Ineluctable modality of the visible

A documentary about James Joyce’s masterwork, hosted by newsnight’s beloved Tom “I didn’t like it” Paulin, the Irish misery-guts of the critical scene. In fact, I was so overwhelmed to see him actually being enthusiastic about anything, even Ulysses, that I pretty much ignored everything he actually said about it, focusing only on the sections where Seamus Heaney was invited to read his own poetry over a video of Joyce and Nora Barnacle walking along.

This is why modern (and I now mean modern as in “right now” not as in Joyce’s literary movement) writing is on the whole taken

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