this thread is devoted to our favorite modern authors. ones that may be considered "un****ablewith" in the forseeable future. safran foer, murakami, auster, lethem etc. etc. etc.
so, who do you think has the best chance of becoming a "classic" author?
my two cents: certainly not palahniuk, as he's basically a pedestrian easton ellis. maybe murakami, but he's too indebted to magical realism. safran foer is a good bet, but he'll need to improve a lot. lethem was my top pick, but his newest novel is pretty bland. paul auster, then?
David Mitchell and Dave Eggers are where it's at for me. Safran Foer is working it though.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
you keep plugging this david mitchell fellow. i might actually have to look into it. i don't think i "get" dave eggers. and by "dave eggers" i mean "dave eggers' appeal".
Haha, yeah...Good one. Say it again, Sam. Say it again.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Yeah, Mitchell is great. You should start with Ghostwritten, and go from there.
For me, Eggers' appeal is that he's so zeitgeist-y. And good. AHWOSG is incredible, and I laughed all the way through You Shall Know Our Velocity. I haven't read What Is The What yet...
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Something to do with eggs, or is 'Dave' AC's other name?
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
i just...don't like it. AHWOSG has it's moments, and i certainly wouldn't outright dismiss it--there's just something amiss. he failed horribly at charming me as a reader, so while reading clinically, i found it to be half a memoir. i think he realized that he had a slim and mediocre piece, so he buffed it with self-aware postmodernism gimmicks--apparently, hoping that acknowledging the schtick on several different levels would make it okay somehow. it sort of came off as literary onanism, especially with the exhausting, cutesy descriptions. that whole page right at the beginning describing the crescent moon spit receptacle is just ****ing stupid.
I loved it. I thought it was funny, well-written, and moving. Yeah, perhaps it was a little pseduo-Joycean in parts, but I still admired it because it aspired to be something great, and it generally was.
Is, was, was.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
-JK Rowling´s Harry Potter . She´s already a classic, like it or not, and a classic for the future.
Who´s missing the point? those are you.
-Stephen King, he´s already famous, he will last till the future.
Last edited by Thorin on Apr 2nd, 2007 at 03:02 PM
However, if the question mark is missing, then where is it?
Turkey? That shit-hole?
Also, maybe it should have been typed like this:
"You should be able to write...or read for that matter...to be taken serious in a debate on literature."
Ironic, don't you think.
(Notice I didn't use a question mark either, tee-hee-hee...)
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
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