I don’t typically read essay collections, but this was worth the hype. Didion weaves an affecting tapestry of an America that had only just begun to realize its capacity for decline.
The titular essay reminded me a lot of Inherent Vice by Pynchon, although it was written contemporary to the period it covers, as opposed to Pynchon’s retroactive examination. It makes Didion’s ability to tinge it with irony and nostalgia all the more impressive.
I don’t typically read essay collections, but this was worth the hype. Didion weaves an affecting tapestry of an America that had only just begun to realize its capacity for decline.
The titular essay reminded me a lot of Inherent Vice by Pynchon, although it was written contemporary to the period it covers, as opposed to Pynchon’s retroactive examination. It makes Didion’s ability to tinge it with irony and nostalgia all the more impressive.
I understand the criticisms of this book, I think they’re valid, there is a fair amount of navel gazing in this book, but I think that’s kind of the point? At least that’s what I took out of it. It was very much my shit either way.
I understand the criticisms of this book, I think they’re valid, there is a fair amount of navel gazing in this book, but I think that’s kind of the point? At least that’s what I took out of it. It was very much my shit either way.