I just finished More, Now, Again.
I do like EW. I think people look at that statement with a preconcieved notion in their mind. I think people approach her writing with a preconceived idea in mind. All of this is fine so far as it goes.
I think the point is that we approach everything with our own set of bias. If you've never gone through what EW has gone through I don't think you're in a position to say anything about her life. More to the point, if you don't have a fairly similar make up mentally to her then I don't think it's possible for you to have any real sympathy and especially no understanding of her.
It seems to me that from Prozac Nation to More, Now, Again, which are the two books specifically dealing with her life, EW goes from one level of reaching for valadation (Prozac Nation) to an entirely different level in M, N, A.
Both of her autobiographical books are pleas. It's not until she gets to the level of honesty (damn near total, if not total) that she does in M, N, A that she finally displays her real plea.
More, Now, Again reads like one big love letter. It is EW at her most honest and totally exposed, asking for someone to love her despite all the ugliness.
To me that's damn brave.
And not something that's going to appeal to most folks.
― gerald, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
What exactly is it you're disagreeing with?
As it happens a lot of people here have gone through experiences of addiction and mental illness - some choose to write about it, others don't. Some like EW, others don't. The mistake you're making is to think that because you've found a book you can empathise with and learn from - which is fantastic - anyone who can't empathise with it has no right to criticise it. That's not true - they have no right to criticise your liking of it, which is different surely.
― Tom, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
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― adam, Monday, 18 March 2002 01:00 (twenty-two years ago) link
Selle, "misguided" is putting it a bit mildly, wouldn't you say? And, is it fueled from her *depression*...or fueled from her ignorance? I worked on a depression study for 4 years, and assessed probably somewhere in the ballpark of 150-175 people with depression over that time. Similar to what Xwerxes indicated, I would be willing to bet that a good 98-99% of them would have shown a complete abhorrence towards Wurtzel's comments.
I am of the opinion that EW probably has more stuff going on that is not explained simply by virtue of depression--again, as suggested previously, I think something more characterlogically- or personality- based, of which depression is probably a by-product.
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Yeah, they keep playing it on Encore (It's on right now, but I've missed the beginning yet again). She's incredibly irritating in this film, but I guess that's the point. The real EW must just be a hoot.
I just want to say that Adam's cleric spell posts make this entire thread worthwhile
OTM.
― Marmot 4-Tay: forth-coming, my child. forth-coming most righteous champion (mar, Wednesday, 28 June 2006 05:17 (seventeen years ago) link
― scout (scout), Wednesday, 28 June 2006 05:42 (seventeen years ago) link
i have a whole love/hate thing going on with ew. i dont think shes a bad writer at all. really, i could read 'more, now, again' a hundred times and i still wouldnt be tired of it.
― sunny successor (katharine), Wednesday, 28 June 2006 12:19 (seventeen years ago) link
― Tim (Tim), Wednesday, 28 June 2006 12:27 (seventeen years ago) link
― sunny successor (katharine), Wednesday, 28 June 2006 12:35 (seventeen years ago) link
― don weiner (don weiner), Wednesday, 28 June 2006 15:23 (seventeen years ago) link
I'll have to keep an eye on Encore, I never noticed PN.
― milo z (mlp), Wednesday, 28 June 2006 16:10 (seventeen years ago) link
wow, this is unexpected http://abcnews.go.com/Entertainment/story?id=2972554&page=1
― gershy, Monday, 17 September 2007 06:09 (sixteen years ago) link
this woman is to blame for so much unreadable bad shit on the bookshelves. she's this generation's tom wolfe or something.
― El Tomboto, Monday, 17 September 2007 06:33 (sixteen years ago) link
Hey, I graduate law school in 2008 and am about the same age. Maybe I'll have the chance to litigate against her someday. God, can you imagine Elizabeth Wurzel as your legal counsel? I'd buy tickets to court to see how she handles objections, cross-examination and closing arguments.
― mike a, Monday, 17 September 2007 13:42 (sixteen years ago) link
i still love 'more, now, again'.
― sunny successor, Monday, 17 September 2007 13:58 (sixteen years ago) link
Well... sense you ask. Yeah, I do. Perhaps it's because I was in the hospital from 7 MAR 2002 to 13 MAR 2000 for major depression that was ultimately diagnosed as bipolar II.
That's some depression that can reverse the space-time continuum...
― Not the real Village People, Monday, 17 September 2007 21:54 (sixteen years ago) link
And there is no Santa Claus.
NED QUIT YR BLASPHEMING, RUDOLPH SEZ RECANT.
― Abbott, Monday, 17 September 2007 23:24 (sixteen years ago) link
August 9, 2008 OPINION The Internet Is Ruining America's Movies and Music
By ELIZABETH LEE WURTZEL August 9, 2008; Page A11
Pete Yorn is a Los-Angeles based rock and roller with a gold-record career and Jesus of Nazareth good looks. His songs have appeared in "Spiderman" and "Me, Myself and Irene," and his album's have reached No. 18 on the Billboard charts.
If this were 1978, Mr. Yorn would be a multiplatinum artist living in a Malibu mansion with mountains of cocaine on every horizontal surface, lithe, hippie-ish blonde groupies with names like Veruschka and Christie lining the hallways, and ridiculous Larry Rivers paintings on the bathroom walls. But as it is, he has a cultishly loyal following, solid sales, a long-term recording contract, and a pretty darn good life -- as good as it gets in today's music industry.
