Rumpus Original
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This is More than Poetry.
Grotesquery is the nature of the humor in The Black Automaton.… [Douglas] Kearney leads the reader through laughter at the unchangeable rottenness of life, rather than throwing a tearful pity party.
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10/40/70 #8: The Foreigner
This ongoing experiment in film writing freezes a film at 10, 40, and 70 minutes, and keeps the commentary as close to those frames as possible. This week, I examine The Foreigner, by Amos Poe.
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Nothing But Trouble: Hookers & Memoir
The Rumpus Interview with Bruce BendersonThe Romanian is an enthralling memoir about Benderson’s consuming affair with a male hustler he encountered in Budapest, while doing research. I wondered about that timeless troll, desire, and how it has the power to dunk one’s entire world into…
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FUNNY WOMEN #25: Next to Famous
I live down the street from a real life celebrity: not one of those fake celebrities who’s won a Nobel Prize or appeared in the local newspaper because she raised money for cancer awareness or bad complexion. This person is…
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Pitt on Parker
The Rumpus assigned “dueling reviews” to the authors of two new short story collections. It didn’t really work out so well.
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Ted Wilson Reviews the World #36
TRACING PAPER ★★★★★ (5 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing tracing paper.
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Dear Dr. Thompson: The Rumpus Interview with Matthew L. Moseley
That’s what Hunter would have really wanted for people to understand, how one little letter can change your life.
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Pedal Pusher
A popular cycling blog spawns a humorous book about mental and physical survival on big city streets.
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The Drunk Sonnets
Like most winning drunken acts, The Drunk Sonnets is comprised of extremes. I came away from each poem thinking it was either the best damn thing I’d read in years or that it fell completely flat.
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The Rumpus Review of Kick-Ass
If the sight of a 10-year-old girl acrobatically and graphically hacking up a roomful of muscle-bound drug dealers makes you squirm, then Kick-Ass is not your kind of film. Also, we probably can’t be friends.
