Sure, you're an unassuming, left-leaning gen-X or Y-er who goes to the occasional independent Czech film showcase, has flirted with vegetarianism and secretly likes Kathmandu products. So what, eh? You're just trying to get on in the world, you're not bothering anyone - you believe in social justice, yeah? Of course you do.
Catherine Breillat is best known for her films A Ma Soeur! and Romance. If you're a Breillat fan, you will know that her films portray a world that is more disquieting than reassuring, more intimate than objective and more corporeal than cerebral. You may call yourself a Breillat aficionado, but unless you speak French, you have probably never read her novels.
Reading David Sedaris is like sharing those rare moments with friends; when you laugh so hard at someone's self-deprecating recollection of their misfortune that your eyes bleed. It's also like you've been reborn in a world where you're wearing an external catheter designed for sports fans because you like to accessorise.
I realised I was procrastinating in the library the other day when I borrowed a time management handbook. True story. But at Izrock we love all books. We like sharing too. This combination frequently brings us to libraries. We have often spoken about opening a public library and one day hope to do so.
We feel pretty dubious about all this hipster anthropology shit, but this book has some serious credentials. Photographer Peter Beste apparently spent eight years getting unrivaled access to the most insular and hostile music scene in the world: True Norwegian Black Metal. Think Burzum. Emperor. Immortal.
'Blood nut' is a funny noun. It's both affectionate and slightly offensive. Special Kev is a blood nut (according to his Uncle Nobby, who reckons that they are ‘nearly extinct, like cassowaries'). Kev doesn't seem to be too phased about this. He's too busy tying Nicky Bathgate to a tree.
Make no mistake, this is a children's picture book.
First editions are like virgins in a brothel: sought after, rarely fondled and destined to live out their days in a basement somewhere. Thankfully, these beauties can still be found in second-handbook stores, or if you're lucky enough (hint), will come to you from a dear friend...
BONJOUR TRISTESSE takes the reader to the South of France through the scheming eyes of Cécile, a 17-year-old hedonist on vacation with her father Raymond, the sensual and fetching widower, and his conservative mistress, Elsa.
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