Review: David Fincher’s Gone Girl

One of the few things more inscrutable than the mind of a woman — more complex, harder to unspool, if you will — is the collective mind of a couple. Not just the joint decision-making, shaped via pragmatism and compromise and societal positioning, but their decisions re: each other. What makes them fight all the […]

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Book Review: Jeet Thayil’s Narcopolis

Sentenced to death More Rushdie-lite than rushed delight, Narcopolis tries far too hard. Jeet Thayil begins his first novel with a very long sentence, one of those showboating literary devices that can make or mar the mood, and while the writing in that chapter-long opening salvo is more precious than authentically frantic, far too eager […]

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Read a book with legs

A couple of days ago, I was forwarded a piece called ‘Date A Girl Who Reads,’ doing the usual rounds all over the Internet. Affectionate at first glance, this was a rather offensive piece of simplistic drivel that assumed women who read don’t do anything but live within paragraphs of their beloved books, books they […]

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An Open Letter to Sir Salman Rushdie

Dear Mr Rushdie, I was born in the same year Midnight’s Children was released. While you irrevocably changed the face of the Indian novel — all the while tweaking its nose — with spellbinding verbal pyrotechnics and tremendous magic realism, I took my first steps. There is no way to softpedal the kinship I feel […]

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