I’m tickled by this surprisingly thoughtful review of Excelsior 1968 by Jeremy Axelrod of the Huffington Post. Some choice quotes:
On its own terms, though, the project is evocative. Something about sampling that convergence of lives—a Venn diagram of bygone adolescence—has always had a voyeuristic (even poignant) appeal, and this is no less true of Martz’s blandly exact adaptation.
And:
Martz bills his mass-portraiture as an exercise, but it’s also a prodigious visual study of a small universe of personalities, now long dissipated to cubicles, fortunes, graves.
Well, golly.
Eva says:
I like the part where they seem unsure if you have an actual mother. Well, you *are* a robot, after all.
Johnny says:
Even robots have moms!
Colin Devroe says:
I wish I could write like that. Definitely better than my “review”.
Mike Lynch says:
Congratulations, John!