Crimson staff writer
Brian’s decision to return home to Chester, Ohio — after living in New York City for six years and contracting AIDS in the middle of the crisis that gripped the 1980s — is at once an understandable and perplexing one.
It’s extremely unlikely that a woman listening to this will think, “ah yes, I feel sexy and appreciated when Justin talks about my ‘yummy-yum.’”
Two aspects of Anna Wiener’s memoir, “Uncanny Valley” immediately make themselves apparent: its understated observations and attention to detail.
“Knives Out” evokes memories of Agatha Christie novels: a small cast of characters, multiple petty squabbles, and one charmingly-accented detective.
Such advertising speaks to the American tendency to reduce everything to a sound bite, something that we can digest without much thought or engagement.