I maintain that there are some gems in the midst of all the incoherent ramblings that make it worth reading it all.
Which is why I'm taking the book away with my this week!
No, it isn't all nonsense of course, but I would respectfully submit that he hasn't said anything useful about Hemingway in that paragraph, though he
has managed to bring in a gratuitous reference to Günter Grass whose work has nothing to do with Hemingway but who was supposedly a friend of Feldman - and so it usually goes on...
I've just read most of
Give my Regards to Eighth Street (the book, not just the single essay) and I'm rather disappointed to say that I've been disappointed. There are a few gems in amidst the useless waffle but they are few and far between. And there's some dishonesty lurking in all of that. There's an essay where he quite clearly implies that Cage's implementation of chance procedures stems from his own graph pieces, which I just don't believe, and indeed in other essays he suggests quite the opposite.