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Summary: both engaging and a little annoying
Review: Although it bogs down some in the middle, overall this is a fascinating/infuriating/perplexing/upsetting view into Chris Kraus's mind. The books worked least for me when Kraus's sense of inferiority was most palpable, because then she comes across most (as one of the other reviewers points out) as a desperate, pathetic woman who you really don't want to be reading about, but on the whole, i found it a deeply engaging, well-written, very honest look at the not very uncommon phenomena of obsession and fastasy.
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Summary: This is a brilliant book.
Review: I Love Dick is a terrific ride - order it, read it and pass it along to your best girl or guy friend, leave it on a train or plane or your doctor's office. This is a road story criss-crossing the terrain of academia, art, sex and love (and much , much more!) at 70 miles per hour.
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Summary: read it and leave it!
Review: I Love Dick is a terrific ride - order it, read it and pass it along to your best girl or guy friend, leave it on a train or plane or your doctor's office. This is a road story criss-crossing the terrain of academia, art, sex and love (and much , much more!) at 70 miles per hour.
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Summary: Poor Dick!
Review: I read this book because Ira Glass (This American Life - NPR) featured the story on one of his shows. The feature was wonderful, mostly because Glass told the story with a straight face. When I listened to the show, I thought that there are things you can intellectualize a little too much--and this is one of them. Poor Dick! It's obvious that Chris Kraus is an exhibitionist who married Sylvere for his accent. ...and she's like a junior high school kid who is saying "LOOK AT ME." She is pathetic and sick and WHO CARES about the garbage she's writing to Dick. OK, so she wants to be an intellectual. Tell someone who cares. I suppose the book would be interesting to mental health professionals. The only payoff in the book was the letter that Dick writes to Sylvere.
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Summary: Poor Dick!
Review: I read this book because Ira Glass (This American Life - NPR) featured the story on one of his shows. The feature was wonderful, mostly because Glass told the story with a straight face. When I listened to the show, I thought that there are things you can intellectualize a little too much--and this is one of them. Poor Dick! It's obvious that Chris Kraus is an exhibitionist who married Sylvere for his accent. ...and she's like a junior high school kid who is saying "LOOK AT ME." She is pathetic and sick and WHO CARES about the garbage she's writing to Dick. OK, so she wants to be an intellectual. Tell someone who cares. I suppose the book would be interesting to mental health professionals. The only payoff in the book was the letter that Dick writes to Sylvere.
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Summary: WOW
Review: Okay, it's not a perfect book. It's scary and self-indulgent and could have been trimmed. Yet ... it sticks with me like few things I've read this year. I heard it set off a firestorm n the art world, and I can see why. It's rare to see female anger come out so real, so raw. I bet most men hate this book. There's a party scene in this book that is the most honest thing I've ever read about female humiliation -- always being the "plus one" of some guy, or ignored for the prettier girls. I think it's a little too real and that scares people (men and women alike).
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Summary: for anyone who has loved a dick
Review: this book gives one an intricate look inside the mind of a married woman wrestling with the emotions of love and lust for a man who objectifies himself to her cause. while dick is the source of adornment and folly, chris's unsupported love is forced to take on new forms. a vicarious adventure in which the concept of love (for self and other) can be explored.
