This page, as is probably obvious, contains various references to DeLillo that have been uncovered in some likely and some unlikely places. Most recent findings on top.
In his photography book CRUSHED from 2003, the epigraph is from Emmett Creed - "It's only a game, but it's the only game." Here's a link to CRUSHED. You can figure out where that comes from.
(June 5, 2013)
In the recently published Letters of William Gaddis (Dalkey Archives, 2013) there's a 1988 letter to DeLillo upon the publication of Libra (reported in the Daily Beast). Here's a piece of it:
...the hard cover arrived here a couple of weeks ago & I’ve just read it & confirmed all my earlier impression, its marriage of style & content—that essential I used to bray about to ‘students’ in those grim days—is marvelously illustrated here I think & especially as it comes together at the end as we know it must, speaking of the ‘nonfiction’ novel if we must but why must we, except that concept does embrace the American writer’s historic obsession getting the facts down clear...
(March 15, 2013)
In James Wolcott's recent memoir Lucking Out (2011) of his time in New York City in the mid-seventies, he devotes a paragraph to DeLillo (p. 244-45). Here's most of it:
In recent years DeLillo must ask himself the cosmic question, "Why go on?," his later novels greeted with a fish-face without a trace of affection for everything he's done before, beating him up with his own achievements (Libra, Underworld) instead. His Great Jones Street of 1973 doesn't have the cybernetic density and conspiratorial mesh of his corporate-gnostic-algorithmic probes into power, chance, and paranoia, but its hungover mood evokes the exhaustion and pissed-away promises of the post-sixties, a psychological dehydration requiring a sequestering with none of the skin tingle of A Sport and a Pastime's incognito air. I know, sounds like fun.... And yet its sense of time and place (I love that the novel is named for and set in an actual street with no mythic overtones until DeLillo endowed them) hooks me each time out.... I sometimes wonder if Great Jones Street might not be more highly esteeemed if DeLillo hadn't dubbed his rock-star narrator Bucky Wunderlick, a Pynchonesque moniker that's hard to take seriously for a mystique-ridden Jim Morrison-like lizard king in self-exile.
(Dec. 10, 2011)
Last year The New Yorker presented a recording of Chang-rae Lee reading DeLillo's 2002 story "Baader-Meinhof", and you can listen to it right here: Chang-rae Lee reads DeLillo. The recording includes a short intro segment with Lee talking with the fiction editor Deborah Treisman, and some discussion of the story afterward. Lee mentions reading White Noise in college, and then later digging into the catalog and being "overtaken" by DeLillo.
(Mar. 28, 2011)
A post on the blog A Piece of Monologue displays a set of cover images for DeLillo editions coming out in March 2011 (I think in the UK). Here's a sample:
You can see more of the new covers as well as read a few comments from the designer of these covers, Noma Bar, at this post at Creative Review. Here's one more I especially like:
(Nov. 18, 2010 & Mar. 28, 2011)
In the August 13, 2010 issue of the Times Literary Supplement included a funny bit on DeLillo interviews in the NB column "Talking it over" by J.C., page 32. Here's a piece:
It appears that DeLillo does want to talk about it. But what is it? In a perfect subversion of the reluctant-interviewee narrative, what DeLillo wishes to talk about is the fiction that he is unwilling to be interviewed.
(Nov. 18, 2010)
William Wood has a piece in The Point on "Don DeLillo" (not sure when it originally appeared). He mostly discusses Point Omega and Americana. Here's a piece:
Given these considerations, a plea for the enduring importance of DeLillo's work can profitably focus on Americana, his first novel. Although DeLillo considers himself to have reached maturity only with White Noise, Americana shows a writer having already perfected his voice at its inception. The author's departure in Americana from traditional tropes of plot, character development and so on bears witness that the essence of traditional formal conventions was not the extrinsic form itself but the underlying pathetic dynamic they successfully sustained. Critique of this departure is therefore as irrelevant as would be a critique of modern theater on account of its virtually ubiquitous disregard for the Aristotelian unities of place, time and action. Holding the novel together is DeLillo's forging of a unified effect of language from the formal contradictions of his situation as a writer; those prominent in their partial resolution include the problem of the alternate banality and poetry of both vernacular and self- consciously literary styles.
(August 27, 2010)
Tom LeClair's piece "The Artist Pursued" in The Barnes & Noble Review (posted July 27, 2010) on interviewing novelists (or not) touches upon DeLillo among others. Here's a piece:
DeLillo, the man who didn't want to talk about it, somewhat improbably understands things an interviewer can do for a writer. In Point Omega the interviewer listens without objection to the blowsy, self-serving monologues of the aging writer, and when his daughter disappears in the desert it's the young interviewer who helps organize the search and cares for the despairing father. Yes, it's possible the interviewer's sexual interest in the young woman drove her into the desert, but I don't think that was the interviewer's intention. In the end DeLillo's filmmaker, like Kehlmann's journalist and Bolaño's professors, loses the interview. I'm not suggesting this is equivalent to losing one's daughter, just noting that the interviewer's good works go unrewarded.
(August 10, 2010)
Author David Mitchell has made reference to DeLillo a few times, first in an epigraph to his second novel, Number9Dream (2001), with the line "It is so much simpler to bury reality than it is to dispose with dreams" from Americana.
In the most recent issue of The Paris Review (Summer 2010, #193), the Art of Fiction interview with Mitchell asks about the epigraph. Mitchell replies "The best line in the book and it's not even mine." Followed by this exchange:
Interviewer: It's pretty obvious what that has to do with your hero, Eiji, an inveterate fantasist who dreams of a father he has never met - but is there a deeper link between Number9Dream and DeLillo?
Mitchell: I read Underworld around that time, and was deeply impressed by it, which led me to Mao II, and Americana, which is where the epigraph is from - but I don't think there's a deeper link between our writing. DeLillo is more of an ideas man than me - than just about any novelist I know, for that matter.
(July 17, 2010)
Last July was the first news that David Cronenberg was involved with a Cosmopolis project. Yesterday news broke that Colin Farrell and Marion Cotillard are "attached" to the project. Here's the Variety story, with excerpt:
Farrell will play a millionaire Manhattan asset manager who loses all his wealth over the course of one day. Cotillard will play his wife.
Filming tentatively scheduled for March to May, 2011 in Toronto and New York.
(May 13, 2010)
Joining the DeLillo papers, David Foster Wallace's archives have been acquired by the Harry Ransom Center in Austin, Texas. Of some tangential interest to this site are the copies of DeLillo novels with Wallace's notes.
(April 25, 2009)
Slate has a 50 minute discussion of White Noise upon its 25th Anniversary, and the discussion is online. Our critics discuss Don DeLillo's White Noise featuring Stephen Metcalf, Meghan O'Rourke and Troy Patterson. Opinion is sharply divided. I have to say I found Patterson's early statement that the book is "flagrantly bad" to be flagrantly judgemental.
(Feb 23, 2009)
Abe let me know about this recent news report from Italy. DeLilloesque? Decide for yourself!
Italian mafia 'sunk toxic waste'
Italian authorities have begun investigating a shipwreck allegedly containing toxic waste off the Calabrian coast, after claims it was deliberately sunk by the mafia.
A former member of the criminal organisation says the vessel and its cargo were blown up in a lucrative radioactive disposal scheme and that the ship contained "nuclear" material.
Investigators have obtained pictures from a robot submarine with a video camera taken at the scene and are now examining samples taken from the wreck.
The Cunsky ship may be one of 32 vessels with toxic material on the Italian seabed, prosecutors said.
An intrepid artist is attempting to draw Every Person in New York, and on Sept 1, 2009 he apparently saw Don DeLillo, looking something like this:
(Sept 18, 2009)
A flurry of stories hit the web yesterday about Canadian film director David Cronenberg getting involved with a project to film Don DeLillo's Cosmopolis. Wendy Mitchell's story at Screen Daily Cronenberg comes on board for DeLillo adaptation Cosmopolis adds the following:
Cronenberg will adapt the screenplay with "a view to eventually direct."There was an earlier Screen Daily post by Geoffrey Macnab from February on Branco's efforts with Cosmopolis, Paolo Branco plots Cosmopolis.
