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Lightning may not strike twice, but Bill Bryson, the serial memoirist, seems to have struck again with what appears to be recollections of his exciting 1950s childhood. The cover shows a well-worn and moth-eaten sweater with a yellow lightning bolt hanging on a clothesline. Does Bryson know that the “thunderbolt” is actually a lightning bolt? The cover is ambiguous in that regard, though as the author of “A Short History of Nearly Everything,” I suppose Bryson should know. Either way, it is funny to imagine the over...
...Thailand's northernmost province, Chiang Rai, the resort (fourseasons.com/goldentriangle) will offer sweeping views of the Mekong River and the jungles of Laos and Burma on the opposite banks. And while all accommodation is in the form of tents, guests need not fret about spending sweltering nights under moth-eaten canvas, for the Four Seasons version includes air conditioning, individually themed ethnic décor, rain showers, freestanding baths and hardwood floors. There will be a riverbank restaurant serving Thai, Laotian, Burmese and Western cuisine, while sundowners can be enjoyed at the plantation-style Burma Bar. Gentle diversion will come...
...contrast to last year’s preoccupation with ’50s Technicolor pertness, this year’s fall fashion shows have been dominated by a particularly goth aesthetic. Not a combat-boot, free-verse poetry type of goth, but the distinctly Victorian elegance of a preserved moth or an Ann Radcliffe novel...
...best, the early days of the 20th. Today, after almost a quarter-century of secession from the world at large, Burma resembles nothing so much as a cob-webbed attic cluttered with sepia-toned relics, moth-eaten keepsakes and old curiosities. Along the capital's streets, there are no high-rises, no nightclubs, no neon signs; even Coca-Cola is unknown here. At the offices of Burma Airways, as in every other office, there are no typewriters, let alone computer terminals, just bulky Dickensian ledgers thick with dust. The country boasts two TV stations, but neither of them broadcasts...
...page spreads, just to linger on the environments. He has such a mastery of the form that while providing every necessary panel to tell the story he has extra space just for breathing room. A temple sits stoically in the woods, or flowers blow in the breeze, or a moth gets caught in a spider web. Tezuka may also be the supreme master of dynamic yet readable layouts - a talent that reaches its pinnacle in "Karma." No two pages have the same design. Particularly frenetic sequences inhabit small, jagged panels that work like a strobe light on an action...