Full Stop editor Anna-Claire Stinebring argues that Roy Lichtenstein’s art has “come full circle” thanks, at least in part, to the popularity of Mad Men and 1960s nostalgia. Matt Weiner’s drama, after all, “explores but also glamorizes the world that produced the material for Lichtenstein’s most famous paintings.”
Lichtenstein’s Art Comes Full Circle
Tuesday New Release Day: Cronin, Danielewski, Aira, Jacobson, Bowden
Among this week's new books we have The Twelve by Justin Cronin (our review), The Fifty Year Sword by Mark Z. Danielewski (our interview), The Miracle Cures of Dr. Aira by César Aira (our review), and Zoo Time by past Booker Prize-winner Howard Jacobson. In non-fiction, Mark Bowden has penned an account of the killing of bin Laden.
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Do You Have That in Paperback
Cairo bookstore Bab Aldonia has installed a soundproof room for its customers in which, MobyLives reports, "anyone can go and scream in privacy for ten minutes at a time." An unsigned piece on the online magazine Cairoscene notes that working out one's frustrations within the safety of its walls "may prove just as effective as regime change." The stakes are considerably lower, but if you're a fan of indie booksellers, you'll also enjoy our piece about bookstores we have known, loved, and worked for.
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“Cue the 8-bit music”
Recommended Reading: Two poems by S.P. MacIntyre.
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Poetical Territory
In the Winter 2013 issue of The Paris Review, Kevin Prufer published a poem, “How He Loved Them,” that tackled the aftermath of a car bomb explosion outside of a courthouse. On the magazine’s blog, Robyn Creswell interviews Prufer, who laments that "somehow, when we enter the territory of politics, we expect our poems to shill for votes, to argue strongly for particular beliefs." (He also has a new book out.)
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Jeremy McCarter on James Baldwin’s New Anthology
At Newsweek, Jeremy McCarter reviews The Cross of Redemption, a new anthology of James Baldwin’s previously uncollected essays and public letters: “At a time when serious people claim we live in a 'post-racial' society, the reappearance of Baldwin’s writing—insistent, accusatory, outraged—feels like a terrible family secret coming to light in an Ibsen play, or Banquo’s ghost showing up to spoil the party.”
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