Paulo Branco is producing the project through his Alfama Films, in a co-production with Cronenberg's own Toronto Antenna Ltd.
(July 25, 2009)
Mark Sample has uncovered what he calls the 'Littlest Literary Hoax', in a blog post at Sample Reality on July 16, 2009. Here's the scoop:
I am referring to "An Undeniably Controversial and Perhaps Even Repulsive Talent," a review of David Foster Wallace's work that appeared in the prestigious journal Modernism/Modernity, published by The Johns Hopkins University Press. Found in the Volume 11, Number 4 issue (2004) of Modernism/Modernity, the review focuses on Wallace's last collection of short stories, Oblivion, and is attributed to a certain Jay Murray Siskind, Department of Popular Culture, Blacksmith College. Anyone familiar with White Noise should recognize the clues that the supposed reviewer is DeLillo's character and not some real live scholar with the same name: there's the fictional Blacksmith College (which, while not the college portrayed in White Noise, is a name of one of the neighboring towns); there are the fake footnotes in the review referring to other characters and details from White Noise, including narrator Jack Gladney and thuggish Alfonse Stompanato)
The story gets better, as Mark got a reply from the editors of the journal... as he documents in The truth behind Jay Murray Siskind's review of David Foster Wallace, a post from July 19. Lawrence Rainey, editor, and Nicole Devarenne, former editor, 'explain' - here's the first bit:
As the journal's book review editors at the time, we were at first disconcerted to receive an email from Jay Murray Siskind. Our suspicions were heightened when we noted that his email address read "blacksmith.edu," rather than the better known College-on-the-Hill, where Murray was last seen working. But research soon revealed that his change in academic affiliation was the result of a bitter tenure decision fight, in which Alfonse Stompanato had played an especially unsavoury role.All good academic fun, except when some folks end up thinking it's legit!
(July 21, 2009)
In an interview with Powell's Books on June 24, 2009, novelist Colum McCann gives an interesting answer on one of the questions:
Q: If you could have been someone else, who would that be and why?McCann's the author of the recent novel Let the Great World Spin, set in New York City in 1974.
A: I teach at Hunter College in New York and recently had Don DeLillo come to class. It was an extraordinary day. He was incredibly profound and moving and gracious and just plain honest with the students. I was also stunned by his humility. At one stage he said to us, "I seem to be the beneficiary of an occasional revelation." This is the man who wrote Underworld, one of the best novels of the last 25 years. We went out afterwards with a couple of students and had dinner, and a few drinks, and I watched him climb into a cab, and I thought that I would like to be that mind, I would like to sit inside that mind, if even just for a while, traveling home to Bronxville on a March night in 2009. I would very much like that indeed, to be going in that direction.
(July 11, 2009)
In this Huffington Post item by Vickie Karp on June 7, 2009, "Lotto Winner Gives Millions to the Arts", lotto winner Cynthia Stafford claims in the interview to be funding development for a film of DeLillo's White Noise.
Third Screen: You are now the executive producer of a major forthcoming film based on Don DeLillo's novel, White Noise, which won the National Book Award in 1985. How did that come about?Stafford's story is explained a bit further in this LA Times story "The Geffen's Lotto Donor" by Karen Wada on December 25, 2008:
Stafford: Don Delillo's novel, White Noise, has a strong and really loyal following, and everyone's wanted to see this happen for a long time. The option process was circling for over 20 years before I came along. Don had sort of given up. Another production partner and I secured the option. I'd read the novel. I loved it. I rescued it.
In May 2007 she won $112 million in the multi-state Mega Millions lottery with her father, Robert Stafford Sr., and brother, Robert Stafford Jr. The three divided a lump-sum payment of $67 million.
We'll see what happens!
(July 11, 2009)
For those interested in reading DeLillo's pre-Americana work, some good news! The Kenyon Review has published a new anthology of pieces previously published in the journal, and it includes DeLillo's 1966 story "Coming Sun. Mon. Tues." Details here: Readings for Writers.
(July 11, 2009)
The Onion Magazine cover for April 18, 2008.
