Showing posts with label Michael Dirda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Dirda. Show all posts
Saturday, August 22, 2015
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Quick Review
Tales of the Dying Earth: The Dying Earth/The Eyes of the Overworld/Cugel's Saga/Rhialto the Marvellous by Jack VanceI'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.
Labels:
critics,
Fantasy,
Jack Vance,
Michael Dirda,
New Books,
quick review,
Science Fiction
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Daily Dose
From On Conan Doyle, by Michael DirdaLITTLE 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
Labels:
Arthur Conan Doyle,
bibliophilia,
classics,
criticism,
Essays,
Michael Dirda,
New Books
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