Codrescu cocks an eye at young lesbians in San Francisco, a Japanese game show, Brancusi's life and sculpture, airline travel, and the faithful in Jerusalem. But he's at his best when his subjects are most personal. He anchors a diffuse piece about the complications and rewards of communicating across language barriers with a single perfect anecdote about arriving in Detroit without speaking any English and being befriended in a ghetto coffee shop. But when Codrescy riffs on abstractions, he tends to strain his whimsy to the point of opacity. A creature is a wall.
Respect is space.
Therefore, worth is the space one accords a wall. Newcomers to Codrescu may be put off by some of his slapdash indulgences hee, but his many fans will welcome the opportunity to roam around again in his quirky mind. All Rights Reserved. Site Design by Compulsive Creations .