It seems The Onion has an ongoing fascination with DeLillo... Sometime in October that started running a 'blog' that purports to be written by the man himself, here billed as a 'Master of Postmodern Literature'. So far there have been three entries: 'All The Electric Premonition That Rides The Sky Being A Drama Of Human Devising' (Nov. 5, 2008), 'Tiny Silver Death Machine: Election Coverage 2008 Part Two' (Sep. 26), and 'Tiny Silver Death Machine: Election Coverage 2008' (Sep. 26).
I thought I would just ignore it, but I've heard from many people about it, and it seems to be getting attention in various places...
"Don DeLillo Blogging the Election For the Onion: Definitely a Hoax" claims the Village Voice.
But the New Yorker has a strange item that also claims to be from the man, The Final Word posted by one Ligaya Mishan on Oct. 10 (a followup to earlier posts of Oct. 9 and Sep. 30):
Yes, I posted a blog for The Onion, but this was four years ago at the Republican Convention in New York. Evidently the report has been orbiting the blogosphere all this time. Note the prophetic reference to Sarah Palin.
Who's fooling who?
A number of recent news stories have run on the passing of Anna 'Jeanne' Layton at age 77, a Utah librarian who fought back against the censorship of Don DeLillo's first novel 'Americana' in 1979 and temporarily lost her job for it. From the story:
Layton set Utah abuzz and grabbed national headlines in 1979 when she was fired for refusing to pull the titillating novel Americana from the shelves of the Davis County Library.
She fought the dismissal and eventually won back her job.
The Davis County Commission labeled the book by Don DeLillo "obscene." But Layton argued that library patrons had a right to choose what they read.
"It's not the library's role to determine choices for adults," she told The Salt Lake Tribune in 1990 as she prepared to retire after 30 years. "It's important for the library to serve everyone in the community, not just select groups."
The full story by Christopher Smart from the Salt Lake Tribune, ran on Jan 23, 2008, Jeanne Layton: Librarian who fought Davis County censorship dies at 77.
(Jan 27, 2008)
Here's a real rarity - a DeLillo candid shot! It was taken by the owner of the Gotham Book Mart, Andreas Brown, at Yankee Stadium, showing DeLillo along with Paul Auster and two Gotham employees. Posted on the FineBooks blog back in May 2007.
News has been trickling out about a project to film End Zone. In summer 2007 a story appeared in Time Out London reporting that "Hartnett enters 'End Zone'", actor Josh Hartnett signing up for the project set to start filming in January 2008 in Texas.
The project is headed up by George Ratliff, and this interview from IFP.org gives some background on him. Interesting note: "Just after attending film school at the University of Texas, Ratliff returned to his hometown of Amarillo, Tex., to make Plutonium Circus (1995), an offbeat look at a nuclear-weapons factory and the community it supports." Here's Ratliff writing the script for End Zone:
I was interested in adapting Don DeLillo's End Zone. I had begged for the rights for two years. I sent DeLillo a spec script, which he liked enough to give me an option. That's when I teamed up with David Gilbert to help me write a much better draft. In the end, we had a great script but had a hard time setting it up.
Ratliff makes mention of the End Zone project in another story on his film "Joshua" that ran in the Boston Globe on July 11, 2007, "His fear really is close to home" by Joel Brown.
Having completed a hot genre picture, Ratliff and Gilbert might be expected to consolidate their gains via a similar film with a slightly higher budget and bigger stars.
But no, they're adapting -- gulp -- a Don DeLillo novel, "End Zone."
"This is the DeLillo that people don't know about," Ratliff said. "This is his second novel. It's a very funny football satire, but it's sort of football obsessed with, you know, apocalyptic warfare."
People are always saying how easy it is to film DeLillo, right? Ratliff laughed. "Yeah," he said. "DeLillo is sooo adaptable."
A story in Variety "Hartnett runs to 'End Zone'" on November 8, 2007 seems to confirm that all is set to go on the project. Filming now to commence in February 2008 in New Mexico, and will also star Sam Rockwell.
Update on Sept. 7, 2008: A story on actress Kat Dennings "Dennings revels in her dark side" by Jim Slotek, Toronto Sun (no longer online) indicates that filming never started.
