where the bee sucks
Scottie Bowman (rbowman@indigo.ie)
Sun, 11 Apr 1999 18:15:17 +0100
You'll have to admit it. That Ambrose Beers chappy
can certainly dish it out.
'... J. D. Salinger has churned out more than a dozen
different meditations on ... the cloyingly precious Glass
children, seven bourgeois bodhisattvas who show up
on the printed page, like rejected protagonists from
the first draft of a Whit Stillman screenplay about life
in an ashram run by Susan Sarandon's favorite self-help
author as a boot camp for latent haiku geniuses who hate
the internal combustion engine ...'
In the case of the People v. Salinger, I always cast Will
(or will, if he really insists) in the role of Public Defender.
In the face of these latest charges - 'an ashram run by
Susan Sarandon's favourite self-help author' seems to me
to be absolutely lethal - he behaves with a saint-like
forbearance that must surely be a tribute to long hours
of exposure to the Master's writing.
Scottie B.