I hope it is clear by now that I have neither inside sources nor insight.
Production Design: Jack Fisk & Adam Willis
Sound: Chris Welcker, et al
Visual Effects: Michael Ralla, et al
Writing (Adapted): Chloe Zhao & Maggie O’Farrell
Writing (Original): Ronald Bronstein & Josh Safdie
Uh, brain fart.
Music (Song): EJAE, et al
Director: Paul Thomas Anderson
Editing: Michael P. Shawver
Makeup: Mike Hill, et al
Music (Score): Ludwig Goransson
Music (Song): Nick Cave
Best Picture: One Battle After Another
My picks, selected only from the movies I’ve seen.
Best Supporting Actress: Teyana Taylor
Best Supporting Actor: Benicio del Toro
Best Actress: Jessie Buckley
Best Actor: Michael B. Jordan
Casting: Jennifer Venditti
Cinematography: Adolpho Veloso
Costume Design: Ruth E. Carter
Yes. One of my book clubs picked this last year, but I didn’t finish it in time for the meeting.
Every three pages I either feel like googling random bands, posting on here, or cleaning the kitchen.
I’ve been reading The Adventures of Augie March off and on since last fall, unable to keep momentum for more than a few pages at a time. I’m about 3/5 through and determined to finish it, but I can’t recall the last time I had such trouble focusing on a book.
I have The Bitter Roots sitting on my bedside, plus The Red House Alley and Mortal Leap. Brad’s books are slowly but surely taking over my TBR piles.
American Midnight is phenomenal. Possibly my favorite narrative history I’ve read this decade.
Doing my best out here
Still can’t get over it
The history of baseball in the internment camps is fascinating. americanhistory.si.edu/explore/stor...
One more item caught my eye that wasn’t a map—the 1943 YMBA (Young Men Buddhist Association) Championship game ball from a Japanese internment camp in Arizona.
(No ancestral connection to Deadwood, afaik. Two great-grandparents spent some time in South Dakota, but on the other side of the state.)
And an 1885 Sanford Fire Insurance map of Deadwood, South Dakota, where the bookstore was immediately across the street from the “guns & tobacco” store, which was right next to the saloon and billiard parlor. You had to walk a block to get to the “female boarding” house. www.loc.gov/resource/g41...
An 1890 Rascher’s “bird’s eye view” map of the Chicago packing houses and Union stock yards
Two of my great-grandparents had brothers who worked at the Swift & Company plant pictured here. Plus, what a beautiful map. www.loc.gov/resource/g41...
I attended a Library of Congress event last night where they had a number of artifacts on display, including some old fire insurance maps. I have a thing for old fire insurance maps. My two favorites were…
This was good, gory, absurd fun.
An investigation takes our hero to the Living Dead Pet Shop, where the reanimated goods have a taste for human flesh but “few anchored teeth left to chew with.” One of the more grisly ghouls—“its insides seem to be on its outside”—is sold as “damaged goods, half price.”
Coover is one of those writers I’ve meant to read for years, but this is the first I’be actually read.
I've just started "The Universal Baseball Association"---need to get on this.
“Apartment blocks moved into parks, including the ones he once slept in, leaving behind dangerous wastelands. Neighborhoods switched places. Printing whole streets in recyclable thermoplastics had become commonplace, turning the city into a baffling maze.”
I hadn’t pegged Coover as an sf writer.
I’m in the middle of a couple other books, but none are as fun as this one seems. So, back to the bedside table they go.
I didn’t know until recently that Art Spiegelman illustrated a long-ish short story by Robert Coover called “Street Cop.” An Italian company, isolarii, published it in a palm-size format in 2021.
I’m intrigued by The Adventures of Max Spitzkopf.
I’ve only read Kindred, aside from the Parable books. I’ll definitely get around to others.
Is the basic storyline known? Was it take place after the diaspora to space?
I’ve heard great things about Conjure Wife and keep meaning to pick it up. Just haven’t run across it in the wild yet.
The first three quarters of Octavia E. Butler’s PARABLE OF THE TALENTS is even more bleak and brutal than PARABLE OF THE SOWER. Worth it, though. Butler is a remarkably good observer of the ebb and flow of history and uses it to great effect.