But her dream project, End Zone, has yet to be greenlit.
"It's based on a Don DeLillo novel and it was supposed to be me, Sam Rockwell and Josh Hartnett. The plot is centred around football but it's really about nuclear war, essentially, so that's why it's hard to sell. It's in the top five best scripts I ever read.
"Although I find usually if I want something too badly, it doesn't work out."
Well, let's hope she backs off a little!
Enjoy the video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=laqRHrrp3xo
Thanks to Chris for this one.
(Dec. 12, 2006)
In another multimedia item, a story from Dec. 7, 2006 reports that a New York theater company has been awarded a grant that will be used for a DeLillo-related production. The pertinent info:
The Collapsable Giraffe will use its award to allow costume designer Tara Webb to incorporate wireless video and sound devices into her costumes for their upcoming production Pee Pee Maw Ma, inspired by Don DeLillo's novel Great Jones Street.
The story was found on the TheaterMania website, in a story
titled "A.R.T/New York Awards $67,500 in Design Grants
to NYC Theaters". I asked Collapsable Giraffe for more info, and they
report that the current plan is to put the production up in Fall
(Dec. 12, 2006)
Acey told me she was at a party and she said to a man, What do men really want from women, and he said, Blowjobs, and she said, You can get that from men.
Hitchens mentions WWII, Deep Throat and better dentistry
as primary causes. Read the piece: "As American as Apple Pie".
(June 26, 2006)
A.O. Scott has written an essay on the results that appears May 21, 2006 called "In Search of the Best"
Like "American Pastoral," "Underworld" is a chronologically fractured story drawn by a powerful nostalgic undertow back to the redolent streets of a postwar Eastern city. Baseball and the atom bomb, J. Edgar Hoover and the science of waste disposal are pulled into its vortex, but whereas Updike and Roth work to establish connection and coherence in the face of time's chaos, DeLillo is an artist of diffusion and dispersal, of implication and missing information.
P.S. It's important to understand how this survey was conducted.
Each of the 125 voters got just a single vote - their pick for
single best work of American fiction. Underworld was chosen
by 11 people, White Noise by 3 or 4 (it's unclear) and
Libra got 2 votes. Beloved was chosen by 15 voters,
and various novels by Philip Roth garnered a total of 21 votes,
with American Pastoral getting the most at 7 votes. I think
that the format of this survey was not fully grasped by many pundits
who complained about the lack of diversity.
(May 19, 2006)
The only disappointment was that the patron he really wanted didn't quite come up with the goods. 'When I was at college, I and half the young men I knew wanted to be Don DeLillo,' he says, when I ask which contemporary writers he does read. 'I sent him a copy of the book, hoping he might give me a blurb. I didn't get one, but he sent me a postcard that just said 'Kunkel? Wasn't there a pitcher for the Yankees named Kunkel?' It's displayed prominently in my apartment.'
Kunkel went to Harvard, and is one of the folks responsible
for n + 1.
(Nov. 21, 2005)
It was as though, in some odd quantum stroke, Hemingway died one day and Pynchon was born the next. One literature bends into another. Pynchon has made American writing a broader and stronger force. He found whispers and apparitions at the edge of modern awareness but did not lessen our sense of the physicality of American prose, the shotgun vigor, the street humor, the body fluids, the put-on.
I was writing ads for Sears truck tires when a friend gave me a copy of V. in paperback. I read it and thought, Where did this come from?
The scale of his work, large in geography and unafraid of major subjects, helped us locate our fiction not only in small anonymous corners, human and ever-essential, but out there as well, in the sprawl of high imagination and collective dreams.
(May 26, 2005)
I've rarely read Don DeLillo since the binge years, when I feverishly read and reread every one of his novels, and now, when I do, I find myself stirred but confused. The moment Don DeLillo became in any way fallible to me, I experienced a rupture I'm still traumatized by, one that colors my ability to situate him reasonably in my internal landscape of "contemporary letters" -- he's either as great as I thought he was when I thought he made all other writing look silly or he's a total disaster.
