The Movie Critic’s Lament

“Obviously, TV programs and movies need to be analyzed in context, taking into account who they’re meant for and what they hope to achieve. Nothing’s more irritating than reviews that torturously stretch to compare “Rambo” to “Satyricon.” Thanks to audience fragmentation, moreover, many projects are clearly not intended for middle-aged white guys. Amid critics’ lamentations about their dwindling ranks, this shifting dynamic has been understated as a factor.”

Joan Tower At 70

As she approaches her 70th birthday in September, Tower is one of the deans of American composers. “Would that be dean-ess?” she says, laughing again. “I feel great to get to this age and have my music being played. I like the fact that my career has been one of slow growth. I feel sorry for composers who get major attention when they’re in their early 20s. It’s hard to go up from that.”

A Call To Excellence (Useless If You Can’t Define Excellence)

“My suspicion is that the reason that there has been so little debate about the McMaster review is not just associated with the timing of its publication, but to do with the fact that in laying down “excellence” as its central plank but failing to define it, McMaster has pulled off a conjuring trick in creating a document that is as fragile as an illusion and can mean all things to all people and also absolutely nothing at all.”

In Defense Of Romance Lit

“It’s odd, isn’t it, how squeamish we are about love as a topic. It’s fine for a hallmarked classic – Madame Bovary, Anna Karenina – but if the heroine is a modern girl commuting in to a dull job on the Central Line from Epping, we come all over contemptuous. We use words and phrases like shallow and frothy and only fit for women on sunbeds (so RUDE to readers).”