captainfez's reviews
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Great collection of highly personal, highly Australian articles. Naked rugby, Susan Renouf... it's all there.

Robert Dessaix meditates on Turgenev, and on his take on what's considered "the twilight of love". Very personal - as most Dessaix works are - and eminently readable. Great thoughts about the role of romance (as opposed to sex) in life, as well as interesting takes on belonging/nationality. Lovely stuff - truly one of Australia's best.

Brilliantly researched tome on Jack the Ripper's activities in London. Though the film has a visual style that's quite appealing, here's where the real meat (ha!) of the story is. Campbell's visual style matches Moore's darkness perfectly. Be glad that it could be read in TPB form - it would have been hellish to have to wait for each issue to come.

The plot's a little incredulous - that's kind of the point, really - but there's enough witticisms through the text to keep you going. Quite funny, though tending to predictable towards the end.

Eco's collection of [by now rather old] essays. Still, they're worth reading; the perfect anecdote to anyone who believes that cultural theory is like eating milkless bran. Sometimes a bit overlong, but there's brilliance sparkled throughout, particularly when writing on California.

Lots of glossy photos of Eddie, as well as a whole bunch of quasi-historical ramblings. Not bad, but not as entirely satisfying as one of his videos...

Different to the filmed version (and in some ways inferior, I have to say) this is a pretty rapid read about shysters. Great OCD-style characterisations, though the end *is* pretty guessable. Still, that doesn't spoil the fun.

Physics presented in a rather digestible form. Feynman's easiness (and undoubted grasp of the subject) helps make some pretty intense concepts more approachable. I'm not sure that I'm particularly au fait with quantum mechanics as a result, but it's certainly made some topics appear a little less mysterious than I'd thought previously.

Not a bad book. Based loosely on the life of the sculptor Franz Messerschmidt, the novel features a lot of musing on the role of madness and drive in creativity. Quite an ornate little tale, it's surprisingly readable.

Creepy memoir that's reminiscent of David Sedaris, but with a little more malevolence. Not as fulfilling as I'd expected, but not a bad diversion.