Word: novelized
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...think this music is open to a whole domain of whoever listens to music in general. I try as much as possible to leave an open text. In the '60s there was a guy named Alain Robbe-Grillet, a writer who developed what he called the unbound novel, a kind of idea where the theme, the story, is kind of series of interlocking loops and repetitions. The people who actually listen to hip-hop, dance music, techno, salsa, you name it, everything is so much more diverse than the corporations would have you think or the radio. Most people listen...
...tribal dance-steps. This jazzy medley of five vignettes set to Gershwin classics celebrates the 1998 Gershwin Centennial with its toe-tapping tunes and playful pas de deux between the 10 male and female performers. The costumes and make-shift veranda almost seemed lifted from an F. Scott Fitzgerald novel, as the stunning starlettes shimmied amongst the debonnaire gents in brazen precocity. One was almost tempted to swoon vicariously through the dancers as they linked arms and flirtatiously strode side-by side to the lyrics of "Embracable You" and "That Certain Feeling." Levy's piece, although set to classic show...
...Woman lies in bed, suffering from cancer. Her life draws to a close amid a haze of painkillers and memories of a man she adored. With main ingredients such as these, Susan Minot's latest novel. Evening, could have collapsed into a shmaltzy mess of tear-jerking reflections on life and love. Minot, however, does more than deftly avoid this route in her lyrical tribute to the self-awareness that "falling in love" can engender. In the end, we do come away struck by the underlying sadness of the tale, not because we realize what "might have been," but because...
...Evening is fundamentally a revision of the timeworn cliché, "I saw my life passing before my eyes." The central thread at work is Ann's extended flashback of the summer weekend in which she met Harris Arden, a weekend which draws itself out over the entire novel in a lush, lingering continuum of heightened sensations, the country setting of water and trees providing the perfect isolated arena for Ann's realizations about life to flower. For the first time, she realizes that "falling in love" can mean talking control of one's own life. In Ann's words, "Every...
Truth be told, the plot is hardly action-packed or particularly original, but this doesn't mean that Evening is any less interesting to read. Minot saves us from boredom through her experimentation with words, which becomes the true focal point of the novel and admirably recreates Ann's sentiments and state of mind. At times, the boundaries of grammar dissolve into an endless stream of images that jump from fragments of one remembered moment or conversation to another. Smelling the balsam in a cushion someone gave her, for instance, sets off a chain of memory in which...