Fiction in search of a vanished homeland
“If you can’t go to church, and the only way you can pray, or connect to your god, is through another process, then that becomes the thing you do.”
“War isn’t a destination, nor is it a topic to be mined for scribes with nothing else to say.”
The vast rewards offered by the films of Nagisa Oshima, exemplified by the strange, unclassifiable Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence, are just beginning to be appreciated in America.
Belgian director and playwright Jan Lauwers of Needcompany in discussion with fellow dramatist Elizabeth LeCompte of The Wooster Group on the parallel lives of their respective companies and the upcoming performance of The Deer House at BAM.
This First Proof contains a passage from I’Jaam: An Iraqi Rhapsody.
When writer and photographer Bill Carter showed up in Sarajevo in the midst of the Bosnian War, shattered by the recent death of his girlfriend Corrina and struggling to find meaning as far from home as he could get, he had two college degrees under his belt, $200 in cash in the toe of his right boot, and barely an idea of which of the fighting factions in the civil war he’d entered he believed in.
Yannick Murphy’s first novel Sea of Trees describes, with an eye for both beauty and irony, the effects of imperialism on a young girl named Tian and her family.
This First Proof contains an excerpt from the novel The Ordinary Seaman.
As I reread the pages that follow I do not know anymore whether this is truth or fiction.
The following Interview took place in the Kitchen House—Mr. Adams’s restaurant in Memphis, Tenn. Vegetables are chopped and neatly laid cut on the counter—huge works line the wall behind him. He sings.