Maud is back in New York but she is very busy catching up on things. So she may or may not post today. She will, however, be back on Monday at the very latest. Let’s keep you busy in the meantime.
Michiko Kakutani reviews the new Anne Tyler. At first I thought she was going to trash the book but she ends the piece with a thumbs-up. Mark Sarvas, who is not a fan of Tyler’s, expresses surprise. I’ll freely admit that a couple years back I went through all of Anne Tyler’s novels over the course of a few weeks. Like chocolate chip cookies. Only, I suppose, I’d make my way through a bag of chocolate chip cookies much faster than that. What strikes me most about Anne Tyler is her knack for characterization.
The Times has a helpful guide to sites where you can download both books and classic radio programs. I’ve spent most of this last week stripping wallpaper and painting — Anna Karenina on cd would have made the task much less tedious.
He was Jung’s trickiest patient, the toughest nut the great analyst had ever tried to crack. Known by the code name, “CG”, he had already suffered a complete mental breakdown and occasional bouts of delirium. He had a weakness for seances and alchemy. He was incapable of showing affection towards his children or his wife. He saw ghosts and UFOs. He believed his dreams were prophecies. He was none other than Carl Gustav Jung. As his English translator observed, “Jung was a walking asylum himself, as well as its head physician.”
And, via Language Hat, Gilbert Seldes’s 1924 classic The Seven Lively Arts, a “must-have” exploration of “slapstick, comic strips, vaudeville, and other elements of popular culture and their relationship to such traditional art forms as opera, ballet, drama, and classical music,” is online.