What does it mean to be human? It’s perhaps one of the hardest questions one can ask oneself, or anyone else, and I’m not expecting to come across a coherent answer anytime soon. But, rather strikingly, two books I’ve read over the past week or so approach this existential problem from very different angles. The result being two books I’d highly recommend, not in the least because they speak to each other in quite unexpected ways.
Going to a cinema to see a documentary about psychiatry does not sound like a recipe for a great night out, let alone a recommendable tourist activity, but hear me out…
What is it that makes nature writing so alluring? Can nature, or even just reading about it, be an antidote to stress? On tree hugging, daffodils and karate.
Rarely have I encountered a less ambitious explanation of an author’s reasons for starting a literary career. But then again, Hubert Selby Jr. was no ordinary writer. Writing about the down and out, while struggling with poor health and addiction, one probably cares little about the literary establishment and its self-invented rules…
Is Oscar-contender Green Book a classic feelgood film or a problematic representation of real life events? The truth may lie somewhere in the middle.
The only thing that beats browsing book shops is browsing second hand book shops. Between the dust and decaying paper,… Read more Meeting Benevolent Ghosts: An Encounter through Vintage Postcards
Most travellers visit The Netherlands to enjoy either sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll, or to admire windmills, cheese and… Read more Doing The Netherlands Differently: Get Up Offa That Beaten Track
Although I have written extensively about horror literature, many people are surprised to discover that horror films are not my… Read more John Carpenter’s The Fog: A Review
Even though I am a merely an occasional amateur artist, I still hope that one day one of my creations… Read more When F*cking Hell Seems the Only Appropriate Response: A Review of Mandy
Usually “disturbing” is a term reserved to describe horror (in which case it is a compliment) or texts about horrific… Read more The Most Disturbing Book I’ve Ever Read? Riding the Black Cockatoo by John Danalis