Posts Tagged ‘hilton als’

In this week’s New Yorker

November 1, 2010

The high points include appreciations of two artists I love, Ntozake Shange and Elvis Costello.

Like me, Hilton Als had a life-changing experience seeing for colored girls who have considered suicide/when the rainbow is enuf on Broadway in 1997, and like me he’s dubious about Tyler Perry’s movie of it that’s opening any day now, starring Janet Jackson and Whoopi Goldberg. He delivers a lovely summation of that work and a quick skim of her subsequent 30 years’ worth of writing, along with some details of her personal life that I didn’t know (a string of suicide attempts, a bipolar diagnosis) and some that I did (sadly, she had a stroke six years ago that has left her seriously disabled).

Nick Paumgarten is also a big Elvis Costello nut and spent quite a bit of time hanging out with him and delivers an intriguingly detailed mid-career check-in.

Also: Roz Chast makes her writing debut this week with not one but two prose pieces — a Talk of the Town memorial tribute to her fellow cartoonist Leo Cullum, who died recently, and a Shouts and Murmurs rant on the ickiness of the banana. On the latter subject, Steve Martin and I respectfully disagree — like me, the other Man from Waco believes that the banana is one of nature’s most ingenious packaging triumphs.

In this week’s New Yorker

April 30, 2010


Those who need a reason to renew — or begin — their admiration of Janet Malcolm (above) as a writer are directed to her report in this week’s New Yorker on a murder trial, “Iphigenia in Forest Hills.” The teaser on the newsstand cover captures the heart of the story: “The shooting of Daniel Malakov in front of his four-year-old daughter stunned a tight-knit Queens community. But when his wife stood trial for ordering the hit, the courtroom didn’t hear about the shocking injustice behind the crime.” But you have to read the entire piece to appreciate the multitudinous layers of Malcolm’s mastery: her scrupulous attention to the use of words, her simple yet deep explication of the occupations journalist and trial lawyer, her unerring journalistic objectivity and yet her unapologetic subjectivity (she tells you she doesn’t think the wife was guilty of hiring an assassin, and why), her fastidious laying out of all the facts in the case in such a way that, paradoxically, preserve several crucial mysteries.

Also in the magazine: a very thoughtful review by Hilton Als of the revival of La Cage aux Folles and Sondheim on Sondheim.

From this week’s New Yorker

April 25, 2010

I have to confess that I’ve never read anything by Saul Bellow, so I wasn’t the prime audience for the selection of his letters, but I was fascinated to perceive that most of them were apologies.

Also fascinating: in his Critic-at-Large piece on Tyler Perry, Hilton Als notes that 40-year-old Perry (the writer/director/creator of the Madea movies) is “the most financially successful black man the American film industry has ever known.”

And the usual funny stuff, including a Talk of the Town sidebar by Billy Kimball entitled “Least Common Complaints About the New iPad” (my favorites: “Strange odor coming from husband while using iPad,” “The iBookstore ichthyology section includes almost nothing on lampreys,” and “Insufficient media coverage”) and a great Roz Chast cartoon: