Daniel Peterson wrote:I don't care at all about "hipness" -- a concept that should have gone out of fashion, if it didn't, back in the fifties with the beat poets.
No, I'm just curious to see how the others measure up to your rather odd canon of contemporary cultural literacy.
I mean, really.
Bat for Lashes? Why not Arvo Pärt or John Tavener or Pat Metheny?
And In Bruges? Why not Der Untergang? Or Iskandariyya Leh? Or Das Leben der Anderen? Or The Syrian Bride?
Some years ago it would have been Amélie, no doubt.
You strike me, frankly, as a fairly young provincial who's rather pathetically, desperately, trying to pass himself off as . . . well, hip.
That's the first time, in all these years of your malevolence, that I've actually found your behavior somewhat poignant. Maybe you're human after all.
The appeals to literary theory also mark him. Apparently, he belongs to the Harold Bloom school of self-intoxication.