Nightfall is an old putdown. Here's the more recent mongoose.derek walcott's preferred nickname for v.s naipaul: "v.s. nightfall".
Listen from 35:35. The insults are neither awesome nor sophisticated,
but there are some moderately good moments.
Posted 09 August 2011 - 09:31 PM
Nightfall is an old putdown. Here's the more recent mongoose.derek walcott's preferred nickname for v.s naipaul: "v.s. nightfall".
Posted 09 August 2011 - 09:38 PM
I know a variant of this story (from S. Chandrasekhar's collected papers).BBC Interviewer: Sir Arthur [Eddington], you are said to be one of the three people in the world who understand general relativity.
AE, after pause: Who is the third?
Posted 09 August 2011 - 09:38 PM
Posted 12 August 2011 - 11:13 PM
Mailer laid out his longtime nemesis Gore Vidal with a punch at a dinner party. (“Words fail Norman Mailer yet again,” Mr. Vidal retorted from his supine position.)
Posted 13 August 2011 - 01:44 AM
From the recent NYT article on literary feuds:
Mailer laid out his longtime nemesis Gore Vidal with a punch at a dinner party. (“Words fail Norman Mailer yet again,” Mr. Vidal retorted from his supine position.)
Posted 13 August 2011 - 03:05 AM
Posted 13 August 2011 - 03:24 AM
Aaron or Raymond?Burr was great.
Posted 13 August 2011 - 03:47 PM
Perfect. Gracias.Burr was great.
Posted 13 August 2011 - 04:24 PM
Posted 13 August 2011 - 05:35 PM
His historical novels (the only ones I've read -- to teach myself US history) are great fun but his essays are what make him great. His memoir, Palimpsest, is also very fine.
From the recent NYT article on literary feuds:Mailer laid out his longtime nemesis Gore Vidal with a punch at a dinner party. (“Words fail Norman Mailer yet again,” Mr. Vidal retorted from his supine position.)
Is Vidal a good writer? I know he's a good character and interesting but what's a good book he's written?
Posted 07 October 2011 - 03:52 PM
Do you know C.S. Lewis? In case you don't, let me offer a brief character sketch. Envisage
(if you can) a man who combines the face and figure of a hog-reeve or earth-stopper with
the mind and thought of a Desert Father of the fifth century, preoccupied with meditations of
inelegant theological obscenity: a powerful mind warped by erudite philistinism, blackened
by systematic bigotry, and directed by a positive detestation of such profane frivolities as
art, literature and (of course) poetry: a purple-faced bachelor and misogynist, living alone
in rooms of inconceivable hideousness, secretly consuming vast quantities of his favourite
dish - beefsteak-and-kidney-pudding; periodically trembling at the mere apprehension of a
feminine footfall; and all the while distilling his morbid and illiberal thoughts into volumes
of best-selling prurient religiosity and such reactionary nihilism as is indicated by the gleeful
title, The Abolition of Man. Such is C.S. Lewis, whom Magdalen College have now put up to
recapture their lost monopoly of the chair of Poetry.