If the first paragraph – and really, the entirety – of Jay Jennings’s piece about retracing the True Grit trail doesn’t make you want to drop what you’re doing and hit the road, then you and I are fundamentally different human beings.
"Charles Dickens had orphanages and workhouses, the Brontë sisters had the wild moors, and modern writers have high school." So begins L.A. Times television critic Mary McNamara's take on The Vampire Diaries, the CW's answer to Twilight (premiering tonight at 8). The show is loosely based on L.J. Smith's books of the same name and McNamara gives it a qualified thumbs up. She concludes that this latest addition to the vampire canon is "pure froth, but it is very welcome froth, especially in a genre that seems sometimes in danger of taking itself a little too seriously."
"Not infrequently I unravelled what I had done, continuously tormented by scruples that were taking tighter hold and steadily paralysing me. These scruples concerned not only the subject of my narrative, which I felt I could not do justice to, no matter what approach I tried, but also the entire questionable business of writing." On W.G Sebald and unsatisfactory communication from The Nation.
"My mum is Jerry Hall and my father's Mick Jagger. People say I have great genes," says the youngest of Mick Jagger's children, Georgia May Jagger, in a new Hudson Jeans television ad. See the jeans and genes of this "neo-Bardot" at The Daily Beast.