Vol 3.1
Queering the relationship between form and genre, troubling the notion of what makes a novel, working through questions of queerness and bodies and desire and space and language on the page.
Desire renders life like a poem: it collapses space and time, it calls into focus images, sensations, new voices and forms of seeing and saying something.
You're a man now, I'm your blanket.
The dragon named communism, the final boss of history.
American cinema is nothing short of the dramatization of the desires and fears of an entire people.
An error in the game was the realest feature. It formed a foundation. The developers thought how American. How reckless.
The thing about surveillance, there's a lot of boredom in it. This was part of the attraction, I think, to becoming detectives.
Perhaps the literary community needs a lot more of the absurd, even in spades, and perhaps especially in relation to economics.
There’s a good case to be made that this is the least translatable German book of the last century.
His resistance to canned models exposes the fragility of the sclerotic aesthetic order that reigned in his time.
The film cannot be said to be interested in persuading anybody of anything.