He explores with merciless and lacerating precision the demoralized state of the urban man-boy and alterna-dad. Lipsyte Man—a baffled and wounded specimen.
I experienced the movie as I always did—through an aching haze of nostalgia. The movie felt like Christmas, of course, but it also felt like my family.
If the proposal is strange, one must also invent a sufficiently dexterous speech act, capable of slipping past the alarm system of prejudice protecting us.
The frequency, specificity, consistency, and overarching structure in Eucalyptus and The Overstory transcend typical well-considered similes of other works.
I wonder what a syllabus might look like that established a common life for the classroom—that asked the hard question of who the classroom forms us to be.