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Remembering Kenneth Anger (1927-2023)
Cinema remembers two types of directors: individuals who devise technical or thematic innovations copied by their peers, and the rare ones who produce imagery that escapes the bounds of language. Truly great filmmakers tend to occupy both categories. Count the late Kenneth Anger amongst their number. While his innovations have received consideration, his content is so unique and slippery that we still lack an adequate framework for its comprehension. What, exactly, is Scorpio Rising (1963)?
“People are sick, kid. They scare me”
Jarett Kobek released ATTA in 2011 on Semiotexte, a controversial book, both a political allegory and a humanizing, fictional biography of 9/11 highjacker, Muhammad Atta.
Do Every Thing Wrong!: XXXTentacion Against the World: Kobek, Jarett: 9780692039984: Books
I've read all of Jarett Kobek's books. The thing that keeps drawing me in is how relevant his writing always seems. I don't know if this perceived "relevance" is due to his choice of subject matter, his ability to clearly articulate thoughts that had previously only nebulously existed in my head, or because his style is funny and easy to read. Whatever it is, it's a good drug. I like XXXTentacion. I was listening to his new album when I found out this book existed.
Always Make it Personal: The Millions Interviews Adrian Tomine
Adrian Tomine was a teenager when his self-published comic Optic Nerve first received attention, and in the years since he's carved out a career as an illustrator, occasional New Yorker cover artist, and one of the great cartoonists of his generation. So much of his work revolves around silence, unexpected encounters, characters grappling with time and change.
Trumps wahre Gegnerin: Marianne Williamson, Hollywoods Schamanin
Marianne Williamson Donald Trumps einzig wahre Gegnerin Stand: 08:09 Uhr | Lesedauer: 5 Minuten Sie hat das Ohr der sehr Reichen und sehr Schönen: Marianne Williamson in Beverly Hills Quelle: picture alliance / ZUMAPRESS.com Trump wird 2020 wiedergewählt, weil seine Gegner ihn nicht begreifen. Einzige Ausnahme: Marianne Williamson, Spezialistin für das seelenkranke Hollywood. Ein gespenstischer Besuch auf ihrer Spendengala in Los Angeles.
Only Americans Burn in Hell
'Brilliantly funny ... the best satire of our contemporary nightmare that you will ever see, and very possibly the last' Alan MooreIt's 2019 and America is ruled over by a billionaire reality TV star. Its media is owned by a transnational class of the shameless and the depraved. And its people have been silently robbed of their wealth, their dignity and their democracy.
Anti social
“Kobek makes you laugh and think at the same time, engaging both the head and the gut.” Stewart Lee Adam Leroux had managed to avoid most of social media. Facebook, the company that owned Instagram, had another social media platform which was also called Facebook. The company was named for the platform, which had started out as a student project at Harvard University.
La caduta degli dei (della Rete) è uno show da Satyricon Valley
Christine vedeva tutti i fondatori e i personaggi chiave della Silicon Valley come nuovi dèi, come i Nuovi Dèi creati da Jack Kirby mentre lavorava su commissione per la DC Comics, e li aveva classificati di conseguenza. Larry Page, l'amministratore delegato e cofondatore di Google, era come Efesto, perché Efesto era il dio disabile degli artigiani e dei creatori.
From The Desk Of Luna: “The Future Won’t Be Long” By Jarett Kobek
With their first new music since 2004’s Rendezvous, the master Lou Reed disciples in Luna return to one of their strengths: covers. A Sentimental Education finds the quartet—Dean Wareham, Britta Phillips, Sean Eden and Lee Wall—tackling mostly obscurities by the likes of Yes, Bob Dylan, Rolling Stones, Mercury Rev and Fleetwood Mac. Simultaneously released companion piece A Place Of Greater Safety EP is all-original, however, though the six songs are instrumentals.
Happy Birthday John Entwistle (Who)
Happy Birthday John Entwistle (Who) Happy birthday to John Entwistle (Who). Doug Gillard (Guided By Voices, Nada Surf) on meeting the Ox here. This entry was posted in NEWS. Bookmark the permalink. Both comments and trackbacks are currently closed.
JARETT KOBEK - THE FUTURE WON'T BE LONG: A Novel - KSCJ 1360
Book: THE FUTURE WON’T BE LONG: A Novel “A brilliant re-creation of a disappeared New York of cheap rents, club kids and Bret Easton Ellis. . . . You can’t stop time’s passage, this absorbing novel reminds us.
Transgression Has Become So Banal: Chris Kraus and Jarett Kobek in Conversation
Following is a continuation of my interview-conversation with David Shields, author of 10 books of fiction and nonfiction, most recently Reality Hunger: A Manifesto, the subject of this interview. Click here for Part One, wherein we discuss the nature of a “manifesto,” love of lists, Leonardo DiCaprio, Joyce, Chekhov, and the novel as a dead shark.
How to Write This Year’s “Definitive Novel” of the East Village in the 1980s
There’s a school of thought that suggests fiction should be experiential. The idea is: if you’re going to spend a year of your life writing about the East Village in the 1980s and 1990s, then you should have probably lived in the East Village during the 1980s and 1990s. If this idea was ever valid, it’s long been outmoded by our era of mass inauthenticity. In a cruel irony, the idea itself has become an inauthentic piece of intellectual real estate.
Baby Goes to Erik’s Hometown
The following is an excerpt from Jarett Kobek’s novel The Future Won’t Be Long , out August 15 from Viking. Erik asked me to visit his hometown. I wanted to shout, No, absolutely not, not now, not ever! —Honey, said Erik, you can meet my mother. My beau begged. I resisted. He demanded. I refused. The barometric pressure dropped. A storm grew on the horizon. So I agreed. I said we’d do it. I’d acquiesce. I’d visit Narberth, Pennsylvania. We picked a weekend in mid-May, after semester’s end.
ATTA | The MIT Press
Ours is a century of fear. Governments and mass media bombard us with words and images: desert radicals, “rogue states,” jihadists, WMDs, existential enemies of freedom. We labor beneath myths that neither address nor describe the present situation, monstrous deceptions produced by a sound bite society. There is no reckoning of actuality, no understanding of the individual lives that inaugurated this echo chamber.
Donald Trump: Big Daddy Comes to Town
The texts started about 6:00 AM London Time. They were all apologies, angst, shock. Amongst my friends in America, only me and one other had been predicting a Trump victory. Telling America's coastal elite that Trump would win was like vomiting at a dinner party to which one had arrived uninvited. And then doing a wee on the living room floor. There was the sense, even amongst the closest of friends, that one had transgressed a boundary of good taste.
I Hate the Internet
Could we have an American Houellebecq? Jarett Kobek might come close, in the fervor of his assault on sacred cows of our own secretly-Victorian era, even if some of his implicit politics may be the exact reverse of the Frenchman's. I just got an early copy of his newest, I Hate The Internet and devoured it - he's as riotous as Houellebecq, and you don't need a translator, only fireproof gloves for turning the pages.
Review: When the Digital World Is Judging Your Every Thought
In the movie “Machete,” there’s a scene in which Danny Trejo rips out an opponent’s intestines and, leaping from a window, uses them like rope to rappel down the side of a building. As action scenes go, this one has extra habanero. In his new novel, “I Hate the Internet,” Jarett Kobek performs a similar maneuver on the viscera of the American psyche, at least as regards the so-called information highway. I can’t decide if, on his way down, Mr. Kobek is laughing or weeping.
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