In a review of a novel by Mussolini, Dorothy Parker wrote:
If only I had a private income, I would drop everything right now, and devote the scant remainder of my days to teasing the Dictator of All Italy…Indeed, my dream-life is largely made up of scenes in which I say to him, “Oh, Il Duce yourself, you big stiff,” and thus leave him crushed to a pulp.
And this is just how I feel about Jonathan Franzen. Not because he is a fascist or in any way a danger to America. Just because I find him extremely annoying, and I find internet jokes at his expense extremely delightful. All of which to say: ‘Tis evidently the season once again to be making fun of Franzen.
A call for messy comic book heroines.
I still like listening to stuff on vinyl, but otherwise, this point about the internet improving our lives is well taken.
Y’all this may make me a curmudgeon but I don’t want a brain-net. I like the internet where it is, exterior to my brain. Please and thank you.
Linda Holmes of NPR tackles the problems with portraying Black Widow in a superhero landscape woefully short on women.
HOORAY Eddie Redmayne is confirmed going to be in the JK Rowling movie about magical beasts.
After the most recent icky rape scene in Game of Thrones the Show, The Mary Sue has made an editorial decision to stop promoting or talking about the show.
On titles that are lists of three things. It notes that they sound better if the third thing is longer, and that, friends, is why some genius came up with the name “ascending tricolon,” a phrase I tried not to overuse on my Latin AP exam many years ago.
This woman was, as a toddler, a participant in primate research. She remembers almost nothing about it.