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WHEN literary critic Roland Barthes returned from a trip to Japan in 1950, he wrote a book about the experience, The Empire of Signs.
WHEN literary critic Roland Barthes returned from a trip to Japan in 1950, he wrote a book about the experience, The Empire of Signs.
SOME young writers arrive so fully formed you wonder in what direction they could possibly grow.
STUART Kells’s life of Melbourne bookseller Kay Craddock is a shibboleth of sorts, a story password-protected for bibliophiles.
IT speaks volumes about the peculiar complexity of W. H. Auden’s genius that his longest and most ambitious poem should be his least read.
FOR sheer perversity, no one in contemporary English literature can hold a candle to Adam Mars-Jones.
HENRY James’s The Turn of the Screw is the creepiest ghost story in the language: a tale of such poised ambiguity that critics still argue its meaning.
ALR IN the early 1970s, Elizabeth Jolley worked as a cleaning lady. Since she was a woman of moderate means, this was not a matter of economic necessity.
HERE is a terrible admission for a reviewer with pretensions to objectivity: I often judge a book by its cover.
A RENEGADE French spy with a false passport and a briefcase full of computer discs sits on the afternoon train from Milan to Rome.
GABRIEL Josipovici’s What Happened to Modernism? was the most controversial work of literary criticism published last year.
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