Word: photographs
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Cott includes an almost intimidating photograph of George Macdonald, one of the most influential of Victorian writers. He has an imposing, theatrical head--with staring eyes, straight nose, and a massive white beard--a black cassock is draped over his shoulders and bound with rope at the waist. Macdonald wrote allegorical, spiritual fantasy in a language that can only be described as lyric and dignified. Archetypes people his tales--like Photogen, the "day boy" and Nycteris, the "night girl" whom a witch raised on "wine dark as a carbuncle, and pomegranates, and purple grapes, and birds that dwell in marshy...
...edition of The Crimson you give "coverage" to a demonstration on Saturday, May 11, called by the Committee to Defend the Endangered Chilean Militants by running a photograph which portrays the event as a carnival...
...equality of opportunity that exists in America is inadvertently illustrated in the photograph intended to portray the idle rich in the Essay "The Delicate Subject of Inequality" [April 15]. The unidentified person lounging in a luxurious swimming pool was so impoverished when he left his native Minnesota to make a career in New York that he had to make the journey on a freight train...
...Vonetta McGee) and Bushrod (Max Julien) from caper to caper with small regard for continuity. Yet, there are some nice, funny, affectionate moments between the two lead actors. She is always at him about something, like holding up their getaway from a bank robbery so she can snap a photograph. He is very wry, very careful about her, and although one can see the last ambush coming a long distance away, it is still a wrenching moment. McGee and Julien (he also wrote the script and coproduced) have made it all matter at least enough for that...
Hawkes invites us, implicitly, to view his book as a photograph album, like Allert's extensive collection of pornography, the work of "an entire lifetime." The faded dreams and the still memories could be pictures to be perused quietly, a few at a time. At some point, though, an undercurrent of terror cuts into Allert's pompous and affected narration and turns sequence of vignettes into a novel. One reads this book as one experiences a long, waking nightmare...