This age-old tension between worldly self and inner self, cleverly tailored by Ferris to the Internet era, is not fully developed...It is as though Ferris's narrative, which begins so ambitiously, falls victim to the very cultural shallowness bemoaned by its protagonist...
What happens? Not much. But Mr. Kinney has a chance to describe several different strata of Dylan admirers, from those who’ll eat cherry pie because he did to those who know the first name of his maternal great-grandmother...The stories are innocent and not particularly interesting.
Whitehead serves up an engrossing mix of casual yet astute reportage and hang-dog philosophizing, showing us that, for all of poker’s intricate calculations and shrewd stratagems, everything still hangs on the turn of a card.
Given its subtitle—"A Nanny Writes Home"— I opened this book with misgivings. I don't find cute stories about child rearing particularly riveting (unless, of course, they're my own). But "Love, Nina" is enchanting. It's one of the funniest—and oddest—books I've read in a long time.
Animation giant Pixar uses technology only as a means to an end; its films are rooted in human concerns, not computer wizardry. The same can be said of the new book "Creativity, Inc.," Ed Catmull's endearingly thoughtful explanation of how the studio he co-founded generated hits...
The effect is both luxurious and down to earth, a pleasurable sojourn with characters Marciano depicts as simultaneously likable and irritating, bold and retiring, types and individuals—not unlike those reading about them.
Readers won’t soon forget his most fearless essay, which recounts a raw, heartbreaking experience from his days in rehab for his alcohol addiction. A savvy writer with a quick wit, Lowe invites readers into his world with easy charm and disarming frankness.
It’s this kind of smarmy voice that makes the novel hard to take in large doses, but readers with strong stomachs may find some caustic humor here.
...Eyman portrays Wayne as a man of hidden dimensions: a regular guy who liked to smoke and drink with his buddies and who was also a formidable chess player...and an untrained actor who mastered the art of film performance. Insightful, exhaustive and engrossing—a definitive portrait of the man and the legend.
As always, Pratchett's unforgettable characters and lively story mirror the best, the worst, and the oddest bits of our own world, entertaining readers while skewering social and political foibles in a melting pot of humanity, dwarfs, trolls, goblins, vampires, and a werewolf or two.
Although Wagner regales readers with tales of many of his Hollywood friends—from Mary Pickford and Harold Lloyd to Andy Williams and Jimmy Stewart—he never stoops to kiss-and-tell gossip about the stars nor does he wax nostalgic about a past for which he desperately longs.
Harris segues seamlessly to scenes all over the world—the Aleutians, England, France, Germany, Italy...Harris also chronicles the politics, personality clashes (military vs. Hollywood), egos, drinking, carousing and sexual exploits. As riveting and revealing as a film by an Oscar winner.
In this latest crisis, waves of wild magic are flowing from Rachel’s ley-line, causing charms to misfire, often with devastating results...A great ride in and of itself, rather than simply a buildup to the finale, which is sure to be whiz-bang.
The good news, mathematically speaking, is that the stories are pretty much 100% brilliant...Since the stories are also, as always, extremely funny, Moore has come to enjoy the unusual distinction of being just about the darkest light writer around.
Dave Itzkoff is right to give Paddy Chayefsky his due as a cultural icon. After all, he knew what a flash mob was before the Internet made it a reality; and he knew what could drive angry Americans to yell into the night.
If the collection feels uneven at times...perhaps that’s because Novak seems to have worked harder on the more substantial stories, which have the pleasing feel of being written by an author in complete control of his craft.
“The Guts” is a decent performance, but doesn’t give us the “access all areas” badge I had expected.
Once again there are deliciously unexpected pairings, reunions with characters we thought were simply walk-ons, worldly wisdom on everything from death to erotic etiquette, a slew of new words you hope you'll find the social opportunity to reuse (shirtcockers, anyone?) and a plot to guarantee a late lights-out.
...It’s raw, comic and deeply affecting, a testament to Mr. Shteyngart’s abilities to write with both self-mocking humor and introspective wisdom, sharp-edged sarcasm and aching — and yes, Chekhovian — tenderness.
Greenberg’s Early Earth may be light on the very storytelling its premise demands, but when it opts to craft tales with images instead, it becomes capable, promising work.