Showing posts with label Entropy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Entropy. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
"A keen work of literary art worthy of your attention." The New York Stories. The CCM/Entropy. The Joseph G. Peterson. And many appreciations.
Most definitely appreciations for the CCM/Entropy and the Peterson. And yes, many at that. Excerpt? Of course. Always.
"The Tanzer style evolves from the pithy speech and the dialogic to-and-fro of David Mamet’s early plays. If the 1986 movie classic, About Last Night, enacts a cinematic variation on Mamet’s theatrical production, Sexual Perversity in Chicago, then Tanzer’s opus enacts prose variations on About Last Night.
In other words, in so far as About Last Night softens and laughs up the hard edge of Mamet so too does Tanzer take his cue and fill in comic color around the dark and mean parameters of Mamet’s vision. Both writers, Tanzer and early Mamet, are distinctly urban, Gold Coast Chicago, male-centric and minimalistic. But in my view Tanzer’s take is more generous and open than Mamet’s. While Mamet is ultimately a tragic dramatist, Tanzer’s worldview is ultimately comic and, should I say, more loving and, yes, there is tragedy and hurt here as well."
Friday, April 3, 2015
"My (Not Quite) Cancer Years (1999-2004)" is Entropy. And most awesome that is, yo.
No really, most awesome, and most appreciated. Excerpt? Word.
Herman Munster Tells Me He is Going to Put a Camera in My Penis.
Dr. W. sends me to see Dr. F. Dr. F. is an Urologist. He has a square jaw and a head like Herman Munster. His neck is always red and irritated. He doesn’t say much. So, what do you think? I ask. I think it’s probably a kidney stone, he says. Really? Yes, he says, or a tumor. A tumor? Yes, but that’s doubtful at your age. So, what do we do, I ask. A Cystoscopy, he says. What’s that? We’re going to look inside your bladder and see what’s there. And how do you do that? I ask. There’s a tube and a camera and we go through your penis. Yeah, so, I’ll be asleep for that, right? No. No? No, you’ll be awake and we’ll do it right here in the office, he says.
(1999)
(1999)
Monday, December 1, 2014
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Reviews, Interviews, Excerpts and Video. There is A Map to Lost in Space. And it is most beautious.
Sunday, March 23, 2014
"An excellent balance of sincerity, realistic advice, and humor." Lost in Space. The Entropy. Wonderbar.
Quite insanely appreciate of this we are. And drinks on us when next we meet Entropy and Quincy Rhoads, for sure. Excerpt? Cool.
"It’s difficult to think about disliking your children at times or being helpless as a new parent, but, frankly, these are some of the most prevalent feelings that comes alongside raising children. This candor probably doesn’t sell copies of What to Expect…, but if more books could set aside their puerile approach many new dads would be better off. Lost in Space strikes an excellent balance of sincerity, realistic advice, and humor. I certainly know what I’m bringing to the next “dadchelor party” I’m invited to."
"It’s difficult to think about disliking your children at times or being helpless as a new parent, but, frankly, these are some of the most prevalent feelings that comes alongside raising children. This candor probably doesn’t sell copies of What to Expect…, but if more books could set aside their puerile approach many new dads would be better off. Lost in Space strikes an excellent balance of sincerity, realistic advice, and humor. I certainly know what I’m bringing to the next “dadchelor party” I’m invited to."
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