by NRB | 3 Mar 2017 | The Godfather: Peter Corris |
At the start of every week I run my eye along the offerings of Foxtel’s History Channel hoping to see a program that will interest me. Mostly, but not always, I find something. Back when I first got pay TV (we were living in the country then, when it was called...
by NRB | 27 May 2016 | The Godfather: Peter Corris |
Humphrey McQueen once claimed to have been the only person to have read Xavier Herbert’s massive novel Poor Fellow My Country (1975) from start to finish and I’ve never heard him contradicted. Some books are like that. In Woody Allen’s brilliant comedy Zelig (1983),...
by NRB | 14 Aug 2015 | The Godfather: Peter Corris |
Some time ago I wrote a column about how my defective eyesight had pushed me first to big print books and then to e-books where I could blow up the font on my e-reader. This was a great boon and by 2014 all 40 or so books I read that year were e-books. Unfortunately,...
by NRB | 28 Nov 2014 | The Godfather: Peter Corris |
The mind makes strange connections. Recently I was listening to a radio report on a breakthrough made by cardiac surgeons at the Victor Chang Institute in Sydney. My mind instantly went to the opening scene in Woody Allen’s Manhattan, a brilliant film I’ve watched...
by NRB | 30 May 2014 | The Godfather: Peter Corris |
Reading habits differ; I know people who read only fiction and some who read only non-fiction. I know of one person who reads one of each in alternate reading sessions. My pattern is to read them in turn and in that way I’ve just finished two recent books about Paris:...
by NRB | 27 Dec 2013 | The Godfather: Peter Corris |
I never liked teaching and unlike the people mentioned in a previous column I was no good at it. As a young man I was shy and self-conscious. These are not good attributes for a teacher. A teacher should be confident and know when to exercise authority and when to let...
by NRB | 15 Feb 2013 | The Godfather: Peter Corris |
Lately I’ve had Ernest Hemingway coming at me from all directions. For the second time I watched Woody Allen’s brilliant romantic comedy Midnight in Paris, in which a Hollywood hack writer fantasises that he’s back in the Paris of the 1920s. The look-alike actor...