Atwood at her dystopic best
YEAR OF THE FLOOD
By Margaret Atwood
McClelland & Stewart
448 pp., $32.99
Review by Rachel Krueger
Margaret Atwood is at her haranguing best when she’s whipping up appalling futures for us all. She’s had several career missteps when her agenda has written cheques that her skills can’t cash, but The Year of the Flood recovers her dormant core [...]
Yann Martel’s two-man book club
By Frank Moher
In my previous post to this section I said I’d be back in seven days with my thoughts on Yann Martel’s bibliophilic jihad against Stephen Harper. That was, er, um, six weeks ago. But hey, who hasn’t been following the Paris Hilton news coverage 24/7?
In any event, in the interim a correspondent has [...]
Margaret Atwood has a nightmare
By Frank Moher
Some of my fellow writer-types are being particularly irritating these days, and not in a good way. It is, of course, part of an artist’s job to be irritating some of the time, as, for example, the Dixie Chicks were about George Bush’s war. By the time Americans got through being irritated with [...]
