The Poles are a charming, but utterly irrational lot. The speculations and general chaos that followed the crash of the presidential airplane, that irrevocably and efficiently sent the Polish president, Kaczynski – and his doubtful entourage of ninety or so souls straight to earthly demise – and media immortality – proves as much.
Stefan Eklund, critic and head of the culture section at the Swedish newspaper, Svenska Dagbladet, names Sofie Oksanen, a budding young (arguably) writer a literary genius in today’s issue. Knowing something on Oksanens theme, the fate of the Baltic states – written from an appropriately fashionable female perspective – is a fiendishly bold statement enough to make one choke on one’s morning coffee. Without even ingesting any.
What should have been a brief essay on why exactly it is that I find functionalism such a debasing and human-loathing structure turned into a comparison of polish and american movie posters. Polish poster art has always been a very different ballgame.