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Summary: I Love Dick Embraces Failure With Style
Review: This intriguingly titled volume is authored by Chris Kraus, a New Zealand-born alternative film-maker and teacher, now based in LA and New York. Married to Sylvere Lottringer, progenitor of the Semiotext(e) publishing house and cult intellectual, Kraus is concerned to prove that she has a fierce intellect of her own. Obviously a fan of experimentation, Kraus has produced a book which consists of a pastiche of letters, old art reviews, travelogues, essays and philosophical pronouncements. I Love Dick begins with a crush and develops into a full-scale reworking of the epistolary novel. Ostensibly, the narrative arises from Kraus' pursuit of her husband's academic colleague named Dick. With her husband's somewhat hesitant blessing, Kraus constructs this affair then views it as a text and attempts deconstruction. This story of manufactured desire also delivers a vivid portrait of Kraus' life to date. This involves intimate insights into her chequered past including descriptions of her Crohns disease and anorexia as well as providing glimpses of various sexual encounters, public humiliations and minor triumphs. In fact, much of the book is devoted to the project of reclaiming her past and making sense of it. She says she aims to 'avenge the ghost of her former self' by putting down the 'dirty, murky and complex' elements of her experience in writing. I Love Dick attempts the near impossible task of dealing with dumb infatuation in a brilliantly self-reflexive way. For Kraus, Dick is an object of affection, a sounding-board, a symptom of malaise and despite his indifference to her advances, a solution of sorts. As a way of explaining her process Kraus says:' When I met Dick I saw the two of us falling into the quintessential rock n' roll romance seduction, and I wanted us to play it out together as grown-ups. He didn't want to, but he also never said he didn't want to, so I took that as permission to play..' Her belief in a kind of Kierkegaardian performative philosophy makes her recognise situations and move with them, even if this involves a degree of manipulation and exaggeration. As the protagonist as well as the narrator of this drama, she has the remarkable ability to be passionate and analytical simulataneously. Even at the height of this 'amour fou', there is a detached, ironic quality to her eloquently rendered observations. Kraus' ability to actively involve her husband is this particular 'art project' is testament to her belief that hetrosexuality may be lived differently. She says: 'I wanted to figure out heterosexuality before turning 40 because I wouldn't get another chance.' Knowingly, she uses her charms to insert herself between two intellectual men - Sylvere & Dick - as a challenge to their academic composure. However, she soon realises that the admiration and respect that exists between Dick and Sylvere poses more of a threat to her own subjectivity than to their friendship. Apparently, this amorous project arose directly from the failure of Kraus' film-making. The mixed reception of her films led her question her methods and to branch out in a more literary direction. As a consequence, she embarks on a hopeless affair as away of discussing failure itself. She writes to Dick about how she has shed her former ambitions in favour of love of him: 'Embracing you and failure has changed all that cause now I know I am no-one. And there's a lot to say..' This recognition of her own insignificance furnishes her with the freedom to express herself as she could never do before. Though she paints a rather unflattering portrait of Dick's character, Kraus is most critical of her own personality traits. As one reviewer has said of her writing : 'She makes self-esteem appear as some sort of gross pretension.' While this text may appear to be the mad ravings of an erotomaniac with a penchant for self-dramatisation, it would be a mistake to underestimate its concerns. Kraus sees her descent into the vortex of infatuation as an avowedly feminist journey. In al letter to Dick she tries to explain her reasons for launching into a correspondence of such Proustian intensity: 'No matter how dispassionate or large a vision of the world a woman formulates, whether it includes her own experience and emotion, the telescope's turned back on her. Because emotion is just so terrifying and the world refuses to believe it can be pursued as discipline, as form. Dear Dick, I want to make my the world more interesting than my problems. therefore I have to make my problems social.' The author's willingness to name names and to record gossipy elements of real-life could give the impression that this book is a transparently artless 'roman a clef'. While she seems to be aiming for a devastatingly 'honest' account of her life and loves, the reader would be well advised to avoid any easy conflation of the fictional and real Kraus. She never rules out the possibility of a part or total fabrication of her persona or her autobiographical stories. The debate about whether these events 'really' happened tends to ignore the sophistication of its criticism of literary conceits and its referencing of conceptual art through its documentation of process. The deliberately radical nature of the novel has prompted vitriolic responses. Aside from questions of libel, one of the reasons why the book has been heavily criticised is that it doesn't fit into any particular genre. I Love Dick playfully blurs the lines between literary categories in a way that is guaranteed to unsettle most readerly preconceptions. An unfavourable review in Art Forum described the book as being ' not so much written as secreted'. This accusation, with its overtly misogynist overtones, may be countered by invoking Susan Sontag's famous essay 'On Style' which contends that 'the greatest art seems secreted, not constructed.'
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Summary: This is a brilliant book.
Review: This is a brilliant book. Like Proust, it is a narrative of the writer's sexual pursuit of a vacant love object, the pursuit of which is primarily to enable the writer to dwell on her emotions during the pursuit. Second, it is a commentary on the the connection between failure in the market-place and society's belief that such failure justifies debasement ("we hate your movie"). By making the hippest, most Marxist segment of society-- cutting edge academia and avant garde artists -- the upholders of market values is genius. Thrillingly, but incompletely, it seeks to indict society for diagnosing physical ugliness and economic failure as mental illness. Lastly, and of least interest, it seeks to establish a roster of unknown elites -- David Rattray, Alice Notley , Liza Martin , Ann Rover-- who will someday be the subject of intnese academic study by the Dicks of our children's generation. You'll hate Dick, but love Chris Kraus.w
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Summary: Fanx
Review: This is a great book, Do buy it. I concur with the other reviewers especially the Aussie woman. Chris, thanks for the honourable mention. Hope that 'Aliens & Anorexia' is an even greater success
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