Wednesday, April 2 2003
The characters are believable, the fictional premise intriguing, and it has two major components to insure sales -- the Knights Templar and the search for the Holy Grail.
It captures [an] era when bad guys wore black and good women fell for them.
Wednesday, March 19 2003
Elizabeth Young is ultimately a book lover's reviewer rather than a conventional industry hack.
Frogs are supposed to be a 'sentinel species' . . . If frogs are doing badly, we have reason to be anxious.
Both in throwing his bricks and presenting his bouquets, [the author] seems curiously off the mark.
The book is nothing more than one fan's viewpoint on the tortured existence of Staley.
Disasters rarely happen by accident. Instead, they occur when one link in a long chain of events fails.
What we have here is yet another memoir -- excuse me, lament -- on disordered eating suitable for a made-for-TV movie.
Offers an important meditation on the enduring meanings of age, maturity and experience in a world increasingly devoted to the brevity of youth.
Wednesday, March 12 2003
What About The Kids? Raising Your Children Before, During, and After Divorce by Judith S. Wallerstei
Dr. Spock and others publish child care books. Well, this is a divorce care book.
Terrorists are using our own systems against us, and inherent in our systems is paranoia.
I was pleasantly surprised to discover [the book] is really about that nearly missing ingredient in today's world -- responsibility -- and its re-release is timely and significant.
There is a certain mystery around femininity that involves china teacups, cigarettes, old-fashioned perfume and a glamorous Sunset Boulevard sort of decay.
[This book] is essential for anyone interested in Hollywood -- particularly its heretofore unwritten past -- and for gays and lesbians looking to recover some of their history.
Wednesday, March 5 2003
[Mahmoud Darwish] is a force, undoubtedly the most popular and powerful poet of the Middle East.
The sometime first-person narrator is really just one of dozens of personalities literally shacking up in the head of the protagonist.
[It] takes the cultural confusion, the anachronism that is the New South and with tongue firmly in cheek, describes the region's dwindling pseudo-aristocratic heritage.
Gordy wasn't running a record company; he was running a factory.
He is . . . a skilled writer who infuses a tale of war with warmth, magic and humanity.
This is your quintessential dysfunctional family with intriguing secrets popping up all over the place.