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...Skimpole, the "damaged young man . . . who had undergone some unique process of depreciation" in Bleak House, was the poet Leigh Hunt. A boasting letter from Charles Dickens is exhibit A: "The likeness is astonishing. I don't think it could be more like (Hunt) himself." Dickens tempered his Victorian portrait with humor, but George Eliot was made of sterner stuff. Apologizing to a clergyman who had recognized an unflattering likeness in Scenes of Clerical Life, she explained that she had thought he was dead...
...Times best-seller list and No. 2 on TIME's list next week--rivaling the succes de scandale it is enjoying in / Washington. The former head of the Office of Management and Budget has set tongues wagging with his contemptuous descriptions of his former colleagues and his odd self-portrait. Stockman, according to Stockman, was at once an arrogant ideologue and "a veritable incubator of shortcuts, schemes and devices to overcome the truth"--the truth in this case being that his program could not balance the budget...
...them she had recorded her anguished waiting for news of her husband, a concentration camp deportee. The diary she later published as The War records his return; he was so emaciated and weak that the weight of a cherry would lacerate his stomach. Duras also includes a chilling portrait of the Gestapo officer who arrested her husband and who then, impressed by Duras's literary reputation, tried to court her, confiding his dreams of owning an art bookshop. Duras does not neglect the vengeful postwar period, when Resistance members continued the battle, taking their turn at torturing and executing collaborators...
Even if Linda Elizabeth never responds, she is indirectly responsible for a powerfully evocative volume that gives dimension to the questions haunting every child deprived of his genealogy. It is part confession, part portrait of Britain, with its intimidating social strata, its cloaked poverty and strained respectability. And it is incontrovertible proof that Dickens, the great middle-class fantasist, the maker of grotesques and waifs and seekers, was a teller of more enduring truths than even he suspected...
This show fails to suggest that Katz was ever interested in anything beyond the most generalized form of his human subjects. He may draw figures better than Milton Avery, but that is not saying much. The late-'50s portraits of Robert Rauschenberg, Paul Taylor and Norman Bluhm are, as portraiture, thin and perfunctory; for a quick check on what a first-rate American draftsman could do with the human face as a focus of inquisitorial attention, one could have done worse than visit West 57th Street after leaving the Whitney to catch the show of Ellsworth Kelly's portrait drawings...