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In his new collection of essays, Occasional Desire, David Lazar meditates on random violence and vanished phone booths, on the excessive relationship to jewelry that links Kobe Bryant and Elizabeth Taylor, on Hitchcock, Francis Bacon, and M. F. K. Fisher. He explores, in his concentrically self-aware, amused, and ironic voice, what it means to be occasionally aware that we are surviving by our wits, and that our desires, ulterior or obvious, are what keep us alive. Lazar also turns his attention on the essay itself, affording us a three-dimensional look at the craft and the art of...

British filmmaker Michael Powell (1905-1990) began his career assisting director Rex Ingram in the waning years of silent film. Given a boost by Alfred Hitchcock, Powell spent much of the 1930s directing what were known as -quota quickies, - low-budget B movies.

Later he created some of the most daring, interesting, and literate films ever made, including The Edge of the World (1937), Peeping Tom (1960), and his work with Hungarian-born filmmaker Emeric Pressburger, with whom producer/director Alexander Korda paired him.

Powell's conversations...

David Lazar extends the language of prose poetry, mixing the classical and the high modern, the song and dance man and the Odyssean. Nothing, he finds, is as far apart as we think, except for the chaos and order, innocence and experience. Lazar's voice is a sacred last resort: something's gotta give.

The voice in these poems is semi-autobiographical and performative: masked yet emotionally raw. Each poem draws on the features of modernist poetry, using an arch, cadenced sentence as its primary unit, but drawing on the Iliad, Odyssey , and other classical myths as part...

These interviews reveal her uncompromising and frequently contradictory attitudes toward the luxuries and necessities of gastronomy, the idea that sensual appreciation, in all aspects of life, is or should be necessary. In her conversations m. F. K. Fisher often returns to the complexities of her life. Other recurring subjects in...

These interviews reveal her uncompromising and frequently contradictory attitudes toward the luxuries and necessities of gastronomy, the idea that sensual appreciation, in all aspects of life, is or should be necessary. In her conversations m. F. K. Fisher often returns to the complexities of her life. Other recurring subjects in...

Writers of the modern essay can trace their chosen genre all the way back to Michel de Montaigne (1533-92). But save for the recent notable best seller How to Live: A Life of Montaigne by Sarah Bakewell, Montaigne is largely ignored. After Montaigne--a collection of twenty-four new personal essays intended as tribute--aims to correct this collective lapse of memory and introduce modern readers and writers to their stylistic forebear.
Though it's been over four hundred years since he began writing his essays, Montaigne's writing is still fresh, and his use of the form as a...

Writers of the modern essay can trace their chosen genre all the way back to Michel de Montaigne (1533 92). But save for the recent notable best seller How to Live: A Life of Montaigne by Sarah Bakewell, Montaigne is largely ignored. After Montaigne a collection of twenty-four new personal essays intended as tribute aims to correct this collective lapse of memory and introduce modern readers and writers to their stylistic forebear.
Though it s been over four hundred years since he began writing his essays, Montaigne s writing is still fresh, and his use of the form as a...

CABOCLOS est une trilogie

1. Caboclos Nord
2. Caboclos Est
3. Caboclos Sud (disponible)

DESCRIPTION de "Caboclos Nord":

Ils ont debarque dans ma vie sans prevenir. Une avant-veille de Noel, en 1997. De quoi perturber quelque peu le programme des fetes. Et tout le reste d'ailleurs. Car ces deux momes, des Caboclos de Manaus au parcours chaotique, ne ressemblaient en rien aux enfants que j'avais l'habitude de recruter. Sauvages, charmeurs, deroutants donc fascinants. Tout nous opposait, a l'exception de notre langue...