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Kane Again
For most of my lifetime there was near unanimity; Citizen Kane was the greatest film ever made. In 1962 it leapt to the top of the Sight...
Grandeur and Ghastliness, or Writers Look at the Stars
On Friday, April 9th at 7.30pm, I will be giving an online talk with the above title for the Ely Astronomy Club. It will be literary and...
Pious Snub Sublime
On one occasion, over a quarter of a century ago, at a party of highly intelligent, liberal, literary young people - largely, like me,...
Blood on the Snow (or The Old Crimes are the Truest)
Generally, I regard the television as a mind-rotting menace. In fact, I only acquired a set for the first time about a decade ago when I...
Imagined Horrors, Eldritch Blasphemies (Interim thoughts on Lovecraft)
Those of you kind enough to read my previous Lovecraft post may well have been either impressed or horrified that I somehow managed to...
Not Misérable(s) at All
During the period of relative lockdown relaxation in the Autumn I made some small effort to support the catering and entertainment...
Gaul in Three (Very Long) Parts
I wonder how many other people fortified themselves against the baleful final afternoon of 2020 by listening to all three and a half...
Booker Bashing
Well, it seems this year that the Booker got it right. The winning book was the one universally predicted by readers, critics and...
Unwilling Grown-ups
Without wanting to sound too much like the egregious Prince Andrew, I can confidently say that I remember pretty clearly what I was doing...
One Man and his Oak
In June of 1851, Herman Melville paused his work on Moby-Dick to write a fascinating letter to Nathaniel Hawthorne. Ostensibly an...
Back to Work
A few weeks ago I returned to work after almost five months of not un-enjoyable furlough and I must confess that, since then, I have...
No Sex, Please, Just Lovecraft
It's an old joke. Teacher surprises schoolboy pouring over the works of Lovecraft and promptly confiscates the book, believing it to be...
Afterlife of Brian
I can remember in the early 1990s passing a giant poster in the London Undergroud made up of two contrasting panels depicting the...
Spaced Out
Out after midnight this morning, stargazing with the Ely Astronomy Club. Just four of us - suitably distanced - amongst the freeways and...
Logorrhoeic Lioness (or why time is not wasted on Ducks, Newburyport)
Firstly, I must thank all of you who have so far connected with the blog - a generous response that raised my spirits over a midweek when...
Typee Mortarkee!
Hello! In July of 1842, the 21 year old Herman Melville jumped ship at Nuku Hiva in the Marquesas Islands - at that time one of the most...