Right on, Wlady! I never cared much for Glengarry Glen Ross, the movie, even with the excellent performances by the actors, particularly Jack Lemmon and Al Pacino. Now I know why.
I followed your link to Simon’s review, and thence to the Archives where I spent a delightful hour or so reading Simon’s reviews. Then, for a comparison, I read a few reviews by Ada Calhoun, and in so doing discovered a fundamental truth about Simon’s writing: he literally takes the reader into the theater. Calhoun, in contrast, brings to mind James Thurber’s The Mail Animal. I refer to the protagonist’s immortal line when the ex-campus-big-wheel raves about reading Reader’s Digest: “Do you like bouillon cubes?”
Even Simon’s swan song had class. I can only assume that New York magazine’s reader base has declined in class, as has that of so many publications. Well, New York isn’t the bastion of class that it once was.
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?