ONCE AROUND THE BLOCK

Nice to see one of our strongest political columnists continuing to appear in the arts and culture pages. I'm talking of course about Frank Rich, of The New York Times, who excoriated the Bush administration Sunday for its sublimely misguided efforts to manage the news, "Why Are We Back in Vietnam?"

Loved it all, but especially his point that "the first place to look" for the news "is any TV news show on which [Condoleezza] Rice, [Andrew] Card, Dick Cheney, Colin Powell and Donald Rumsfeld are not appearing." They get trotted out for Oprah or Letterman, while real journalists who might ask real questions, like Ted Koppel or the producers of "Frontline," get stiffed. It's an obvious point, but somebody needed to say it -- and Rich said it beautifully.

Speaking of political columnists, I'd say that David Brooks is still trying to find his rhythm as the latest addition to The New York Times's op-ed page. He's best when his political bias comes wrapped in clever social commentary. Otherwise he tends to go flat. Compare Saturday's column, "Living in the Age of Edge," about Helmut Newton as the personification of meaningless style, with a recent one about the three faces of the Democratic Party, "The Good, The Bad, The Ugly."

Just by using that movie cliché for a headline (even copy editors on the feature desk know to avoid it), he lowers expectations and fills up on conventional wisdom. The column on Newton, though not sterling either, at least draws the interesting conclusion "that of all the human traits that shape culture and history, the most underappreciated is the power of vacuousness."

Here's an example of strong writing by Martin Bernheimer on an entirely different subject: the Boston Symphony Orchestra's concert performance of "Pelléas et Mélisande" under principal guest-conductor Bernard Haitink. It's music criticism that speaks in real language, conveying real impressions without resorting to either the academic jargon of the specialist or the technospeak of overdone scholarship.

October 27, 2003 7:46 AM |

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'WILD SIDE' STILL ROCKS 

Nelson Algren was one of the great American authors of the 20th century, it is no exaggeration to say, and among the most neglected. Consider his underrated classic, "A Walk on the Wild Side." The title -- popularized and co-opted as an idiomatic phrase by Hollywood and Madison Avenue (institutions Algren loathed) -- is familiar to most anyone who speaks English or knows Lou Reed's lyrics. But the novel itself? Hardly.

BUSTER KEATON REVISITED 
Buster Keaton: Tempest in a Flat Hat is not a biography. "This book is merely a fan's notes," Edward McPherson writes in the introduction, although his publisher ignores the disclaimer and calls it a biography on the cover. In fact, the book is a bit of both, a difficult combination to bring off unless you're David Thomson, who set the standard with Rosebud, his penetrating rumination on the life and career of Orson Welles, which was nothing if not a distillation of every obsessive thought he ever had about the myth and the man and all his movies.
LAUREN BACALL, STILL SALTY AT 80 
When Lauren Bacall writes that her singing voice ranges "somewhere between B minus sharp and outer space," she's being candid and funny. It's not every stage star with two Tony Awards for best actress in a musical whose vocal talent offers so little promise. (OK, Harvey Fierstein excepted.) Still less would one admit it.
THE STARS ACCORDING TO BOGDANOVICH 
Peter Bogdanovich's superb collection of movie-star profiles and interviews -- a sequel to Who the Devil Made It, his interviews of top film directors -- begins with an affectionate tale about Orson Welles that reminds us just how intimate the author's connection to Hollywood's greatest has been. But contrary to what we've come to expect from dime-a-dozen celebrities and celebrity interviews not worth two cents, the tale avoids bromidic egotism and journalistic platitudes.
SAMMY'S WHITE DREAMS 
Four decades ago Lenny Bruce sentenced Sammy Davis Jr. to "30 years in Biloxi," stripping him of "his Jewish star" and "his religious statue of Elizabeth Taylor." Now we have two new biographies of Davis that spring him from ridicule, if not from doubts about his legacy, and restore a measure of dignity to a black entertainer whose huge fame and success never overcame his devout wish -- indeed his lifelong effort -- to be white.
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