United States, Writer October 4, 1914 – December, 27, 1997.
Brendan Gill wrote for The New Yorker for more than 60 years. He also contributed film criticism for Film Comment and wrote a popular book about his time at the New Yorker magazine.
Parody is homage gone sour.
It is in the nature of the New Yorker to be as topical as possible, on a level that is often small in scale and playful in intention.
Not a shred of evidence exists in favor of the idea that life is serious.
I will try to cram these paragraphs full of facts and give them a weight and shape no greater than that of a cloud of blue butterflies.
If it were better, it wouldn't be as good.
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