Well, here’s an opportunity missed. Canary is a brilliantly swirling, expansive and epic text that owes a great debt (perhaps too great a d...

Well, here’s an opportunity missed. Canary is a brilliantly swirling, expansive and epic text that owes a great debt (perhaps too great a d...
A Thousand Stars Explode in the Sky is (not) about the end of the world. The multifarious members of the Benton family talk of cosmic tears...
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I came across the following in a book I've just started and thought it worth sharing. It's an extract from Filippo Tommaso Marinetti...
Drew Pautz’s play trips you up, but it does so less with a calculated outstretched leg as with a stumble of its own that happens to drag you...
written for Time Out Even on the page, George Eliot's last novel is notoriously problematic. It runs two plots concurrently, rarely allo...
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