By trying to export myself to a place that didn't fully exist, I was asking works of art to bear my expectation that they could be better than life, that they could redeem life. I asked too much of them: I asked them to also be both safer than life and fuller, a better family. That, they couldn't be. At the depths I'd plumb them, so many perfectly sufficient works fo art became thin, anemic. I sucked the juice out of what I loved until I found myself in a desert, sucking rocks for water.
The was especially true of anything that assumed a posture of minimalism or perfectionism, or of chilly, intellectual grandeur. Hence my rage at Stanley Kubrick, Don DeLillo, Jean-Luc Godard, and Talking Heads.
(February 26, 2005)
"Gold Mine Gutted" finds Oberst chasing "Don DeLillo whiskey" with a farewell to the "sorrowful Midwest" as his band whips up a chilly soundtrack that the Cure's Robert Smith could proudly call his own.
(January 29, 2005)
The film is described as follows:
Game 6 / U.S.A. (Director: Michael Hoffman; Screenwriter: Don DeLillo) - Combining real and fictional events and centered around the historic 1986 World Series, this is a day-in-the-life snapshot of a playwright who skips his own opening night to watch the momentous game. World Premiere.
(December 1, 2004)
The news can be found here, at the City of New York Mayor's Office of Film, Theatre and Broadcasting site, in a report dated August 1, 2004. Here is the pertinent paragraph:
Also choosing New York City as a prime location is director Michael Hoffman, who is shooting "Game 6", starring Michael Keaton and Robert Downey, Jr. The film follows a playwright on the day of the legendary game six of the 1986 World Series between the New York Mets and Boston Red Sox, and is scheduled to shoot through August 11.
I imagine it may be a year or so before it is released.
(September 3, 2004)
Barry Sonnenfeld has teamed with Cherry Road Films on Don DeLillo's White Noise, which he will direct and produce, reports Variety.
Stephen Schiff adapted the script for White Noise, winner of the 1985 National Book Award. Sonnenfeld told the trade that casting would begin immediately. He also hopes the project will regain sole claim over its title, which is shared by an upcoming Michael Keaton thriller from Universal Pictures.
The story is a dark comedy in which a professor must contend with a wife who's possibly drug-addled, four kids who are too progressive for anyone's good and a chemical plant that has accidentally released a cloud of potentially lethal gas.
Given the way these things usually go, I wouldn't recommend
holding your breath!
(July 31, 2004)
Singer Rhett Miller (from the Old 97's) name-drops DeLillo on his 2002 solo album, in the song "World Inside the World."
In the Rolling Stone of 8 Aug. 2002, Mim Udovitch's
"Q & A: David Bowie" (p. 30) features the
[DB:] What I'm good at is low-level nagging fear.
[MU:] But of what?
[DB:] My shoes. I mean, they're just not right.
[MU:] Seriously. A fear of what?
[DB:] What did Don DeLillo call it? The hum of anxiety? In one of his novels, he describes the thing that permeates the city. But, you know, it's a thing like that.
(thanks to Phil Nel for this one)
Then in the 9 June 2002 New York Times Arts & Leisure
section (p. 30) in an article entitled "Bowie the Entrepreneur,"
Bowie is talking about a song written prior to Sept. 11th:
"I hope that a writer does have these antennae that pick up on low-level anxiety and all those Don DeLillo resonances within our culture," he said. "But I don't want to say that it was in any way trying to suggest that it was going to happen. It's not like it's something new to me. These are all personal crises, I'm sure, that I amnifest in a song format and project into physical situations. You make little stories up about how you feel. It is as simple as that."
(thanks to Craig Brown)
"It is so much simpler to bury reality than it is to dispose of dreams."
David Bowman's This Must Be the Place: The Adventures of Talking Heads in the 20th Century (New York: HarperCollins, 2001) has this on the dedication page: "This history is for my good friends Brian Breger and Bucky Wunderlick." On the next page, two epigraphs:
Baba Baba Baba
Gadung Gadung Gadunt
Uma childa nobo
Distiptics in wine
I was born with all language in my mouth
-- Don DeLillo, Great Jones Street
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa
-- David Byrne
"Technology is our fate, our truth," the novelist Don DeLillo writes in the December 2001 issue of Harper's magazine. "We don't have to depend on God or the prophets or other astonishments. The miracle is what we ourselves produce." Mr. DeLillo argues that our technological civilization is what the Islamic fundamentalists hate most. "It brings death to their customs and beliefs."
