and combines humor with pathos; this honesty makes the book worth reading.
Burnett watched every episode afresh to research this book, and that attention to detail shows in her exhaustive accounts of major sketches. However, even nonfans will enjoy the nuggets of intrigue Burnett scatters throughout...
Christopher Goscha’s thorough and thoughtful new history of Vietnam counters these simple portrayals with large and welcome doses of complexity.
Focusing on the year and a half before Burton’s death, the book adds depth to an important chapter in the band’s history.
A few more efforts to soothe ruffled feathers and forgive trespasses would have taken the aggrieved, resentful edge off this book, but still, it’s good to hear the much-repeated story of the Beach Boys’ implosion from the point of view of the canonical villain of the piece...For die-hard fans of Love & Mercy, probably one to miss.
Pastoral, then, is an interesting title for a book that so challenges our notions of the same, but these unruly edgelands, one suspects, are as close as many suburban Muscovites get to that elevated ideal. It is essentially, a book about how people use – and abuse – the precious green spaces available to them.
If judged simply as a book, as it should be, and not along a friendship continuum: whoosh. It’s juicy, opinionated, indiscreet, immodest, not terribly well organized or fact-checked. (Elvis was not, in the late 1960s, “a regional performer.”)
The book itself is beautifully constructed with a sturdy cover and heavy pages that can withstand even the most vivid coloring with pen, pencil or brush. Coloring aficionados will get hours of pleasure from filling in the drawings...
In his splendid “Mad Enchantment: Monet and the Painting of the Water Lilies,” Ross King brings to life the moving story of the aging artist’s last and most ambitious project...
Perhaps the book’s most engaging chapter, “A Certain Regard,” which gathers programs not pantheon-worthy but liked by the authors “for some strange reason or another,” suggests a more interesting direction...A well-reasoned and engaging—if ultimately unchallenging—summary of the best television has to offer.
...it’s a book that succeeds for its ambition and breadth as it helps brings art out of the museum and makes it immediate and relevant in the lives of readers.
Mostly, though, “trying to be generous as I bow out”, he writes as a captive viewer. But then James has always been a generous critic – not in the sense of letting bad work off the hook, or in showering good work with superlatives, but in giving munificently of his time, and in using it to pay careful attention.
My Damage is a celebration of that punk rock work ethic, a story of maintenance and perseverance as told by one of the hardest working men in the punk underground.
Kandel presents concepts to ponder that may open new avenues of art making and neuroscientific endeavor.