John Carvill was born in Northern Ireland in 1968. He is a long-term, chronic media addict with a particular kink for pop culture. He lives in England and writes the occasional review. 
Sometimes, the personal angle offers the clearest view. Now and then, the authorial “we” must be abandoned in favour of a more open-handed, first-person approach. Therefore, I’ll begin by saying[…]
Annie Hall is warm, taut rather than loose, angular instead of fuzzy, Manhattan is a love letter to New York, a hymn to neurosis, and a delicate straddling of the[…]
Humphrey Bogart, by David Thomson. Faber and Faber, 2010. Trade paperback, $14.00. As the publisher’s blurb that adorns the flyleaf of this book attests, David Thomson is, “among many other things,[…]
Will Thomas Pynchon’s lightest, brightest novel put him in the Hollywood spotlight?
