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A lot of readers were probably hoping that Haruki Murakami would win this year’s Nobel Prize in Literature mainly because his output is immediately readable and popular. However the various reviewers at Bookworm are over the moon that this year our favourite author got the nod in Stockholm. At the venerable age of 82, and just after she’d announced that she was retiring from writing, Canadian Alice Munro was the perfect choice.
I recently celebrated my 50th birthday. When people learn my age, they are surprised at my youthful appearance. I’ve been told so many times that I don’t look my age that I’m reluctant to mention it, not because I’m ashamed of my age but because others have such a hard time believing it.
Bui Tien Tuan paints women. In October’s Red Thread exhibition at the Craig Thomas Gallery, they were scantily clothed women. He paints using subdued colours, including — of course — pink, the default ‘feminine’ of the past century. The red is for raunchiness.
When we think of expensive things we tend to conjure up images of sports cars, diamonds or luxury houses. However these pale in comparison when put next to the cost of some projects financed by corporations or governments. So what is the most expensive thing ever conceived in the mind of man and completed with huge sums of capital?
Sliding my fingers between the cellophane pages of a worn menu, continental European names interspersed with Vietnamese and bad English translations, I opened to a picture of a Catholic monk, smile inked cross his face, with a glass in his hand filled with a mysterious amber substance. I thought how nice it would be, to be like him — drunk and blissful, not bald and devout.
“No Fun!” After leaving the lips of a particularly buff security guard, these words hung like smoke from a fog machine at a windy beach rave. As quick as they were acknowledged, inhaled and confirmed they were swept away and forgotten, as the rhythm of a long National Day weekend in Nha Trang didn’t allow such a statement to cloud our euphoria.