Face it: Wouldn’t you rather strike out on the road with John Waters than Jack Kerouac? If the answer is yes, then this book is for you, even if Waters...the ever-flamboyant auteur-(Pink Flamingos, Hairspray et al) turned-writer, takes his sweet time getting going.
Clinton's calculated mix of soaring rhetoric and tacit realpolitik reveals much, but not everything.
...he is forced to speak about himself. And he does so the same way he spoke of Sissy Hankshaw, Wiggs Dannyboy, the Woodpecker and Plucky Purcell. This works well for tales of deformed hitchhikers and outlaw bombers, but it can become grating, navel-gaze-y and not-so-humble-brag-ish when it's Tom Robbins writing about Tom Robbins
Bird’s meticulous account of Ames’s career amid an ongoing Mideast climate of caution and suspicion is one of the best books on American intelligence community.
In the end, none of these die-hard fans comes closer to finding the real Dylan, but they discover over and over just why Dylan’s music means so much to them.
Will history see Geithner as a great Treasury secretary? That is uncertain. He was certainly effective. But too much of this otherwise self-deprecating memoir is self-defence.
The real pleasures of “The Noble Hustle” come in the throwaway observations. ...Mr Whitehead may not have gone home in the money, but he has a way with upstanding sentences.
This is the James Madison we always should have known about. Thanks to Lynne Cheney’s well-researched book, it’s the James Madison we will now always know.
No one has perfect parents and no one can write a perfect book about her relationship to them. But Chast has come close.
Hoare's writing awakens the senses with visions, sounds, and smells of the ocean; his delight and interest in nature will encourage readers to look around with new eyes.
In the end, Greenwald underplays the real media problem. The NSA is in many ways a product of the feverish ways in which terrorism is portrayed. The bomb at last year’s Boston marathon was a horrific event, killing four people, but it also produced dramatic overreaction.
It turns out that “Love, Nina” is indeed charming, but only in the best ways. It’s observant, funny, terse, at times a bit rude. It affords a glimpse into a rarefied London social and literary milieu. It’s an “Upstairs, Downstairs” or “Downton Abbey” of sorts...
As Nikil Saval recounts in his sharp and absorbing history of the office, America long ago overcame this aversion and became “a nation of clerks”.
Mr. Beam's "American Crucifixion" concentrates on the murder itself, which has received relatively little attention from historians of Mormonism. But the book is also a remarkably fair account of the origins and trajectory of Mormonism itself.
Despite the rich parade of anecdote, some of the principals at the heart of "Hotel Florida" remain shadowy presences...There's an absence of "truth" implicit in this practice, too. "Hotel Florida" is nonetheless a vivid, well-paced story of the awfulness of war and of the complex motives of those who report on it.
A frankly partisan memoir that provides shrewd insights into both national politics and the state of the middle class.
What can a new biographer add? “Gandhi Before India” by Ramachandra Guha, India’s leading historian, offers plenty...it deals with Gandhi’s life up to 1914...Gandhi’s biographers usually pass over this period in a rush to get to the main show in India. But Mr Guha argues his “African Gandhi” is every bit as worthy of attention as the later man.
Taylor’s provocative book has the power to help shape discussions about the role of technology in our world.
This is a generous tribute to an amusing and brilliant man but, ultimately, there just isn’t much incident. Not all great writers merit a big biography.
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...