
This week, I write about John Updike's lecture at Benaroya Hall :
There's always something ridiculous and over the top about attending a Seattle Arts & Lectures event at Benaroya Hall. It could be that all the pomp and circumstance around a book reading seems a bit much, or perhaps the overkill feeling is, in part, thanks to the gigantic twin Chihuly chandeliers in the lobby—sculptures that appear to represent nothing so much as mutant sperm fighting vigorously to impregnate a parsnip. Last Wednesday, November 12, was a more ridiculous SAL pre-event vibe than usual. The hall had the impatient energy of a stadium rock concert by someone like Springsteen: "I want to get good seats," a woman scolded her husband as they arrived and saw the enormous crowd. "I want to get a good long look at him."
The whole column, which is about Hopper, Updike's rock star status, and David Guterson's woeful inability to ask a single decent question, is here.
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