31 December 2011

Best Books of 2011

Best Fiction
Anne Enright, THE FORGOTTEN WALTZ
Chad Harbach, THE ART OF FIELDING
Roberto Bolaño, 2666 [not 2011]
David Foster Wallace, THE BROOM OF THE SYSTEM [not 2011]
Jennifer Egan, A VISIT FROM THE GOON SQUAD [not 2011]
Edie Meidav, LOLA, CALIFORNIA
Tom Perrotta, THE LEFTOVERS
Joseph Heller, CATCH-22 [not 2011]
Michael Ondaatje, THE ENGLISH PATIENT [not 2011]
Arthur Phillips, THE TRAGEDY OF ARTHUR

Best Fiction With An Asterisk 
Jeffrey Eugenides, THE MARRIAGE PLOT 

Best Nonfiction
Tom Scocca, BEIJING WELCOMES YOU
Hubert Dreyfus and Sean Dorrance Kelly, ALL THINGS SHINING
Susan Orlean, RIN TIN TIN

Best Unfinished Work
David Foster Wallace, THE PALE KING

Best Memoir, Just One This Year
Vera Brittain, TESTAMENT OF YOUTH

Page-Turners of Awesome: The Stieg Larsson "Failed To Finish GIRL WHO KICKED THE HORNET'S NEST" Memorial Category
Glen David Gold, CARTER BEATS THE DEVIL
Douglas Kennedy, THE MOMENT

Modern Library of Yes, We're Still Doing This Thing
JP Donleavy, THE GINGER MAN
Joseph Heller, CATCH-22
Joseph Conrad, LORD JIM
V.S. Naipaul, A BEND IN THE RIVER

Best Books With Not-The-Best Endings
Manuel Munoz, WHAT YOU SEE IN THE DARK
Teddy Wayne, KAPITOIL
John O'Hara, A RAGE TO LIVE

Saddest Ending
Stephen Kelman, PIGEON ENGLISH

Best Book Endings
James Hynes, NEXT 
Roberto Bolaño, 2666 
Tom Scocca, BEIJING WELCOMES YOU

Creepiest Premise
Drew Magary, THE POSTMORTAL

Best Villains, Maniacal Laugh, Maniacal Laugh!!! 
Italian law enforcement and magistrates in Douglas Preston and Mario Spezi's THE MONSTER OF FLORENCE (even the potential killers weren't as menacing!)

Most Surprising
Hannah Pittard, THE FATES WILL FIND THEIR WAY
Jim Knipfel, THE BLOW-OFF
Bella Pollen, THE SUMMER OF THE BEAR
Michael Ondaatje, THE ENGLISH PATIENT 

30 December 2011

A reading regret we regret was left out of the original regrets

We're clearing out ALL the regret before 2012 begins.

Blockbuster book I really wanted to get to, but just couldn't make the time
Haruki Murakami, 1Q84. I willed myself to finish 2666 first (and did!) My BHD priorities, let me show you them.

29 December 2011

While you were out

The city of Milwaukee near where I grew up recently got a nightclub called The Library. I'll just point you to its website because it is the most epic ridiculous set of illustrations, yet giving no clue as to why one would want to make a nightclub themed after a silent place known to be the hangout of nerds. Sure, I've been to library-themed bars before, but at least it was conceivable there that the place could be empty and reading-amenable at some hour...

I didn't actually go when I was home (lack of time, mostly!) but I hear it has bottle service and waitresses dressed like schoolgirls. Oh, lord. My reviewer on the scene said it was decent, but here is another disgruntled patron's opinion.

Reading Regrets of 2011

Months in which I read the fewest books
September, followed by February

Books I didn't have time to finish before I had to return them to the library
Christopher Bollen, LIGHTNING PEOPLE
Andrew Ross Sorkin, TOO BIG TO FAIL
Randy Shilts, AND THE BAND PLAYED ON
Adam Ross, MR. PEANUT
Hunter S. Thompson, THE RUM DIARY 
Nicholson Baker, THE ANTHOLOGIST

A book I paid too many library fines on relative to how much I enjoyed it
Gary Shteyngart, SUPER SAD TRUE LOVE STORY

Authors I wanted to get more into, but didn't have time
Kate Christensen
John O'Hara
Vera Brittain
James Hynes
Jim Knipfel

Most overused pronoun in titles this year
"My" 

A book I liked only slightly less than most people I know, but which gave me a complex about it
Karen Russell, SWAMPLANDIA!

A book by an established author that lacks what makes the others great
Jennifer Weiner, THEN CAME YOU

A tell-all that doesn't tell much
Eva Gabrielsson, THERE ARE THINGS I WANT YOU TO KNOW ABOUT STIEG LARSSON AND ME

A hipster treasure I expected to like but did not
Misha Glouberman and Sheila Heti, THE CHAIRS ARE WHERE THE PEOPLE GO

A funny memoir that didn't get enough credit
Hilary Winston, MY BOYFRIEND WROTE A BOOK ABOUT ME (she writes for that show you like, what's it called, "Community." And I just found out who the titular boyfriend is! Thank you Internet!)

The book that makes other books about talking animals look bad
Benjamin Hale, THE EVOLUTION OF BRUNO LITTLEMORE

Books I finished in one sitting and then was sad that there wasn't more
Patton Oswalt, ZOMBIE SPACESHIP WASTELAND
Stephen Kelman, PIGEON ENGLISH
Amy Waldman, THE SUBMISSION

28 December 2011

Digital divide getting divide-ier (also water wet, sky blue...)

"In [publishers'] eyes, borrowing an e-book from a library has been too easy."
Don't you just love it when people who have no idea what they're talking about set e-book lending policies? I refer you to this post from 2009. This process is still the same (as I discovered, infuriatingly, a few weeks ago trying to borrow an audiobook to listen to at work). This is why I never borrow e-books from the library, because it's too frustrating even for me. And I work in the Internet. (You know, down in the mines. Heigh-ho, heigh-ho...) Better just to say as Maja Thomas of Hachette eventually gets around to, that profits are at stake.

27 December 2011

Most commented-on posts of 2011: Argue about them again, for the first time

January: Scoff, on the necessary punishment of D.H. Lawrence who I am done with on the Modern Library list, and possibly forever?
February: You heard it here first, about my most regrettable read of 2011. Pray tell what book was that? I'll name it in the next few days!
March: Tie, Bookfilm: Charles Portis, TRUE GRIT, in which I read the Western that inspired the Coen Brothers' latest movie, and Unbookening... goes digital? in which I pondered whether making space on your Kindle's hard drive is the same as making space on your shelf. Still haven't decided for sure. 
April: Wallaceblogging: Jonathan Franzen, "Farther Away" which New Yorker essay will be included in Franzen's forthcoming book of essays in 2012, also called FARTHER AWAY.
May: By your tote bag shall we know ye, whose examination of tote culture somewhat prefigured the New York Times Style Section examination of same in December.
June: Guardian's 100 best nonfiction books: What do you have?
July: Tie, Modern Library Annual Suggestion Box (again, thank you!) and Free Advice Friday: How not to name your daughter. If more advice columnists would address book-related dilemmas, maybe Free Advice Friday could become a thing! Just putting it out there.
August: Music video by The Decemberists invokes INFINITE JEST's Eschaton Still exciting.
September-October: Joan Didion is tiny and cute Hilariously, a tipster alerted me to the fact that this post was quoted in New York magazine. Ma, I'm famous! For being Joan Didion's Chris Crocker. But in fact, that was pretty amazing.
November-December: Nerds (Who Run The World) Because in the future, that post title won't make any sense.

26 December 2011

Filmbook: "The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo" (2011, dir. David Fincher)

What you really need to know about David Fincher's adaptation of "The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo" is that it effectively brings the scares. That's not the last word on the movie, nor is it necessarily the paramount concern, but it was one of mine. Merry Christmas to me (and in fact, I did see this movie on Christmas Day, with family, and we wouldn't have it any other way. "Sherlock Holmes: A Game Of Shadows" will just have to wait.)

In case you still haven't gotten around to either the Stieg Larsson book or its vast fields of spoilers, a quick summary: Disgraced journalist Mikael Blomkvist (played here by Daniel Craig) takes a private job allegedly working on a family biography for industrial baron Henrik Vanger (Christopher Plummer) but actually investigating the disappearance of his niece (played in flashback by Moa Garpendal, listed about 27th on IMDb for this movie), which Vanger believes to have been a murder; in his research Blomkvist enlists the help of Lisbeth Salander (Rooney Mara, double football legacy and girl who dumps Mark Zuckerberg at the beginning of "The Social Network"), a professional hacker and ward of the state.

Discerning whether this version could effectively bring the scares was important to me because I've already experienced "Dragon Tattoo"'s chain of events twice, once on the page and once onscreen. I saw the Swedish "Dragon Tattoo" two years ago, but luckily had one of my sisters (who had seen it more recently) to remind me of the stylistic differences between the Swedish version, which in retrospect looks like an episode of "SVU," and Fincher with full artistic guns blazing. He shoots the flashbacks to 1960s Sweden in a yellowy wash reminiscent of "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button", but underlined with notes of malice to keep viewers from wanting to linger in those seemingly idyllic pictures. The present scenes are often washed in blue, echoing the distance Blomkvist is putting between himself, his professional failures, his lover and his Stockholm life as he delves back into the past. There is a retread of the famous "Zodiac" into-the-basement sequence, chased by an unforgettable sound cue that makes a creepy moment even more chilling; the rest of the Trent Reznor/ Atticus Ross soundtrack is effective without being intrusive.

That scene-setting is important, but sometimes it overwhelms the performances -- particularly Daniel Craig as Blomkvist, already muted in efforts (I assume) to make his character more sympathetic. We've seen Craig as "blunt instrument" James Bond, but here he's turned down so far that the occasional outburst looks out of place on him. I would never have thought that he would bring less sex appeal to his role than his Swedish counterpart, being both younger and better-looking, but there you go. Plummer is underused (I read that in deference to his age, he shot on set for just 2 weeks), although part of that is related to the source material and how it employs Henrik Vanger as another hammer in the plot's mechanism. Mara is great -- her Salander, more avoidant than Noomi Rapace's aggressive characterization, shifts uneasily between modes of behavior in just the right ways -- but she's being given too much credit for bringing a great character to life. (Also, true or false: Is it easier for a mostly-unknown actress to lose herself in a role?) In a more conventional thriller tale this wouldn't be a problem, but we linger on characterization long enough -- the super first meeting between Blomkvist and Salander coming to mind -- for it to pull away a bit.

There's another troublesome sequence in "Dragon Tattoo" I can't quite let go of, which I don't want to spoil but it involves a series of very violent images, rapidly processed, and one that the camera lingers on that almost belies the point the movie's trying to make. For that, but for a few other reasons, I'd like to catch it again in a few weeks to either confirm or overturn my initial impressions -- and decide whether the Steven Zaillian script collapses the 800-plus pages of the source as efficiently as possible (as it originally seemed). I can only guess that the reason this movie didn't do better over the holiday weekend is because of its graphic violence and sex, both of which wouldn't come as a shock to the many moviegoers who read DRAGON TATTOO first. How anyone can prefer the torture of "Chipwrecked" is beyond my understanding.

25 December 2011

Here are some books I gave (sorry, Santa)


For the lucky study-abroad-bound. I know, it's a regressive piece of techology, but WiFi isn't quite as widespread as we'd all like to think.


And for one of my own 2012 travel buddies.

I like everything about this paperback except that cover line. Hork. So undeniably cheesy.


Because some people are actually into books that sound like Dr. Seuss books but aren't!


Crossover recommendation: If you're in New York City or planning to go soon, check out the de Kooning retrospective at the MoMA.


From the coauthors of 2 Birds 1 Blog... then I turned around and bought it on Kindle for myself. I mean, I've been fairly good this year.

24 December 2011


Happy holidays from the Kurt Vonnegut Memorial Library (via Mediabistro)

23 December 2011

I'm really happy for you and I'm gonna let you finish, Jeffrey Eugenides getting beat up and Salman Rushdie breaking up with some woman on Facebook, but Jennet Conant had the most bonkers author story of 2011. Via Johanna Cox on Twitter.

Filmbook: "The Descendants" (2011)


Instead of drawing together in crisis, the King family seems to be drifting apart: Father Matt (George Clooney) has just found out that his wife Elizabeth, who has been in a coma since a sailboat accident a few weeks earlier, is not improving and her doctor is bound to the Do Not Resuscitate order she signed before she died. Matt must now break the news to family and friends, as well as to his daughters, troublemaker Alex (Shailene Woodley) and the just-tipping-toward-rebellion Scottie (Amara Miller).


