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They also present a man deeply informed in literature, politics, and culture to an almost intimidating degree.

Anyway, she was put in a cell with a woman who was in that other business, and that woman asked her what she was in for, and my pal told her. I could very cheerfully be a typographer. David Lynch, my favorite film director, has this irritating to me habit–especially these days–of refusing to discuss his creative process.

Joshua Disneyq rated it liked it Jun 29, Like a lot of painters in this century, you seem to enjoy lifting things out of the world, in this case words or phrases, and then It didn’t help that they all wrote for the New Yorkerwhich also has about five hundred writers named Ian writing barthepme them none of them any relation to Donald, Frederick, or Donald, that I know of. It speaks of a fundamental placement in relation to the work, that of a voyager in the world coming upon a strange object.

What I am interested in is the ugly sentence that is also somehow beautiful. The interviews are almost maddeningly unedited. So, the project is next to impossible, which is what makes abrthelme interesting. He served briefly as the editor of an Army newspaper before returning to the U.

Gabriel Congdon rated it it was amazing Oct 28, While one can imagine the lyric impulse of the poem or the meandering logic of the essay easily fits with the notions of doubt and not-knowing, the question lingers: Luke rated it it was amazing Aug 06, All I want is just a trace of skeleton—three bones from which the rest may be reasoned out. Together they frame Barthelme’s aesthetic approach to fiction. Then one comes a window oneself. In spite of directing the Contemporary Arts Museum of Houston for two years, Barthelme’s art criticism isn’t all that interesting or insightful.


Jul 01, Jake Regan rated it it was amazing.

Not-Knowing:: The Essays and Interviews

The human body is, or can be, a sufficiency. Title essay is worth price of admission.

Marion and Donald remained wed until his death from throat cancer. I’m not saying I want him to tell us what his films “mean,” and I agree with his reluctance to ascribe meaning harthelme any sort to even one scene in, say, Inland Empirebecause to do so could easily damage the fragile, donadl atmosphere in which his films exist.

However much the writer might long to be, in his work, simple, honest, and straightforward, these virtues are no longer available to him. Putting Father down was the main family sport. Without this moment, this series of moments, of doubts about language shattered by language, the text is only a document of time passed with some paper, of time spent pondering a passage through a dream.

Regardless, it’s almost always irresistible when writers discuss the nuts a I always got Donald Barthelme confused with his brother, Frederick Barthelme, and Donald Antrim no relation. Robert Howell rated it liked it Nov 11, It gives purpose to barthflme.

Not-Knowing: The Essays and Interviews of Donald Barthelme

When Donald Barthelme died at the age of 58, he was perhaps the most imitated if not emulated practitioner of American literature. The book includes two essays and several interviews in which Barthelme discusses not only his own short stories and novels, but also teaching creative writing at university and whether his own work and that of his contemporaries e.

Preview — Not-Knowing by Donald Barthelme. Barthelme’s fiction is among the strangest I’ve read, and although I wouldn’t necessarily put his work in the same storytelling category as Lynch’s, there are similarities the apparent non sequitur, the incident that could be interpreted as either funny or horrifying [or both], the wicked satire of “normal” American life, the startlingly original use of language, the influence of jazz, etc. knowiny


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Entropy belongs to Pynchon. There is one unfortunate incidence of jive-talk in a New Yorker piece, but otherwise I didn’t find anything repellent. Refresh and try again. Ezra Pound announced early on that in those portions of it that he had read, the rewards were not worth the decipherment. The two-essay opening salvo alone is worth the price of admission, a kind of career-bookending manifesto that encapsulates as much of the Barthelme aesthetic — if there was such a thing — in its gentle shifts and contradictions as it does in its consistencies.

Caustic, slyly observant, transgressive, verbally scintillating, Barthelme’s essays, stories, and novels redefined a generation of American letters and remain unparalleled for the way they capture our national pastimes and obsessions, but mos When Donald Barthelme died at the age of 58, he was perhaps the most imitated if not emulated practitioner of American literature.

We are always congratulating ourselves on our madness.

Jun 02, Dan rated it liked it Shelves: Want to Read saving…. Here are Barthelme’s thoughts on writing his own and others ; his observations knowimg art, architecture, film, and city life; interviews, including two never previously published; and meditations on everything from Superman III to the art of rendering “Melancholy Baby” on jazz banjolele.

And stopped it, for a while.

None of them are bad, of course this is Barthelme, after allbut few of them really grabbed me. The knowjng “After Joyce” and “Not-Knowing” that kick-off this collection are a delight. I tell my students that one of the things readers want, and deserve, is a certain amount of blood on the floor.