New Yorker magazine alert thread

Yikes. That outdoes even Thomson's Kidman obsession

oh, that crash thing

max why

why is everyone on ilx so fainthearted

i was brazenly alive yesterday. i could have handled it then.

lol brazenly alive is like madlibs it keeps cracking me up

xxp delicate souls

one of the reasons why i don't bother reading most movie reviews - and i've probably mentioned this before on ilx - is cuzza people like denby (and ao scott and others) who will recite the plot of a movie from beginning to end and not spend so much as a sentence on what the movie looked like. its bizarre to me. and just really boring to read too. i guess its a public service to give people a recap of an entire movie? i miss when people would describe the look of a movie. plus, reading that cgi thing i'm thinking the entire time: he doesn't know ANYTHING about this technology. if he did he might have something interesting to say.

holy fuck "brazenly alive" - please stop cracking me up already

I am brazenly posting

feel the braze

i am impudently conscious

his inglorious basterds review was like straight up medved. couldn't believe that thing. what a baby. porn lovin' baby.

such a loud lol @ "impudently conscious"

how does this dude get to write for the new yorker i ask you is there no decency

spends half the review of IB being all offended by it and then he says that its too silly to take seriously. well which is it baby?

i was seriously considering working "brazenly alive" into this review i'm writing and then realized nobody would get the joke

i might do it anyway. because i'm brazenly alive like that.

that would be an impudently conscious thing to do

Denby was ok when he worked for New York and was straight-up imitating Kael.

yeah but i would go so far as to say that pauline kael was flagrantly alive

he should try to emulate kael's razamataz and baggy pants pizazz more often. not to mention her hurlyburly argybargy dust-ups and folderols.

Kael's brazenness.

the naked gleaming allure of kael's flagrant prose.

For the record, the porn quote is from American Sucker, not Snark.

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"At my magazine, The New Yorker, no one wastes words, but no one assails his listener like a jackhammer, either. It isn't dignified. Soon after the phone conversation with my friend, I thought back over the previous few months. I remembered ranting on and on at a party. No one interrupted, but no one commented, either. They were waiting for the storm to pass. Cowed, they sighed and rolled their eyes as if I were trying to impress them, when from my point of view, I was just trying to get it all in. What was causing the rush?"

"At my magazine, The New Yorker, no one wastes words..." (proceeds to waste words)

is that a real quote?

is that an excerpt from a Donald Barthelme story?

lol

man people put up with your shit if you write for the NYer

"I didn't break down, or stop working. A shipshape magazine like The New Yorker doesn't let its writers fall into the sea. Good words must be written, and I wrote some of them. But there was a gathering heaviness in my chest and a feeling of forlornness, as if the roof had come flying off my head. Over that year of 1999, it came off piece by piece, as in a slow-motion movie of a storm, first the corners flapping and rising, and then the shingles lifting, a few at a time, then a few more, and then the whole thing violently tearing away in a gale. I was in love with my wife, novelist Cathleen Schine, and proud of the marriage, too, which seemed to me an astounding yet permanent fact in the world, like some comet that kept flying forever. It had lasted for eighteen years, and I couldn't believe it was over. I couldn't take it in; I was sure there had to be some mistake, some error, something we had forgotten, some place in the past we could go back to-a niche, a landing where we could reassemble and start again."

poor novelist cathleen schine.

r.i.p. catherine, too brazen for this life

sorry i don't mean to make light of denby's shingles problem

crash is like one of the worst movies i've almost watched a third of

"Talk was the center; we used to talk over everything, endlessly. But in those bad years a polite silence had descended on the marriage, darkened on my side with foreboding and on hers with unhappiness. She was increasingly depressed. Dark circles appeared under her eyes, she became immobile-the bed was her home, her fortress. And then she wanted to get away. "If you really loved me, you would want me to be happy," she said on the day in 1999 when she first said she wanted to leave, a sentence that no lover ever wants to hear. She was sitting in bed, miserable. I was pacing around the bedroom, in a sweat."

in other words: OH GOD PLEASE STOP TALKING.

crash was one of the last movies i've been to where i lol'd in the theater and was shushed by those around me

yeah, i'm still trying to figure out why he had a roof on his head.

I was pacing around the bedroom, in a sweat

^^^ a dandy summation of his prose style.

i know i saw mystic river but all i remember about it was sean penn crying

maybe the shingles thing was an extended metaphor for male pattern baldness

i know i saw mystic river but all i remember about it was sean penn crying

dude you don't remember Jack Nicholson making rat noises and Alec Baldwin telling awesome jokes?

i must've been getting popcorn

i was gonna say this is the most overwrought way of saying that someone broke up with you because you're a crashing bore that i've ever read but that probably isn't true

seriously though, denby, get a livejournal already

dude you don't remember Jack Nicholson making rat noises and Alec Baldwin telling awesome jokes?

um

"The Internet is always spoken of as a medium of connection, but it is also a medium of isolation that surfs the user and breaks him into separate waves going nowhere. There was the movie hunger, and the lust hunger, and the early stirrings of the money hunger. But where was the core, reconciling and joining the many elements together? In the tomes above the computer? My book about the classics was devoted to Columbia's version of the "core curriculum." That's why the big boys were up there, in the shelves above the monitor. What would they have said? Plato, observing a man staring at shadows in a cave, would not have been in the least surprised. But Hegel, I imagined, would have been dismayed by the passivity of erotic contemplation, just as he was dismayed by the passivity of religious contemplation, and Nietzsche, I was sure, would have been disgusted by the absence of vigorous, joyful activity -fighting, dancing, revelry, lovemaking - even though Nietzsche, poor crazy bastard, was as terrified of women as any man who ever lived."

the internet surfs the user!! wow, man, mind...is...blown.

a joke, dan

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