Word: vulgarians
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...lifelong romance. This appears to have dawned on Updike slowly, but it was abundantly clear by the publication of his second novel, Rabbit, Run, the first volume of five that chronicled the life of Rabbit Angstrom, Updike's great hero. Rather than a fictional alter ego, Angstrom was a vulgarian, a crass, lusty, middle-class salesman, through whom Updike anatomized and dramatized the great American spiritual and cultural crises of his generation. (See the top 10 John Updike Books...
...mogul pushes aside his fellow Shakespeare in Love producers onstage at the Oscars! Cower as he throws stuff across the room! Wince as he chews out loyal employees! And the critics rave. "He's like a little Saddam Hussein of cinema," says Bernardo Bertolucci. "He's a true vulgarian," says Kevin Smith. "The devil himself. Satan! Lucifer!" says Spike...
Billionaire builder Donald Trump seems to be everywhere these days -- opening casinos, buying and selling hotels, acquiring airlines, sponsoring bicycle races, showing off his new yacht and talking, talking, talking. Some admire him as a high- spirited entrepreneur; some despise him as a glitzy vulgarian. As long as he keeps on making money, that suits him just fine. See PROFILE...
...unearthed five volumes of poetry, including the bestseller Field Work (1979). Sweeney Astray, to be published next May by Farrar, Straus & Giroux, provides a festival of Heaneyan contradictions. The hero is a modernist ideal: wounded, cunning, lyrical and deranged. His name inescapably recalls T.S. Eliot's Irish vulgarian "Apeneck Sweeney ... among the nightingales." Yet Heaney's man is not a commoner but a king, and he does not merely listen to birds, he becomes one. Sweeney Astray is in fact not an original poem but a brilliant rendition of the 7th century Irish legend Buile Suibne...
...attorney. This is the third time this year that Balaban has played a lawyer (Prince of the City and Absence of Malice are the others), but the slick prosecutor of his earlier outings has here given way to a stammering humanism. The other is by Ken McMillan, the vulgarian of True Confessions and Ragtime, here playing a civilized judge agonizing over the rights and wrongs of Ken's plea for radical redress of a radical grievance. The integrity of their presences compensates for gaffes like a flashback that needlessly proves Ken had an erotic as well as an artistic...