Having let his wife take the lead with their daughters throughout their marriage, Matt finds himself performing the motions of parenting without any idea of what he's being called to do. At the same time, he's managing the sale of his extended family's ancestral parcel of land, a small decision that comes to overlap with his family crisis in an unexpected way.

This movie kind of snuck up on me with its greatness. I was expecting it to be good, but I wasn't expecting to be still thinking about it weeks after I saw it. Clooney, Woodley, Miller and Nick Krause as Alex's dopey friend Sid (Krause must have been created in a lab exactly to play Sid, he's just exactly right) are unquestionably the ensemble cast of the year. I think the kids were actually toned down somewhat from the novel to be less obnoxious, but it works here. (And no motherfucking Mr. Mom jokes. It has to be said! Thanks for not going there!)

I wouldn't agree with people who are saying this is Payne's most mature film -- but it holds a few punches in some key moments, although it delivers on others. (The confrontation on the bungalow porch is just so brutally well done, but well counterbalanced by the scene with Judy Greer's character in the hospital.) It's his most family-centric movie, which is not to say it's family-friendly, but puts the whole clan under the same microscope where he stuck Tracy Flick and Miles Raymond. Clooney anchors it extremely well, though; this is his best performance in years, and it's almost a shame he'll probably be crowded out at Oscar time.

I had never heard of Kaui Hart Hemmings' debut novel THE DESCENDANTS before Alexander Payne (of "Election" and "Sideways" fame) was trotting out his adaptation of it, and the book proved somewhat hard to find in stores, so much so that I gave up and bought the movie tie-in. The adaptation is funnier and less introspective, but the novel isn't at all ponderous -- just a little more reflective in ways that might have been conveyed over more voiceover than Payne employed. If anything, the book digs a little deeper into Matt and his wife's marriage, and to Matt's consciousness as a several-generation Hawaiian who as gone, in his words, "haole as fuck," but I appreciated that Payne's film didn't lean too far into flashback.

Filmbook Verdict: Read the book and see the movie.

22 December 2011

"People think that when you’re the star of a film, your time must be chock-full with endless minutia—appearances, conversations, getting 'into character,' and so on. But when you’re the star, you end up just sitting around a lot. For a single shot to take place, for instance, a whole series of organized events have to be set in motion: The 3D crew has to gauge the shot, the cinematographer has to line up the camera, the lighting crew has to arrange its lights and shades, the set has to be rearranged or otherwise moved into place, the wardrobe and hair departments have to prepare the actors—and through all of this, the actor just sits and waits. In fact, actors will often sit and wait so for so long that "body doubles" will sometimes be hired just to sit and wait in the appropriate place for the actors. So when you see James’s character with his arm trapped under a rock in 127 Hours, what you don’t see is that there was an assigned reading under the rock with it. When he’s playfully wrestling with a genetically-enhanced chimpanzee in Rise of the Planet of the Apes, just off to the right of the shot was a stack of books.

"The truth is, if you’re an A-list Hollywood star like James Franco, and are willing to put the time into earning a Ph.D, you may actually have more time to read than many of your colleagues. Heck, you don’t even have to worry about the grocery shopping, laundry, and other sundry tasks that every other poor graduate student in the country has to worry about. After visiting Detroit, the thing I found myself wondering was not 'How does James do it?' but rather 'Why aren’t more Hollywood actors earning Ph.Ds?'"

--Yale professor R. John Williams on James Franco, actor and scholar.

Reading on the Road: Wish LaGuardia would do this edition


The Fort Collins airport has a leave-one-take-one book shelf. How long have I been saying airports should do this?!? So if you're anywhere near there for the holidays, check it out.
 
Source: S.U.A.R.

21 December 2011

I enjoyed the spreadsheet repurposing in this piece by the Hairpin, What Old Book Do I Read If...? There's also an earlier installment, but sans spreadsheet.

Some jerk decided to go through airport security with weapons hidden in a book

If the TSA keeps me from bringing books on a plane because of this jerkstore I will personally start a protest. Ugh!