Archive for David Foster Wallace

James Joyce’s ‘Ulysses’ – the Warm-Up with Coach Rodney Hall.

Posted in Fiction, Reading, Real Men with tags , , , , , , , , , , on November 23, 2013 by Jarrod Boyle
Gotta love a man with an eye-patch.

Gotta love a man with an eye-patch.

J: I guess that’s what War and Peace is about. It’s about what happens when people are forced to cope with the force of history as it’s bearing down on them, which I guess is the way Tolstoy would have looked at it.

R: I’m so glad you liked War and Peace. I knew you would. When you were reading Anna Karenina, you were telling me ‘There couldn’t possibly be a better novel’. And then, there was. Continue reading

The Day Borges Blew Up My Head

Posted in Reading, Real Men with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 27, 2013 by Jarrod Boyle

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This week, at the urging of David Foster Wallace, I read two stories by Jorge Luis Borges: ‘The God’s Script’ and ‘The Immortal’. In the same way I will always remember where I was and what I was doing when Princess Diana was killed, I will always remember sitting at that Glenferrie Road café, killing time in between clients on a grey mid-morning when I read those two stories. Continue reading

Considering the Lobster

Posted in Reading with tags , , , , , , on April 26, 2011 by Jarrod Boyle

“David Foster Wallace is sui generis on a stick.”

–  Robert McCrum, Observer

“He’s so modern he’s in a different time-space continuum from the rest of us. Goddamn him.”

 – Zadie Smith

David Foster Wallace’s essay on Franz Kafka entitled, ‘Some Remarks on Kafka’s Funniness from Which Probably Not Enough Has Been Removed’, from the book Consider the Lobster is probably the best thing I have read all year. Continue reading

In Defence of Sam De Brito

Posted in Reading with tags , , , , on February 25, 2011 by Jarrod Boyle

In my last post, it may have appeared as if I attacked Sam De Brito. I described his novel The Lost Boys as a “mediocre horror story for women”. I then went on to say he was part of a new wave of Australian authors working to establish themselves with a predominantly female readership through a peculiar combination of obsequiousness and provocation. While I think both comments are true, he writes some terrific posts for his blog, All Men Are Liars. Continue reading

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