Too many reviews of this book universalise Idha’s experience and praise it for providing a window into the Indian woman’s experience. Which women would that be? [16.Apr.15]
Times Beach is less a collection of poetry as it is an anthology of performance art presented under the guise of poetry. [15.Apr.15]
Tenor Ian Bostridge has sung Winterreise hundreds of times and here gives it the equivalent of 33 1/3 entry -- only denser in substance, more elaborately written, and with some fascinating tangentials.
The Blind Writer is less about South Asians and the Indian-American experience as it is about Indian-American men and their (in)abilities to navigate life. [14.Apr.15]
A rigorous, middle ground between lurid populist histories and dry academia, Anna Whitelock provides an excellent biography as a well trained historian. [14.Apr.15]
Jill Alexander Essbaum’s first novel bleakly evokes the life of a woman adrift. However well built, it is story constructed over a sinkhole. [13.Apr.15]
Sarah Helm’s Ravensbrück is a searingly comprehensive look at the sole concentration camp built to house women. It is the nonfiction of nightmares. [13.Apr.15]
Some books you just don’t want to end. Manaster’s debut is one of those books. [08.Apr.15]