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MORE DIE OF HEARTBREAK by Saul Bellow. An eminent botanist is the hapless hero of the Nobel laureate's rueful, comic tale of love and money among the intellectuals...
ALNILAM, James Dickey -- THE BOYS OF WINTER, Wilfrid Sheed -- 50, Avery Corman MORE DIE OF HEARTBREAK, Saul Bellow POSTCARDS FROM THE EDGE, Carrie Fisher -- YOU MUST REMEMBER THIS, Joyce Carol Oates...
Elvis sold his soul many times over -- nightly, in Vegas dates; routinely, in all those musicals filmed in Hollywood as if they were popped out of a microwave -- but he never sold out. He probably sang My Way in his later years as often as he sang Heartbreak Hotel, but it was never clear that Elvis himself thought all the trash amounted to short change. Even during his earliest recording dates at Sun Records, he did a Billy Eckstine favorite as well as an Arthur ("Big Boy") Crudup blues, and he was always a big Dean Martin fan. He could...
Despite its cheerless title, More Die of Heartbreak is a consistently funny variation on the theme of intellectual haplessness. Its narrator, Kenneth Trachtenberg, 35, is an assistant professor of Russian literature at a university in an unnamed "Rustbelt metropolis" in the Midwest. Raised in Paris by expatriate American parents, Kenneth has come back to the U.S. to be near his maternal uncle Benn Crader, a man in his 50s and an eminent botanist, revered by fellow specialists for his work on Arctic lichens. Kenneth's obsession with Benn stems from a conviction that "you have no reason to exist unless...
...huffing and puffing amount to an engrossing spectacle: a mind, albeit weird, attempting to make sense out of the overwhelming flood of data that most people dismiss as daily life. Despite, or perhaps because of, what the narrator calls "my divagations and aberrations, my absurdities," More Die of Heartbreak crackles with intelligence and wit. The novel is not only proof that Bellow, 72, can live up to his own standards; it is also a reminder of how diminished a thing postwar American fiction would have been without...