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Add another disturbing layer to the contentious reputation of an American classic. That Nabokov tapped into a real-life tragedy does not diminish his supreme artistic achievement, but it does belie his oft-stated maxim that his art resides in a realm aloft from the tawdry world. ~ Reviewed by Mike Hare
Joe Namath made the guarantee, but the entire New York Jets team delivered in Super Bowl III. Surviving Jets players recount the intense preparation, physical and mental demands, and teamwork that propelled them to a championship that forever altered the NFL. ~ Reviewed by Mike Hare
Kathy is reeling in the summer of 2017. Impending marriage: worrisome. Travel between Italy, Britain, and the U.S.: irksome. Donald Trump: evil. The overall state of the world: irredeemable. The future: apocalyptic. Her nerves: shattered. Her personality: unstable. Her prospects: what happens when summer ends? ~ Reviewed by Mike Hare
Raw, lurid desperation on a depression-era dance floor: the last couple standing wins the marathon. Daily they get sorer and sicker, they argue and fight, the audience grows wilder, the promoters push harder, and the dancers lurch and stumble, knowing if they keel over, the dance is done. ~ Reviewed by Mike Hare
Sure, bums lived there, but first came the Dutch, the English, the Irish and German, Jewish, Italian, and Chinese. There were estates, theaters, tenements, whorehouses, swindlers, crooked pols, pimps, and drug dealers. Punk debuted there, the final sordid surge before another Bowery transformation into a glittery, pricey destination where bums are not welcome. ~ Reviewed by Mike Hare