mine is "Last Exit To Brookyn"
― Brian Jones (Brian Jones), Monday, 23 January 2006 10:40 (nineteen years ago)
― Ray (Ray), Monday, 23 January 2006 11:12 (nineteen years ago)
― Fred (Fred), Monday, 23 January 2006 12:26 (nineteen years ago)
― PJ Miller (PJ Miller 68), Monday, 23 January 2006 12:49 (nineteen years ago)
― made swayed, Monday, 23 January 2006 15:33 (nineteen years ago)
― Special Agent Gene Krupa (orion), Monday, 23 January 2006 18:15 (nineteen years ago)
Hogg by Samuel Delany.
― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 23 January 2006 19:04 (nineteen years ago)
― truck-patch pixel farmer (my crop froze in the field) (Rock Hardy), Monday, 23 January 2006 21:12 (nineteen years ago)
― scott seward (scott seward), Monday, 23 January 2006 22:21 (nineteen years ago)
― tom west (thomp), Monday, 23 January 2006 23:23 (nineteen years ago)
I neither recommend nor disrecommend the book. If you're interested in Delany, sexual perversion, and the possibilities of "literary" porn, then you probably should read it, I suppose. (The Mad Man is much more "novelistic" with more typical characters and development and more nuanced ideas, which doesn't necessarily make it a better book.)
― Casuistry (Chris P), Monday, 23 January 2006 23:54 (nineteen years ago)
― tom west (thomp), Tuesday, 24 January 2006 00:22 (nineteen years ago)
― Morley Timmons (Donna Brown), Tuesday, 24 January 2006 01:27 (nineteen years ago)
hustlers in the days before gay lib: gutter queens & sadeyed johns
"youngmen"
― m coleman (lovebug starski), Tuesday, 24 January 2006 01:30 (nineteen years ago)
― mog, Tuesday, 24 January 2006 13:35 (nineteen years ago)
that's his big theme, isn't it? apparently irl he paid overweight black prostitutes to humiliate him.
― lauren (laurenp), Tuesday, 24 January 2006 16:53 (nineteen years ago)
― Beth Parker (Beth Parker), Wednesday, 25 January 2006 01:30 (nineteen years ago)
― Beth Parker (Beth Parker), Wednesday, 25 January 2006 01:31 (nineteen years ago)
― Beth Parker (Beth Parker), Wednesday, 25 January 2006 02:10 (nineteen years ago)
there is also some really awesome food fetish stuff, a weird choosing between heff and her father moment, some wonderful incest subtext, a dead european model who gets dumped after a coke overdose at an LA partyt, some whores, some fashion name dropping, an enormous amount of drugs, all slightly off (she talks about brands too early (prada in the 80s? and drugs too late (quallades in the 80s?)
i dont think its real (what ever that means, call it a postmodern excercise in personae building), i mean its written as a memoir of her and her dad (who was a plastic surgeon/internist/pharmacist/hefs private physican/drugdealer) but its like shes downloaded all possible texts about LA's horrors (boogie nights, valley of the dolls, rules of attraction, ms lonelyhearts, a diamond as big as the ritz, any number of lifetime movies of the week, every memoir, kenneth angers hollywood babylon)
the best thing is that it is written in this really blank, purposfully bad, warholian prose. both larry king and ben affleck its really really good
― Anthony Easton, Wednesday, 25 January 2006 13:15 (nineteen years ago)
Playground sounds pretty good.
― truck-patch pixel farmer (my crop froze in the field) (Rock Hardy), Wednesday, 25 January 2006 13:52 (nineteen years ago)
― Anthony Easton, Wednesday, 25 January 2006 23:21 (nineteen years ago)