After finishing After Woodstock: The True Story of a Belgian Movie, an Israeli Wedding, and a Manhattan Breakdown, the beleaguered reader cannot escape the fact that he knows more about
One of the great pities of our time is that we live in a golden age of readable but also solid academic credible studies of Roman and Medieval history for a popular audience.
I try to stay on the positive side of things as much as I can, because I’m a positive kind of guy. But once in a while, a book comes along that is so laughably obtuse that you just can’t give it a
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