takes to the streets to discover a lost metropolis and its residents, summoning up half-forgotten yesterdays and celebrating the surreal substrate of the quotidian."
"With guarded enthusiasm, preparations begin for the annual banquet of the Liver and Kidney Society. A caterer sautees a thousand calves organs to serve as a symbolic appetizer. A worker at a chair rental scrapes dried soup from the padded seats of 500 folding chairs. A rundown hotel fumigates its disused ballroom." I'm eliding the multi-layered dialogue that brings vivid life to these everyday scenes
"Ben Katchor...has been doing for comics what Marcel Proust did for the novel..."Lawrence Wechsler in the New Yorker. Luc Sante calls JKRP the nirvana of the luncheonettes, the Atlantis of the wholesale novelty showrooms, the el dorado of second-story friendship-league lecture halls... the place Kafka retired to.
Also reading vol. 4 (or 5) of Christian Cameron's Ill-made Knight series. Finished (Horowitz) The Sentence is Death. Have (Horowitz) The Moonflower Murders on my nightstand.
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