Out of these authors, which one would you consider Phillip Roth?

[Magrittes Pipe]

Poll question: Out of these authors, which one would you consider Phillip Roth?

I've heard all of these authors referred to as Phillip Roth, but as far as I'm concerned, only one really is. My hypothesis, as far as there is one, is that many people confuse printed words on paper with Rothery. And yes, some aren't Roth in the least, but it hasn't saved them from the big Roth tarring brush.

[tigereye]

1. pretty zen there

I voted for Singer.

[Worst Username Ever]

2. You mean, who do we consider Phillip Roth to be like?

Are we talking about the same Phillip Roth, i.e. Portnoy's Complaint, The Human Stain, etc?

[Magrittes Pipe]

3. We are talking Dada copycatting, my friend.

[Screaming Lord Byron]

4. Fields of the Nephilim.

Totally dude.

[eyesroll]

5. I am Philip Roth.

Or, at least, I am Alex Portnoy.

[whistle]

6. Henry Miller but Roth has a much greater alter ego than Miller...

...<snip>

1 Jul 2001
A conversation with Philip Roth
Philip Roth reveals his inspiration for The Dying Animal, his connection with the sexual revolution and the future of American culture


30 Jun 2001
Breast man
Linda Grant tackles Philip Roth's misogyny in his latest insight into the lowest impulses of the American male psyche, The Dying Animal


4 Jan 2001
The Human Stain by Philip Roth
It was in the summer of 1998 that my neighbor Coleman Silk—who, before retiring two years earlier, had been a classics professor at nearby Athena College for some twenty-odd years as well as serving for sixteen more as the dean of faculty—confided to me that, at the age of seventy-one, he was having an affair with a thirty-four-year-old cleaning woman who worked down at the college. Twice a week she also cleaned the rural post office, a small gray clapboard shack that looked as if it might have sheltered an Okie family from the winds of the Dust Bowl back in the 1930s and that, sitting alone and forlorn across from the gas station and the general store, flies its American flag at the junction of the two roads that mark the commercial center of this mountainside town.

<Edit: Sorry, here is the link>
http://books.guardian.co.uk/authors/author/0,5917,-121,00.html

[Magrittes Pipe]

7. Kick for Somerset Maugham!

:kick:

[Screaming Lord Byron]

8. Woo-hoo! Somerset Maugham!

Nearly died of TB in the hospital behind my mum's house. Woo-hoo!

[Magrittes Pipe]

9. Funny, that.

I nearly died of VD in the hospital behind your mum's house. Woo-hoo!

[Screaming Lord Byron]

10. Have you forgiven her yet?

She meant no harm. She just could not resist the mighty Hedgecock.

[Magrittes Pipe]

11. Who can?

:shrug: