July 26, 2016

A publicity still from Jill Soloway's "I Love Dick." Photo: Amazon Studios.

A publicity still from Jill Soloway’s “I Love Dick.” Photo: Amazon Studios.

Vulture has a behind-the-scenes look at Transparent creator Jill Soloway’s new Amazon series, I Love Dick, which premieres on August 19th. Soloway has taken Chris Kraus’s 1997 cult novel and transported it to Marfa, Texas, casting Kevin Bacon, Kathryn Hahn, and Griffin Dunne as the three leads in this story of a lopsided love triangle. Soloway has high hopes for the show’s radical potential: “It’s just so powerful for a woman to say, ‘No, I’m not the object of your story,’ . . . ‘I’m the subject.’ Just that simple sentence is enough to upend the entire planet.”

In Turkey, forty-two journalists have been targeted for arrest following the failed coup attempt on July 15th. According to The Guardian, one of the reporters believed to have a warrant out for his arrest is Fatih Yağmur, who left the country after the coup. Yağmur told the paper, “I fear for my life, I do not feel safe in Turkey. I do not intend to return before the state of emergency is lifted.”

Reverend Tim LaHaye, the author of the bestselling evangelical Christian apocalypse series, “Left Behind,” has died at the age of ninety. In 2003, Joan Didion considered LaHaye’s work and its influence on president George W. Bush.

n+1 has released the annotated table of contents for their upcoming issue, “Dirty Work.” Highlights include Namara Smith on how Hillary’s “belief that what’s best for the market is best for women . . . has lost much of its force,” Stephen Squibb on “Prince Trump,” and Gabriel Winant on how “American workers can do everything right and still lose.”

Patsy Tarr is resurrecting Dance Ink, the influential dance magazine last published in 1996.

Chaos Monkeys, Antonio Garcia Martinez’s account of the time he spent trying to get rich quick in Silicon Valley, has been hailed as “the most fun business book I have read this year” by Dealbook’s Andrew Ross Sorkin. Sorkin approves of Martinez’s combative dedication, “To all my enemies: I could not have done it without you,” figuring his attitude problem is what gives him the gumption to shine a light on tech-bro culture. But Sorkin seems to have ignored passages like this one: “Most women in the Bay Area are soft and weak, cosseted and naive despite their claims of worldliness. . . . They have their self-regarding entitlement feminism, and ceaselessly vaunt their independence, but the reality is, come the epidemic plague or foreign invasion, they’d become precisely the sort of useless baggage you’d trade for a box of shotgun shells or a jerry can of diesel.”

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