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2003-03-14

:: <00:47> Books <comment 2>

About “Kafka Americana” which I mentioned earlier. It is good. Some of the stories are better than others, as these things work and per usual. My two favourites are:

1) The Notebooks of Bob K. Bob K is of course Bob Kane, co-creator of Batman. It consists of small notes from a Batman as created by a Kafka character as well as the writer is Batman. It is bizarre and the symbiosis between the two levels is hard to explain.

2) Receding Horizon. The Capra story. It is amazing and far, far to short. Here and there the story is put on hold and we get to see a glimpse of the interaction between the both authors. It is more than likely that these snippets of dialogue are made up on the spot, but they’re damn fine reading. I want to know more. More about the movies they made. Meet Joe K. with its five different endings. The wonderful ideas of Kafka’s Miracle at Progress Falls. The downfall of American cinema being heralded by Frank Capra’s failure to realise the scripts provided by Kafka.

The rest of the book is also worth reading, metafiction when it is good. Perhaps it occasionally swims out a bit too far in the pool of postmodernism, but even then it manages to stay a float.



:: <21:22> Internet <comment 1>

Thanks to Plasticbag.org I’ve read a commentary on the Cricket World Cup. I know, I know. Cricket is not a real sport, but then again there is no such thing. And the commentary was fun. Interaction with the readers made it even funnier. All this despite the fact that all I know of the game I learnt one summer when I was really really bored as well as the How to Understand Cricket in The Manual.

4th over: New Zealand 21-2
Two highlights from this over: brilliant running from Fleming to plunder a single off the last ball of the over; Guardian Unlimited’s Sally Bolton making me a cup of tea. More from Leonard: to prove his pique, he’s been banging his fists on his keyboard. “asdsadf ;lk;lk;lk,” he writes. You should move your fists about, Leonard, your letter distribution is predictable.


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