Two more words — among all the many — in the English language are required to explain all America’s postmodern woes
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Two more words — among all the many — in the English language are required to explain all America’s postmodern woes
Two words — among all the many — in the English language are required to explain all America’s postmodern woes
The plain and simple words of a princess from nine-hundred-plus years ago, which might as well have been written one-thousand-plus years before her or one-thousand-plus…
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The reader who chiefly knows the King Arthur legend through the work of Thomas Malory — or, worse, through any of the large number of lesser derivatives — does himself a great disservice. The original in this case — as is often the case — is the best, and it does, in fact, feature — in Chretien de Troyes — one who is perhaps the most underrated author in the entirety of the Western Canon.
Now that the twentieth century is twenty-five years in the rear-view mirror, we have crystallized for us the enduring question of the time’s art (post-WII, at least).