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Laws leaves few of the Law School's more tender points untouched, including the wildly approbistic response of a chorus of Supreme Court judges to a whisper of Alan Dershowitz's name. The New Yorker said of Laws namesake, don't bite. If you're unsure of the ground north of the Science Center, don't litigate...
...reason to be confident. Although he arrived in New York in 1928 without a college education (something the socially insecure O'Hara would worry about the rest of his life), he landed a job with the Herald Tribune almost immediately, and soon began contributing to the New Yorker. In 1934, after one divorce and a string of lost newspaper jobs, O'Hara's first novel, Appointment in Samarra, appeared. The story of Julian English, a well-to-do Cadillac dealer in the fictional town of Gibbsville, Pa., whose life collapses over one Christmas vacation, launched O'Hara on an extended...
...even a partisan like Bruccoli will admit that O'Hara's novels never quite measure up to his short stories. He had matured as a short story writer. By the 1960's, the early wandering sketches he had published in the New Yorker had gradually evolved into well-plotted and elegant short stories. If, as Norman Mailer (another Nobel-chaser) once wrote, the real short story writer is a jeweler, then O'Hara's best short fiction has the brilliance of carefully polished jewelry. O'Hara's later short story style depends on a clean, taut prose that unobtrusively serves...
...CRITIC, Updike displays the same tolerant eye for people which marks his fiction; the reviewer is not in conflict with the poet and novelist in him. His pieces, the majority of which have appeared in The New Yorker, are not pedantic and their appeal is expansive. His topics range from Borges's stoicism, Kierkegaard's tormented religiousity, Grass's flippant cynicism, to subjects of a more light-hearted tone, as for example in his piece called "Jong Love...
...publisher than the author. A potpourri of reviews whose topics are unfamiliar, of speeches never heard, can become repetitive. There is no overall conception, no theme, no characterization, so that the reader is deprived of the interest which comes when a book is creatively unified. Writing in The New Yorker pampers the trite, and even a writer as versatile as Updike often caters to a readership which can interest itself in such a well-written frivolity as "Coffee-Table Books for High Coffee-Tables." Picked-Up Pieces is good bedside reading, and if it can make you laugh...