Thursday, February 03, 2011


What a pompous, pretentious, bombastic bore of a book. No wonder I never finished it.  Walker Percy goes to great lengths to achieve the effects of "profound", "deep", "serious" and "existential".  Lighten the fuck up, bitch! At least It's short and I'm halfway home.  Perhaps there will be a delightful and shocking revelation that turns the tide! 

On a happier note,  he really does justice to New Orleans as the place that I remember as a child.  It's long gone and faraway and I do appreciate the chance to visit it again for a few days.

I'm now deciding between the latest big DeKooning bio or a volume of Cecil Beaton's letters...


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