Tag Archive: David Foster Wallace


WHEN YOU’RE FALLING

The_Falling_ManI recently reviewed Afro Celt Sound System’s fine retrospective album Capture for Whisperin’ & Hollerin’ . The double album compiles tracks from their 15 year career to date.

One of the key tracks is When I’m Falling with vocals by Peter Gabriel, the story in song of a man in crisis to the point that he doesn’t know up from down.

When this song was released in 2001, the video featured , without any great originality….wait for it….. a man falling.  Bad call.

He comes from the clouds, passes a plane (see those bemused pilots-one is Gabriel), then critically he is falling into a metropolis and down past skyscrpapers that look horribly like the twin towers and office workers (one is Gabriel) look to see him falling and wouldn’t you just know it, on the ground stands Peter Gabriel once more. It would have been a neat touch here if Gabriel had caught him but the man hits the ground, smashes through the sidewalk and keeps on going into the underworld.

Of course, now it’s impossible to watch this video without thinking of  attack on the World Trade Center. Continue reading

DFW AGAIN – NO APOLOGIES

No apologies for another post about the late David Foster Wallace, whose tragic suicide at the age of 46 is still hard to take.

Just a few random shots really,  from restless surfing:

“To say that David Foster Wallace has had a profound influence on my life, the way I think, and the way in which I perceive the world, is an understatement”. – from The Howling Fantods : easily the best source for everything about DFW

“Timothy McSweeney is devastated and lost” – McSweeney Tendency header

“He illuminated the maze brilliantly, even if he couldn’t show us the way out”. New York Times article

And memorable words from the man himself:

“The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over, in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day. That is real freedom. The alternative is unconsciousness, the default-setting, the “rat race” – the constant gnawing sense of having had and lost some infinite thing” – From David’s speech to a graduating class at Kenyon College, 2005

DFW GONE!

This is news I do not want to believe!

Black On Maroon by Mark Rothko

The suicide of David Foster Wallace aged just 46 is a massive loss and a huge shock.

How can one whose writing is so full of life have been driven to such a step?

Obituary writers will pull out the facts from their files and these can be found on any wiki search. What this won’t begin to say is what made him so special.

For me it was his ability to sythesise all the immense data that faces us every day and draw upon it for stories, essays and insights that help in trying to assimulate all this information into our lives.

He did this with so much humour and insight that it’s hard to imagine what could have tipped the balance in his personal life.

David was one of those rare writers (I can count them on one hand) that I felt articulated the way I saw the world . Now he’s gone and there is surely no-one else who can write a novel as overwhelmingly brilliant as Infinite Jest.

He is absolutely irreplaceable.

Writing about someone who reminded me of the possibilities of language in a way probably only Joyce or Beckett have done previously, it is a sobering to have to concede that sometimes there are no words.

RIP David wherever you are.

You made my life richer.

DFW AND FOOTNOTES

dfwA cursory glance at the Blog entries will reveal that I am a big admirer of David Foster Wallace. Critics generally represent him as a smart aleck (which is true) and often claim that his writing is superficial (which is way off the mark). The criticism probably partly stems from the fact that you have to concentrate to keep up with his observations and willing to accept that he will sometimes go off at tangents. At times he seems like someone with so much to say he can’t get the words down fast enough. He is so brimful of ideas and asides that his novels and essays are peppered with footnotes – sometimes these become mini essays in themselves. It may be tempting to skip these but I would urge newcomers to his work to ALWAYS read them . If you don’t, you’re liable to miss gems like this which is from the essay “Joseph Frank’s Dostoevsky” in his ‘Consider The Lobster’ collection:

“One has only to spend a term trying to teach college literature to realize that the quickest way to kill an author’s vitality for potential readers is to present that author ahead of time as ‘great’ or ‘classic’. Because then the author becomes for the students like medicine or vegetables, something the authorities have declared ‘good for them’ that they ‘ought to like’ at which point the students’ nictitating membranes come down, and everyone just goes through the requisite motions of criticism and paper-writing without feeling one real or relevant thing. It’s like removing all oxygen from the room before trying to start a fire.”

VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Psyching mayself up to re-read David Foster Wallace‘s immense brick of a novel ‘Infinite Jest’ this summer – though I guess I got less of 50% of this first time around – it was enough to recognise a work of genius.

Picked up a collection of essays as training (Consider The Lobster) and found a good reading on YouTube from the University of Contemporary Art, San Diego which illustrates his effortlessly cool credentials – he’s one of those writers who you feel could describe anything and make you see that snippet of the world through fresh eyes.

Check out these readings and see if you agree.

None of this is made up.