Louis Amis

Louis Amis

“The first unusual characteristic was that Hof was a self-described pimp, the owner of several brothels in rural Nevada. The second was that, by the time election day came around, Hof was dead.”

The uruguayan Eduardo Galeano was once the author of elegant and charming journalism. Sadly, his new book is a dumbed-down travesty

Frederic Raphael and Joseph Epstein’s published correspondence is a phoney exercise in literary bitchiness and mutual back-slapping

A prodigious command of English, ingenious playfulness, an obsessive eye for detail: David Foster Wallace’s essays trump his novels

Nicola Barker’s The Yips is a mass-casualty train wreck. Pity her martyred readers

The World cup in 2014 and the 2016 Olympics are an incentive and an opportunity to address inequality and drug-related violence in Rio de Janeiro. Will the state try to heal the problems in the favelas, or simply conceal them?

Nazi Literature in the Americas by Roberto Bolaño, translated by Chris Andrews

The Humbling by Philip Roth

The leaders of a new anti-Islamist group insist they aren’t racist or BNP members