ON SOLITUDE: “He blows it again on a visit to this hometown He’s waylaid in a diner by an old partner in adolescent delinquency who recognizes him from his movie roles. Playing Judas to his younger self, he denies his own identity, ducking the sentimental moment. It’s a perverse but profound American urge: to achieve solitude through perpetual motion.” —
Walter Kirn on Sam Shepard in the NYT