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The White Review Paperback – 1 Feb 2011


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  • Paperback: 160 pages
  • Publisher: The White Review (1 Feb. 2011)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0956800106
  • ISBN-13: 978-0956800107
  • Product Dimensions: 17.2 x 1.7 x 24.2 cm
  • Average Customer Review: 3.5 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (2 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Bestsellers Rank: 1,587,175 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By Eleanor TOP 1000 REVIEWER on 14 July 2013
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The White Review is a quarterly periodical first published in 2011, with the following statement of intent:

"The White Review exists to promote good creative writing, good art and good journalism... We are creating a space for a new generation to express themselves unconstrained by form, subject, or genre."

The result is a beautifully produced paperback, with thick creamy pages, high-quality images (black and white in the first issue, but subsequently in colour), and a dust jacket which unfolds to reveal an artwork. Other nice touches include a bookmark which doubles as the contents page and, in later issues, pull-out prints.

Issue One includes short stories by Desmond Hogan and Patrick Langley, poetry from Alexander Nemser and the 19th-century French poet Charles Cros, interviews with Paula Rego, André Schiffrin, and Tom McCarthy, reportage, essays on art and architecture, and criticism, including a bravura piece from D. W. Wilson on difference between talking and a writer's 'voice'. I finished feeling intellectually refreshed vowing to investigate further the many writers, artists, and places discussed.
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1 of 3 people found the following review helpful By Simon Barrett 'Il Penseroso' on 27 Dec. 2013
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OK, let's hear it for High Art, and gift horses should never on any account be looked in the mouth, at this time of year especially, but almost a third of this lavish production, a bit like an up-market London Magazine (the March 2012 issue is the fourth - the cover shown is that of the first) is devoted to lame German poseur Juergen Teller, who 'has photographed Nirvana, Elton John..' (a further six names follow) as well as representing Ukraine (along with four others) at the Venice Biennale and claims to find nakedness deeply significant - or at the least highly marketable. Female skin is also exploited by the poster insert; was the invention of photography entirely a good thing?

Whom is this aimed at exactly? It makes reference to 'the cultural theorist Walter Benjamin'. Oh, *that* Walter Benjamin; the London Review of Books would assume we had already heard of him. (If you want serious, there's nothing to touch it. It's not just book reviews, guys.) The White Review tries so hard to be serious it risks doing itself an injury; the fawningly respectful interview with Teller in his 'clean-lined' London pad - more farce than parody - is clearly the low point; after all, we've had Michael Horowitz's self-promoting silliness to contend with for fifty years. We are to presume from Matt Lomas's piece that the words making up the Nabokov short story have been incorporated Oulipo-style into his own inconsequential piece, an original if entirely pointless idea. Rye Dag Holmboe's piece sets out to provoke in the economic sphere (are we doomed to neoliberalism?) and ends up wearily evoking Freud's Wolf-Man and Proust's madeleine!

Besides the Juergen puff there are two author-interview features (inviting inevitable comparisons with The Paris Review's The Art of..).
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