Monday, July 9, 2012

Adrien Brody by Marie Calloway

I was going to try and write a poss about this short story and how it made me think when reading it. It has been a pretty big deal among the hipster internet literary community but I hadn't heard of it until today when I was old about it when reading some stuff about Tao Lin (the king of the hipster internet literary community) online. I had the tab open with the short story in it for most of the evening but didn't actually read it until just now (so in the last post when I said Today I have read Adrien Brody it was a lie, but I was planning on reading it straight after I posted that so it was only a small lie (I quite often tell people that I don't lie which is a lie)). I was convinced that I would hate it and in many ways I did, but I was so incredibly affected by it as well, it deals with a lot of issues that I think quite a lot about such as identity and brand and their connection (especially considering the way we use the internet to use these things), attractiveness and self esteem and power relations between men and women, and getting out of your head and being able to live in the moment (which essentially is what the therapy I am going through teaches you to do). This is the first short story that I have read for a long time that I feel like I need to print out and go over with a highlighter and try and interpret every thing about it (which is kind of ironic when dealing with getting out of your head, because we should be able to just enjoy these things in the moment, except I think this doesn't apply to this specific story because it has so many complex ideas that you have to interpret). Does anyone want to have a book club type thing about this where we can discus issues raised in the story? I would quite like to hear what people think of it from a New Zealand perspective, I would also like to hear both men and women's interpretations of it. 


here is the story you should read it: http://muumuuhouse.com/mc.fiction1.html

P.S. it would be cool to get some older people's perspectives on this story too, I wouldn't know who to ask though, it deals with intergenerational romance and discussion and I have only come at it from the perspective of a young man.

3 comments:

  1. i think i felt similar to the way you felt, like not really sure if i liked it but felt affected by it. i admired it for its honesty, she said things that we all think or do but are afraid to, and from a female's perspective i could relate to some of that. i'd need to read it again though, which i don't really want to do right now. it definitely produced a reaction though, which is all a piece of writing can do really.

    marie was been nothing but nice to me on the internet but generally i think she is a bit cray, if you read her entire body of work, particularly these

    http://htmlgiant.com/blind-items/marie-calloways-google-docs-pieces/

    you can also read jeremy lin, which is about tao lin, if you haven't already

    http://www.vice.com/read/jeremy-lin-by-marie-calloway

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  2. yeah i'm with stace. felt unsure whether i liked it or not in terms of style while being thoroughly engrossed and unable to do anything til it was finished. seems possible that the allure of it is the same deal as gossiping. also probably the hype/controversy around it helped too. also sex.

    could do a book club thing when stace and willis are here.

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  3. hi man. um. i felt pretty tense reading this. i think there's probably a huge part of it which i just kind of missed out on due to not being female? as in maybe it was expressing something that i couldn't really get because that part of my brain or cognitive power isn't developed enough maybe?

    mostly i was kind of taken by how i wished it wasn't real? which was strange. because, a lot of the time when i read something i think, "i wish this was real". but i kept thinking, 'this guy is a real guy and a big section of the people who read this know who he is. it seems pretty awful.' and i'd imagine the guy reading it and just feeling so so bad. which is i guess a pretty big discussion to do with writing autobiographically. seems like the other party should have some say in their inclusion, doesn't it? i mean writing like this is kind of like a documentary. seems strange that in documentary making, the ethics of the way you treat yr subject are so integral, but here it doesn't even seem to be a concern? i also got this creepy feeling that the author was performing the events with the express intention of turning them into literature which gave it all a kind of hollow feeling to me.

    i guess mainly it seemed weird how someone (if yr to take the protagonist and author as the same person (and that's a leap i guess as she doesn't seem like a very reliable narrator)) who proclaims themselves as a 'marxist' and strives so hard to express something honest and human, doesn't seems to give much thought to other people. maybe that's the point. i'm probably bloody off the mark too. i dunno.

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