The old-fashioned rock star has gone the way of the dodo and the dinosaur. Never again will we have another crazy-as-all-getout Axl Rose, another Jim Morrison who mistakes himself for a poet and has the hypnotic ability to convince a substantial audience it is so, or another Bob Dylan who changes the way a generation sees itself and the world.
Today's music industry is either moribund or dead, depending on whom you ask. Downloading has destroyed it, and no one in the business is smart enough to figure out how to fix it.
You may feel that this is no great loss. But these rock stars were fun, larger than life people with real talent -- and bad habits. Now all we've got left are the bad habits. All we've got left is Britney Spears.
In the era of the online music store -- even if you buy from iTunes rather than stealing from LimeWire, the problem is the same -- no one knows how to listen to a complete album anymore. Everything is slanted toward the hit single. This means that the music industry is oriented toward one-hit wonders rather than consummate musicians, and talent development is just not worth the trouble.
The one thing the United States exports with serious success is our popular culture. We have conquered the world not with our weaponry, but with our music and movies. If these industries suffer, so does our economy. We are already in trouble abroad as a producer of raw materials, light and heavy industry, and most manufacturing. But people still clamor for our imaginative inventions, our artistic output. Internationally, American culture outsells our aircraft, chemicals, food and motor vehicles.
In Italy, people still learn English by listening to Bob Dylan's "Blonde on Blonde." Germans still discover our language through the subtitles in Francis Ford Coppola's "The Godfather." In fact, 47% of our gross domestic product involves intellectual property (IP) transactions, and about 6% of our national worth -- $626.6 billion annually -- is from our copyright businesses. These are the segments of our economy that are suffering, or stand to do so, as a result of the Internet. The Internet, glorious as it is, should be thought of as the plague of postmodernity.
Entertainment is such a crucial part of the American way of life -- because of the jobs it generates, the fun it engenders, the goodwill it creates world-wide -- that the potential for its undoing is a national emergency that ought to at least merit a congressional panel or governmental alarm. The U.S. was meant to be a nation of commercial creativity. It is our birthright. It's what we do.
It's not just the music industry that has fallen apart. Hollywood's motion picture factory is also blundering.
We tend to think of Hollywood the way immigrants envision America -- as a place where the streets are paved in gold. Movie stars might continue to trip the life fantastic, and indeed there are plenty of Bentleys lining the parking lanes of Rodeo Drive. But a November 2007 report, published by the data analysis group Global Media Intelligence, informs us that: "Making movies -- as distinct from owning libraries of fully-amortized films that continue to throw off sizeable profits -- has gone from a modestly profitable activity to one that now generates . . . substantial losses over the initial release of films to all worldwide markets, a period of roughly five years."
It's hard to work up a lot of pity for the overpaid film world. But between Internet piracy, the fact that huge markets like China tend to disobey IP protocols, and a foolhardy tendency of studios to make unwise, profit-sharing deals with bankable talent, movies are not making money the way they used to or the way they should. And now that any old anybody with opposable thumbs can operate a digital camera, international markets have found they favor the locally produced fare over yet another sequel to "Rush Hour." Bombay prefers Bollywood to Hollywood.
Hegemony is over. The days when everybody rushed out to Sam Goody to buy the new Beatles album as soon as it came out, the days when lines formed around the block at New York's Ziegfeld Theater because the latest installment of Star Wars had opened -- the days when certain cultural moments captured everybody together as if we'd all been granted a brief furlough from the prison house of reality -- live on only in mild forms. That would be in crazy Harry Potter fans, in those of us who will still preorder a Bruce Springsteen album from Amazon.com1.
Today there is far more excitement at the introduction of a new Apple product -- look at how people flocked to get their iPhones! -- than over anything artistic. The one creative area hardly affected by the encroachments of technology, at least insofar as its market has not caved, are fine arts like painting and sculpture. At a Sotheby's auction in autumn 2007, Jeff Koons's nearly two-ton, nine-foot, hot-pink stainless steel sculpture, "Hanging Heart," fetched $23.6 million, a record for a work by a living artist. In November, Sotheby's and Christie's reported a return of $1.7 billion for that single month, up 24% from the previous November.
You cannot, after all, download a painting or a sculpture. The thingness of the thing itself -- all that stuff Heidegger talked about when you read him in college -- cannot be translated, even if an exhibit poster will do for poor college students and poverty-stricken bohemians looking for kitchen decorations. But the rich will still pay for the actual original.
This is antithetical to the American mission. I have nothing against all the great fine artists this country has produced, but they are a carryover from Europe. They are Old World. We'll never overwhelm the planet with brushes and clay and pencils the way we did with celluloid and vinyl and acetate. If our most original painter was Jackson Pollock, he was still no Picasso, and we all know it.
Our movies and music are America. And the day the music dies, the party's over.
Miss Wurtzel, an attorney, is the author of "Prozac Nation" (Houghton Mifflin, 1994).
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB121824228638426137.html
― thirdalternative, Sunday, 10 August 2008 15:09 (fifteen years ago) link
Wurtzel pinpoints 1995 anxieties shockah
― i, grey, Sunday, 10 August 2008 16:26 (fifteen years ago) link
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― velko, Sunday, 10 August 2008 16:45 (fifteen years ago) link
http://www.freewilliamsburg.com/still_fresh/liz.jpg The Internet, glorious as it is, should be thought of as the plague of postmodernity
― velko, Sunday, 10 August 2008 16:51 (fifteen years ago) link