Showing posts with label Michael Dirda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Dirda. Show all posts

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Quick Review



I'm done. I only undertook this because my favorite critic, Michael Dirda, insisted Vance is the great "stylist" of this genre. Oh. I suppose this pastiche of equal parts Malory, theosophy & Moonbeam McSwine might add up to something baroque and exotic -- if one were to never wander too far from the shelf off of which it came. But, how anybody over the age of ten, with a library-card and any curiosity, could find this glutenous, lumpy mess anything but indigestible is a mystery to me.

I still trust Michael Dirda in most things, but here I can not go.



Thursday, November 17, 2011

Daily Dose

From On Conan Doyle, by Michael Dirda

LITTLE DID

"Little did I know then that book collecting is less about acquiring books than about finding the shelf space to store them."

From I Hear of Sherlock Everywhere