D'Souza seems to generally agree, and goes on to argue that technology often produces moral gains, for instance the emancipation of women, the extension of human life span, and the abolition of slavery. He doesn't say much about Islamic customs and beliefs.
The Great American Social Novel, which strives to capture the times, to document American history, has been revivified by Don DeLillo's Underworld, a novel of epic social power. Lately, any young American writer of any ambition has been imitating DeLillo - imitating his tentacular ambition, the effort to pin down an entire writhing culture, to be a great analyst of systems, crowds, paranoia, politics; to work on the biggest level possible.
For who would dare to be knowledgeable about politics and society now? Is it possible to imagine Don DeLillo today writing his novel Mao II - a novel that proposed the foolish notion that the terrorist now does what the novelist used to do, that is, "alter the inner life of the culture"? Surely, for a while, novelists will be leery of setting themselves up as analysts of society, while society bucks and charges so helplessly. Surely they will tread carefully over their generalisations. It is now very easy to look very dated very fast.
Check out the full story at: http://books.guardian.co.uk/departments/generalfiction/story/0,6000,563868,00.html
The image came back like lightning: I went out to the hall and pulled the book from the shelves, and there it was, the two towers, dark and enshrouded (by fog, much as they had been by smoke early Tuesday morning); before them, the stark silhouette of the belfry of a nearby Church; and off to the side, a large bird, a gull or large pigeon, making its way toward Tower One.
(See also the writeup on the documentary film Dial H.I.S.T.O.R.Y. below)
Here's a piece from McSweeney's by Neal Pollack entitled "DeLillo in the Outback" which is The Body Artist on Survivor II, I think. It begin's like this:
You sit in the airplane preparing for the adventure of your life. Only you don't know it is your life, and as the plane descends you hear a sound, a piercing of the air, and it is someone barfing. You are amound strangers, sixteen in number, yet they are, also, familiar, a mote of memory in a schism of time.
October 1, 2000, in Gerald Marzorati's article on Radiohead, the following parenthetical comment sneaks in:
(If Don DeLillo's "Underworld" were a rock album, it would sound like
In a September article on Salman Rushdie's first year in New York City, we are told of his meetings with other authors:
HE SAYS HE IS RELIEVED that New York has less of the 'backbiting and incestuous' literary culture of London. He had dinner in April with Thomas Pynchon and discussed baseball. He knew a bit about this, having already gone to both of the city's ballparks. With Don DeLillo he went to a Yankees game. 'I must say, going to the ballgame with Don was one of the great things, because he goes with his mitt. He's up there for every fly ball.' Paul Auster in turn took him to see the Mets, 'because that's his orientation'.
I suspect there have been quite a few more, not that we need
to list them all!
"Authors purchased are said to include A-list biggies Bellow, Updike, Roth, Salinger, Brit bad boy Martin Amis, movie-legit scribe Tom Stoppard, and Doonesbury creator Garry Trudeau, as well as lesser-knowns William Gaddis, Walker Percy, Don DeLillo, Laurie Colwin, David Foster Wallace, Lorrie Moore, Robertson Davies, GOP speechwriter Mark Helprin, and porn-lit scribbler Nicholson Baker."
"Maybe our generation has found its Don DeLillo."
The first column appeared on October 17, 1998, the second on October 24, 1998, and a third on October 31, 1998.
Thanks to Sebastien La Rocque for these links.
There's a documentary film out entitled Dial H.I.S.T.O.R.Y which utilizes passages from Mao II and White Noise made by Johan Grimonprez of Belgium.
Check out the Dial H.I.S.T.O.R.Y page, complete with link to the film online.
DeLillo's radio appearances.
Since the mid-eighties, DeLillo has won a number of awards.
One segment of my readership is marginal, but beyond that I find it hard to analyze the mail I get and make any conclusions as to what kind of readers I have. Certainly White Noise found a lot of women readers, and I don't think too many women had been reading my books before that. So I really can't generalize. In the past I got a lot of letters from people who seemed slightly unbalanced. This hasn't been happening for the past three or four years. It seems that the eighties have been somewhat more sane than the seventies, based on my own limited experience of measuring letters from readers. I've reached no conclusion about the kind of readers I have based on the mail I get. There are all sorts.
