Word: labyrinthes
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Following the discussion, Tatar—also a professor of Germanic languages and literatures at Harvard—signed copies of her book. The theater later screened the children’s film Pan’s Labyrinth, which Tatar said captured many of the elements she wrote about in her book...
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When I started covering Latin America 20 years ago, a leftist source asked what books I'd read to help myself understand the region's manera de pensar, or psyche. I fidgeted and mentioned Octavio Paz's Labyrinth of Solitude. He shrugged. José Martí's Our America? Eh. How about everything by Gabriel García Márquez? (Although I had to admit that was to impress women.) He shook his head and handed me Eduardo Galeano's The Open Veins of Latin America - the same book Venezuelan President Hugo Chávez made a show...
...this is just one of several ways in which “Death in Spring” is a deeply frustrating book. It works so well in theory: an allegorical representation of Franco’s Spain, a kind of literary “Pan’s Labyrinth,” complete with maniacal teenaged stepmothers and vicious town rituals, not to mention the dimension created by the book’s publishing history. But coming out of such an intriguing background, this is a thin novel in every sense of the word...
...center of a labyrinth of canvasses, easels, stools, and drop cloths, Nancy Mitchnick—one of the only two studio painting teachers in the VES department—presides over her class on the third floor of the Carpenter Center. Pungent smells of fresh gesso mingle with turpentine while an eclectic mix of music sets the creative mood. With a couch and a makeshift kitchen, it is clear that many student painters view the studio as a sort of second home and Nancy, as she is fondly called, as a sort of stand-in mother. “Students...