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Domagoj Kurmaic: Mother of Learning (EBook, 2021, Wraithmarked Creative, LLC)
Edward Abbey: The Monkey Wrench Gang (P.S.) (2006, Harper Perennial Modern Classics)
Mark Twain: King Leopold's Soliloquy; a Defense of his Congo Rule (Hardcover, 2018, Franklin Classics)

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Peter Linebaugh, Silvia Federici: Re-Enchanting the World (2018, PM Press)

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Richard Moss: Shareware Heroes (2023, Unbound)
David Kushner: Masters of Doom (2003, Random House)
John Barth: Lost in the Funhouse (1979, Bantam Books)

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reviewed Colors of Film by Charles Bramesco

Charles Bramesco: Colors of Film (2023, Quarto Publishing Group UK, Frances Lincoln)

Aw man

While this is lovingly written (if somewhat "obvious"), the poor print quality makes it so this is little more than a list of recommendations for pretty movies. That's perfectly fine, it's just a shame since the paper is thick and fancy and they clearly tried to make it look good, but in any lighting I've had it in everything looks so dark and drab on the weirdly matte pages. A bit of a shame.

reviewed Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

Vladimir Nabokov: Lolita (Paperback, 1983, McGraw-Hill Book Company)

Here is the text of Nabokov's own screen adaptation of his celebrated novel, written in …

Lolita

The silence of Dolores is ear-splitting. Well, except for the bit about everyone hating all that fucking French. I choose to believe that was an authentic thought untinged by Humbert's narration.

reviewed Franny and Zooey by J. D. Salinger

J. D. Salinger: Franny and Zooey (1999, Tandem Library)

Meet Franny and her younger brother, Zooey, in two Salinger stories.

I don't like titles for reviews what do I put here

These are the kind of mental circles one goes in when they don't appreciate the hard-earned simple wisdom of the saccharine and sentimental. I say that not to dismiss what's here but just to make clear that I have a fundamental disconnect with the struggle described, especially as someone whose religious interest has never been particularly theistic. I moved past the feeling that people are self-interested fakes with no real insight into the world young enough that I never really tried to build intellectual and spiritual supports around that feeling, yknow what I mean? If there was one thing being a young kid exposed to 4chan early actually did for me, it was shuffling me through that stage much earlier than I would have otherwise.

That said, I really love the alternate approach to that mindset we get. Rather than exploring what drives the emotions which create its immature form …

finished reading Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

Vladimir Nabokov: Lolita (Paperback, 1983, McGraw-Hill Book Company)

Here is the text of Nabokov's own screen adaptation of his celebrated novel, written in …

The silence of Dolores is ear-splitting. Well, except for the bit about everyone hating all that fucking French. I choose to believe that was an authentic thought untinged by Humbert's narration.

reviewed American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis

Bret Easton Ellis: American Psycho (Paperback, 2006, Random House Inc.)

American Psycho is a novel by Bret Easton Ellis, published in 1991. The story is …

jesus

disdain for the rich and empty. brands, GQ, unrelenting violence, unreality, misogyny, brands, designer, restaurant, more expensive restaurant, donald trump, brands, hair, cocaine, huey lewis and the news, thinner, bulkier, taller, hatred, hatred, aimless empty prejudice, everything empty even violence

Ultimately successful in its aims as a hatred-induced breakdown of a particular kind of insufferable person but so unbearably gruesome that my honest feelings are mostly just disgust. I appreciate its rage but want nothing to do with the result. This has messed with my dreams on several separate days.

reviewed Wise blood. by Flannery O'Connor

Flannery O'Connor: Wise blood. (Paperback, 1962, Farrar, Straus and Cudahy)

Wise Blood, Flannery O'Connor's astonishing and haunting first novel, is a classic of twentieth-century literature. …

I wish I could connect

Much as I love O'Connor, I always felt like the short stories that Wise Blood was made up of were so loose and dissociative that they fall through my fingers, and reading their modified forms strung together doesn't really change that. Her portrayal of the south is as compellingly rancid and distant as ever. Everyone talks past each other, rambling in ways that only have meaning to themselves. They're all dirty, hell-bound, and know it. This is of course O'Connor's strength, but I have a harder time connecting with her earlier work which feels so directionless in comparison to the much more pointed The Violent Bear It Away.

Ultimately I think faith in any real sense is too foreign to me for any of this to really strike a chord.