where the bee sucks

Scottie Bowman (rbowman@indigo.ie)
Sun, 11 Apr 1999 18:15:17 +0100

    You'll have to admit it.  That Ambrose Beers chappy 
    can certainly dish it out.

    '... J. D. Salinger has churned out more than a dozen 
    different meditations on ... the cloyingly precious Glass 
    children, seven bourgeois bodhisattvas who show up 
    on the printed page, like rejected protagonists from 
    the first draft of a Whit Stillman screenplay about life 
    in an ashram run by Susan Sarandon's favorite self-help 
    author as a boot camp for latent haiku geniuses who hate 
    the internal combustion engine ...'

    In the case of the People v. Salinger, I always cast Will 
    (or will, if he really insists) in the role of Public Defender. 
    In the face of these latest charges - 'an ashram run by 
    Susan Sarandon's favourite self-help author' seems to me 
    to be absolutely lethal - he behaves with a saint-like 
    forbearance that must surely be a tribute to long hours 
    of exposure to the Master's writing.

    Scottie B.