A review of two recent memoirs of Iran.
Reviews of recent books on Bob Dylan.
Perhaps no cultural phenomenon has been as successful at demonizing alcohol as MTV's The Real World. Watch it sometime. You'll never want to drink again.
In no literature in the world has the immigrant novel been more varied, more original, more persistent than in ours--and this for the most obvious of reasons.
In the largest exodus in recorded history, millions of refugees migrated across the brand new border after India was partitioned in 1947.
Isaiah Berlin once told his biographer, Michael Ignatieff, that "I have a natural tendency to gossip, to describing things, to noticing things, to interest in human beings and their characters, t
Former Presidents have a difficult, even awkward, role. They cope in different ways, but if the past half-century is any guide, we can be certain of one thing: They write their memoirs.
In 1965, nearly forty years before the publication of Where I Was From, her most recent and most sustained meditation on her native state of California, the novelist and essayist Joan Didi
"This is a book written in the presence of music." So begins Geoffrey
O'Brien's sprawling memoir-cum-critical essay, and the reader is tempted
to ask: What book isn't?
In 1964 an important if somewhat obscure Polish writer and public intellectual named Aleksander Wat arrived at the University of California, Berkeley, and began the work that would eventually bec