When White Noise was published, it read like an apocalyptic satire. Sure, it was a dazzling virtuosic meditation on death and the terrors of ordinary life, but it was also a darkly comic sendup of a futuristic America, tottering on the brink of extinction. Today the novel's characters -- scholars who specialize in Elvis and cereal boxes, ashram dwellers in Montana, doctors who dispense drugs that promise to alleviate the fear of death -- have grown decidedly more recognizable. Who knows, by 2096 the novel may be read as a grimly naturalistic portrait of millenial America, an America in which people turn to cults and obsessions and conspiracy theories in a desperate effort to lend a sense of order to their lives, an America in which everyone is mesmerized by the 'sealed-off, timeless, self-contained, self-referring' narcotic of television, and 'everything we need that is not food or love is here in the tabloid racks' (178).
Gordon Lish wrote a strange little article entitled "What I know about Don DeLillo and certain other unnamed persons," which unsurprisingly doesn't really tell too much. He ends by saying that "What Don DeLillo is really like is just like the three other literary geniuses I know. Indefatigably nice. Heroically sane. Hugely polite. Inexhaustably responsive. And a model of good citizenship besides." From Saturday Review, Sept 16, 1978.
Lish dedicated his books My Romance and Mourner at the Door to DeLillo. Lish's new book Epigraph (Four Walls Eight Windows, 1996) is also dedicated to DeLillo.
Lish also wrote an afterword to the publication of DeLillo's first play, "The Engineer of Moonlight", in which he attacks those who would call DeLillo's vision bleak. "Where we are and where we are going is where DeLillo is. He is our least nostalgic writer of large importance."
Mao II is dedicated to Gordon Lish. In The Names, an acknowledgement is given to Atticus Lish, who is Gordon's son. DeLillo says he used the childhood writing of Atticus to help create the last chapter of The Names.
Vanity Fair ran a short profile on Lish and DeLillo in the June, 1991 issue. It's called "The Sunshine Boys" by James Wolcott. DeLillo is described as "America's leading literary diagnostician."
A letter from DeLillo to Lish is quoted in the article "The Carver Chronicles" by D.T. Max, published in The New York Times Magazine, August 9, 1998. The article concerns Lish's role as editor for Raymond Carver, and the extent to which he shaped the early stories. DeLillo's letter advises Lish to keep quiet about his influence: "It is too much to absorb. Too complicated. Makes reading the guy's work an ambiguous thing at best."
The DeLillo/Lish connection makes another appearance in Gerald Howard's article I was Gordon Lish's Editor published at slate.com on October 31, 2007. The pertinent bit:
It was Don DeLillo's fault. I was working for W.W. Norton in 1991 when he gave me a call. I'd had the privilege of being his editor on Libra, and we'd stayed friends. Lish had also been Don's editor at Esquire, and DeLillo had dedicated one of his novels to him. After some pleasantries, Don came to the point:
"Gordon Lish is looking for a new publisher."
DeLillo is a 7 compared with Pynchon at 8 and Salinger at 10.
DeLillo is described as being made famous by "the 1985 novel White Noise, a bible for disenchanted yuppies." Claims he "frequently uses his fictional characters to dis the whole celebrity thing."
(This silliness may explain why some smart authors choose to be "reclusive"!)
"The Image and The Crowd" Creative Camera (April 1993)
The Creative Camera piece consists of a two-page photograph of a television screen tuned to a dead channel--or maybe just a very fuzzy channel--with on-screen information scrolled across the top "CH.01 27-SEPT-9? 22:34:40." Scrolled across the bottom is the following superimposed text: "I keep thinking, without too much supporting evidence, that images have something to do with crowds. An image is a crowd in a way, a smear of impressions. Images tend to draw [people?] together, create mass identity ...". In the very bottom right side of the right-hand page, beneath the quotation, are the words "Don DeLillo."
Thanks to David Thomson for the description.