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Motel Art Improvement Service-A Serial Graphic Novel

12.10.2008 | Jason Little | NP, Partisan Art, Sequential Art | 21 Comments

 

 

New Partisan is proud to present as excerpt from Jason Little’s graphic novel, Motel Art Improvement Service, a crackling good story that’s somewhere about the border of Hergé and Clowes.


Death in Jersey—The State Against Modern Medicine

12.7.2008 | Jonathan Leaf | NP, Science | 7 Comments
If an emergency physician encountered a patient in cardiac arrest, he’d “shock” him and bring him back to life. Presented with the same situation, the state would have a meeting. Then, when the body began to smell, they would have another meeting. Finally, they would dump the body. It was the nature of the state to be bureaucratic. There was nothing more to it than that.

Partisan Video—James

12.6.2008 | A.R. Brook Lynn | NP, Partisan Art, Video | 4 Comments

This week’s video feature, by New Partisan regular A.R. Brook Lynn, is a short film about a cash-strapped Greenwich Village mother, Becky (NP contributor Hala Lettieri), and her six-and-a-half-year old daughter, Charlotte (Samantha Becker), on a trip to see her estranged husband, James (Salvatore Interlandi, writer and director of the widely acclaimed  Charlie), and try to collect child support. James also features Angela Pietropinto (Welcome to the Dollhouse), and a cameo by New Partisan editor-in-chief Harry Siegel as the mental patient some say he was born to play.

 


A Play at Contrition

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His hands were in the belly pockets of the coat and as he drew close I noticed that he had a lazy eye. I don’t like to categorize people on the basis of their looks, but this man was a perfect rendering of a pulp novel hustler, appearing dangerous not so much for what he could do physically but, rather, morally.
 


The Play About Islam I Want To See


If you lived in a society in which people routinely “disappeared” and where even the “anti-government” parties must first be approved by the government, you might also be susceptible to chatter about the Protocols of the Elders of Zion or of elaborate, non-existent CIA plots.




Back to the Fortress of Brooklyn and the Millions of Destroyed Men Who Are My Brothers

04.18.2005 | Jacob Siegel | Literature, NP, Urban Affairs | 2 Comments
Jonathan Lethem’s The Fortress of Solitude was heralded as an Important Novel. Yet no critic or essayist has confronted it’s central theme: an exceptionally candid obsession with blackness in the white mind. Mingus, the central black character, is the story’s only true love, blackness its only beating heart. This is the most important work on race in 50 years — since Invisible Man — and no one has bothered to notice.
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Liquid Freedom

11.11.2004 | Lenny Glynn | International Affairs, NP | 34 Comments
The Bush Administration, which is advancing the virtues of an ownership society in America, has not advanced any creative ideas for using Iraq’s oil to benefit its people directly. Nor has the Allawi government laid out any path away from the regional tradition of state-centered oil paternalism and public clientelism. Yet it is difficult to conceive a policy action that could better clarify what it means to “liberate” Iraq, empower its people, and create real common ground for a national rebirth than reforming the distribution of oil revenue and giving the Iraqi people a real stake in the success of the state. This is as critical to winning the peace in Iraq as land reform was to fostering democracy in post-war Japan.

In Defense of Undecided Voters

10.30.2004 | John P. Avlon | NP, National Affairs | 2 Comments
The parties and their pundits have been thrilled with the vision of a polarized America where candidates offering “a choice, not an echo” divide the country into equally sized competing camps. This makes for good combat, good coverage, and more predictable political math — but for bad political dialogue and a decaying democracy.

The Enormous Room

10.23.2004 | David Walley | NP, National Affairs | 2 Comments
Even in the gloom it took little imagination to visualize what had gone on here long ago when the house had been properly maintained and staffed. Those not dancing were crowded around the makeshift wet bars set up on the patio, sipping their champagne cocktails, side cars or slow gin fizzes, the bartenders pouring with alacrity and practiced skill. If Jay Gatsby had summered in southern Maine instead of Long Island, this might all have been his.

Adam Smith and Sonny Liston -- A Philadelphia Story

10.15.2004 | Peter Dougherty | NP, Urban Affairs | 3 Comments
The West Philadelphia streets on which I grew up were studded with shoe repair stores, laundries, restaurants, printers, banks, insurance offices, machine shops, newsstands, candy stores. This is where I encountered the outside world, got my first job, and learned the bourgeois virtues in miniature.

Merits of the Middlebrow

08.4.2004 | Robert Latona | Cultural Affairs, NP | 2 Comments
Most amazing of all was the underlying assumption that there really were readers out there who knew the basics about, say, the Opium War or Baroque chamber music, and wanted to be taken some distance beyond them, without being snowed under with technicalities and academic game playing.