Showing posts with label 1996. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1996. Show all posts
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Infinite Jest (1996)
Another of the best books about trash, as deep and insinuating as trash itself. Wallace is like Fielding: his niceties become the object of their own parody, and this would seem like mere cleverness, except that it so insistently displays the limits of self-consciousness.
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1996,
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David Foster Wallace,
Henry Fielding,
Self-Parody,
Trash
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