The second book in the I Love Dick trilogy begins where I Love Dick ends. Chris is in Berlin trying to sell her experimental short film after having it rejected at several film festivals. She is freezing, she is lonely, there is a lot of waiting and a ton of rejection. So, she meditates on… Keep Reading
Feminism is important and so might be bad feminism. (I hope I’ll get an insight on what the term “bad feminist” means for Roxane Gay – that is, I can’t wait for the book to arrive.) As so often, situations are paradoxes which adds to their beauty, but also makes them more difficult to describe.… Keep Reading
An article with Chris Kraus shows a picture of her sitting by a table in her home. It looks cheap, simple. There is nothing on the table but a vase with flowers. They look abnormally white, shining. Her face is kind of sad, heavy looking, a skinny girl. She is wearing woollen clothes, a nice… Keep Reading
Ok, I picked up this book believing it was the kind of book one brings to the pool in Tenerife; entertaining and forgettable. It has an acid green cover and in pink capitals declares “I LOVE DICK”. All in all it lives up to all my expectations of what a designated beach towel looks like.… Keep Reading