September 2005
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September 2005
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Zora Simic
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Books | Noted | September 2005
The road to junkiedom and prostitution is littered with cliches. Kate Holden’s memoir – the tale of a good Melbourne girl who becomes a heroin-addicted prostitute – mostly avoids the romanticism that often plagues such stories. She’s not averse to shock...
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Luke Davies
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Books | Noted | September 2005
I first became aware of Craig Sherborne when I read his beautifully honed but laconic poems in Best Australian Poems 2003. Here was a fine craftsman with a diamond eye, writing with great...
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Robert Forster
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Music | Noted | September 2005
This is a Sunday afternoon barbecue record: people milling about, sausages turning, maybe some Mexican beer. “Who’s this?” someone asks. “It’s the guy who used to be in The Pixies,” someone else replies. There are blank looks until another person, the owner...
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Helen Garner
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Film | September 2005
If Louise, the main character of Dylan Kidd’s new movie P.S., were played by a less likeable actor than Laura Linney, we mightn’t much care about her. Linney is not exactly “beautiful”,...
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Maria Tumarkin
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Books | September 2005
Before my daughter Billie was born almost nine years ago, there were all kinds of ways to insult me:Jenny Craig dropout; boring; mediocre; a lousy lay. Afterwards the only thing that...
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Phillip Knightley
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Books | September 2005
A couple of years ago at Britain’s premier literary festival, Hay-on-Wye, two star performers dominated the program: former US president Bill Clinton and journalist/author/commentator Christopher Hitchens. Clinton arrived in his Secret Service...
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Stephen Fay
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Music | September 2005
Sir Neville Cardus, the legendary cricket writer and music critic, chose to spend the World War II years in Sydney rather than London. Young Australian musicians would seek him out at his home in Kings Cross and ask if he thought they would be able to make a...
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Roger McDonald
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Story | September 2005
The dominating men of Normie Powell’s childhood lived on winding dirt roads following the Trout River upstream to its source. Each was a landowner with acres given over to Merino sheep, animals grazed to the brink of starvation while shedding spun gold into...
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Anna Krien
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The Monthly Essays | September 2005
The Ti Tree Aboriginal night patrol consists of five blackfellas whose unpaid job is to stop grog runners. Ti Tree might be a dry zone but peering over its shoulder is a yellow XXXX billboard, erected by the nearby roadhouse, a reminder that beer is a ten-...
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