Month: May 2016

Articuno Lampansé

    The sad thing was, the whole affair came about by chance. Malcolm had no reason to be in the Second Round Bookstore on that Thursday afternoon. But he had taken a chance that his boss would not miss him and had walked back from Prinsep Street to his office. He needed to work off the dull feeling lunch had left in him. The path led through the Bas Brasah Complex, a place he hadn’t been since hunting for used books in his student years. He wandered into one of those crammed bookstores. The owner of Second Round...

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The Funeral of an Honourable Gentleman

  Funerals. Among the many things I hate is attending funerals. They are by far the most sanctimonious events on earth. A time where people heaped superficial emotions, pity and tears and then settle down for a cup of tea and hot soup. No matter how much I hated attending funerals, I was obliged to attend this one. It was a necessary evil, a last respect paid to someone no matter how honourable they were in their lifetime. There was no reason whatsoever why people who lived an un-gemy life should be tagged real and rare gems in death....

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A Longing for Those Who Lament

    Each word is a fly    foregrounding the gap of its silence. I scan for microscales    something minute enough to radiate a thought that might be flown into the carpel of snapdragon. I can follow the minute in and out, imagine myself at prayer in the doors of a mouth. I can do this exercise without itching now    time is palliative and between bells. It is the Corpse Pose. It is not vulnerable to crushing by gravity    well do not think about time or the twilights or the fore and the aft or those...

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A Bigger Splash

  If you were a filmmaker with an ambition to a make an impact, you might reconsider whether you would be likely to do so with a remake. But A Bigger Splash, the latest offering from director Luca Guadagnino, (a retake more than remake of the 1969 Alain Delon classic, La Piscine), is nonetheless itself destined for the classic shelves of Italian cinema and will, in all probability, muscle its way eventually into the pantheon of notable world cinema. Deservedly so. This, it has to be said, is some achievement for a film which, in many ways, looks like...

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Searching for Silvio

    Two months after my father dies, his older brother Silvio—who my father cherished and promised to take care of after their father died, who looks like my father, and laughs like him—gets married at age 86. On a frigid Saturday in December, at a church that looks like a theater-in-the-round, I witness what looks like my father marrying a strange stooped red-headed woman. I can’t look. And I can’t look away. At his wedding dinner, I snicker with Silvio’s daughter Carol, who lives 200 miles west, on the edge of Pennsylvania Amish farmland. “Imagine, marrying at that...

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